Fighting for the Heart

Untitled Part 5

Oliver grabbed his keys the next morning as he headed out the door to meet Thea and Roy for breakfast. Thea had texted him after Roy's manager had called him to notify him of the fight and as expected the teasing had begun. He laughed as he remembered her text to him:

T: Roy just got a call from Barry about the fight on Friday. You sure you can handle it?

O: I will go easy on him.

T: I don't know bro. You have been out of the fight scene for a while. Your twister might need some work.

O: My twister is just fine Thea.

T: Ok, well can you meet us for breakfast tomorrow or are you not allowed to see your opponent the day before the fight? Oh, that is a wedding, never mind.

O: I would agree to breakfast but I am rolling my eyes at you right this minute.

T: Ok. See you at 8:00 a.m. at The Breakfast Nook.

His sister had always been a pain in his side from the time she could walk. But Oliver adored her and he was glad she had met Roy. He was good for her. Oliver parked his car and walked inside his eyes immediately seeing Thea and Roy. She stood smiling as he approached and gave him a big hug.

"So glad you could join us big brother.", she said.

"Yeah, I was worried you would be too afraid to face me.", Roy teased, shaking his hand.

"I think you are the one that should be afraid Roy. You haven't seen me fight in years." Oliver said, taking a seat in the booth. "I just might have gained some moves you have never heard of since I have been gone." He winked at Thea.

"I doubt that old man." Roy said as Thea sat next to him. They continued their banter as the waitress came and took their order and then Oliver looked at Thea.

"Have you heard from Mom and Dad?" he asked.

"Not in about a week. They were staying in Florence, but were planning on heading to Tuscany tomorrow. They want to have a family dinner when they get back in two weeks. Oh, and Dad said, and I quote "Tell Oliver to watch his rear-leg push kick.""

Oliver rolled his eyes. Since he had started fighting at the age of 18 his Dad had been his best ally and his worst critic. Oliver had taken it in stride, knowing his Dad loved him and was looking out for him, but it still bugged him sometimes.

"Of course, he would remind me about the one move I needed to work on back then.", he said as he took a sip of his coffee.

"Well you know Dad." Thea said. "So how are you feeling. Your training going ok?"

"Yeah, I am feeling great. In fact, better than I did five years ago." Oliver said. He felt stronger more prepared. Maybe it was because he was older; he had been so young when he started fighting.

"Well just be prepared for my "Arsenal" of moves old man.", Roy said, and grinned.

Oliver groaned. "Bad pun Roy."

"I couldn't resist. But seriously Oliver. We both know that when we enter that ring we have to become someone else. I am looking forward to the fight. You were my inspiration bro. Who else can say they got to spar against their role model?"

Oliver blushed, actually blushed. Their food was soon served and they all settled into conversation about Las Vegas, where they were staying and what they were going to do while staying there.

"Are you guys staying over the weekend?" Oliver asked as he took a bite of his eggs.

"We were thinking about it. It will be Roy's first time to Vegas so I want to make it memorable." Thea said.