Sam's P.O.V
I get to the gym and I go to the changing room and change into my gym clothes. (Clothes above.)
"Hey, Sam. Want to start with the punching bags or people?" Jacob says. Jacob is my manger in a way.
"I'll start with punching bags. If I start with people I might kill them." I say and Jacob laughs.
"Ok. I'm guessing school did not go very well." Jacob says while I wrap my hands.
"You got that right." I say and walk over to the punching bag.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Jacob asks.
"Sure. Where should I begin?" I ask.
"Well. I was walking into school and this little shit comes and walks right into me and dumps all my stuff everywhere and we get in a fight. Then he was in my class and he FUCKING smirked at me. Then at lunch a slu--" I start but I get cut off by my phone ringing. I sigh and pick it up.
"Hey boss sorry if you were at the gym. I have the results on that name you wanted me to run." Kai says.
"Ok what is it. You seem hesitant." I say.
"Well, remember how there was a um." Kai says.
"Kai spit it the fuck out." I say.
"Well. Marshall is the new gangleader. He's the leader of the gang that just arrived." Kai says.
"Well. We have him now so. I'll be home in a few hours please refrain from doing anything to him. I want to have all the fun." I say.
"Ok. Will do boss." Kai says and ends the call.
"Now where was I?" I ask.
"You were at how the slut did something." Jacob says.
"Oh right. The fucking slut poured fucking milk on me and that pissed me off so I told her to get her ass over here and she did not listen so I walked up to her and grabbed her. Then she called me a whore so I told her to call me a whore again and you will need another nose job. Then she called me a whore so I beat the shit out of her and then Marshall wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me off of her and I tried to get free but I could not so I went for the knife in my boot to stab his hand but Logan knocked him out. I told them to bring him back to the house. And I ended up here." I say while punching the shit out of a bag.
"Oh." Jacob says. Right when he says that the bag breaks and falls to the floor.
"Oops. Sorry Jacob." I say.
"It's ok. Want to fight people now?" Jacob says.
"Sure." I say. I walk into the ring and wait for my opponent. My opponent walks in the ring and we shake hands and then the bell rings so we start fighting. He circles me a couple of times so when he's not paying attention I punch his face and he stumbles back and I go in for another punch. He blocks his face but I kick his stomach and he falls to the ground. I get on top of him and punch him over and over again.
"Sam. Stop." I know that voice but it's not Jacob's it's Marshall's? What? But. How? I hit the guy one more time and he blacks out. I stand up and turn around. I see Marshall, Logan, Matthew, and Ryan standing there.
"Why the fuck are you here? Your supposed to be at the house." I say.
"They were talking and they said you were at the gym and well. I wanted to see you fight." Marshall says. Then there is a panicked look on his face and I sense a presence behind me. I grab the dudes arm because it was my opponent and I flip him over and punch him again.
"Get a clue dude I won." I say to him.
"Bitch." He says.
"Jaxon stop. If you don't want your ass beaten anymore you should stop." Marshall says.
"Yes, Boss." Jaxon says.
"Wait here." I say and I walk to my dressing room and change into sweats and a crop top. I walk out and see that Logan, Matthew, and Ryan are unconscious but Marshall is standing there with a grin on his face. I then get a clothe stick on my mouth and I don't breath and I kick the dude in the balls and he lets me go.
"WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!" I yell. I run back into my changing room and grab my gun and knives. I walk back out and the guy is still there on his knees so I shoot him in the leg. ]
"Jesus Christ people." I say and grab my brothers and Ryan. I walk out and put them in my car.
"LOGAN GUYS GET THE FUCK UP." I yell. They don't move so I slap them all and they wake up.
"Oww what the fuck." Logan says.
"You guys got knocked out. Why the fuck did you even bring him here?" I ask them.
"I'm sorry Sam. It was not my fault I told them not to." Matthew says.
"Whatever. Lets just get home." I say. I start the car and head home. I looked behind me and saw that there is a car following me so I do some extra turns and go down different roads. Then I saw someone I never want to see again.
A/N Haha. It's left on a cliff hanger. Wahahaha. Anyways I hope you enjoyed it. In a week or so I'm going to Cancun so I might not update that week. I will try to but it's fucking gorgeous there so I will spend most of my time in the water. I'll try to work at night before I go to bed. But BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
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