Part 1
°°°Tom's pov°°°
Dom: Tom, time to leave!
T: I am on my way dad!
Dom: Faster!
I ran downstairs and grabbed my jacket.
T: I am ready dad.
Dom: Great
We walked out the door and got in the car.
T: Where are we going anyways?
Dad just kept looking at the road and didn't said a single word.
T: Dad? Where are we going?
He just kept driving and didn't say anything.
T: Dad?
Dom: We are going to watch some boxing young man.
T: Why are you acting like this?
Dom: Because, my son, this boxing club isn't a legal one but I have some friends going there and I chose you as my extra.
T: What do you mean not legal?
Dom: The boxers don't get paid, they exually can't let them fight, no medical help in the back and most of the boxers are from Jail.
T: And you go to that?
Dom: Yess, my son, and you to.
We just drove and I was thinking about the boxing club. Is it right to go inside and not having the boxers paid? Is it right for not letting the boxers have some medical help? I exually don't think so, but my dad want's me to go, so I will go. We arrived at the fightclub and we had to say something like a code word to get in. We got inside and I saw some friends from my dad. After 20 minutes the matches were about to begin. Someone spoke
?: Welcome my guests I am the owner of this fighting club and I have some matches for you tonight! Get ready for the first battle!
Some man walked into the ring and I watched the fight. Their face was all blood. The match ended and my dad enjoyed it. After a couple matches the ower spoke again.
O: Last, our woman match! Get ready boys!
One woman who was like 30 walked in the ring and another girl got pushed into the ring. She was trying not to get into the ring.
Dom:God if I was younger...
T: God Dad
Dom: What that littleone is damn hot.
T: We should leave dad, you're drunk.
Dom: Nope I am staying. The match started and the oldest woman was punching hard. But the otherone was so fast and looked strong. The fight lasted 3 rounds. And the younger girl won, but she looked hurt very bad. Her face was full of blood and kept her hand close to her chest. Like her ribs were hurt.
T: Dad? Who is that?
Dom's friend: Thatone is a homeless girl.
T: Homeless?!
Df: Yeah or they are from jail end she's from the streets. Why?
T: Oh just because. Is she the only homeless boxer?
Df: Yeah she is.
T: Sure
Owner: Tommorow night same time, same code, same matches see you tomorrow!
T:Are we going?
Dom: No
°°°30 minutes later°°°
T: Dad bring me to Haz will you?
Dom: Sure
T: Great
We drove to Haz and I stepped out the car.
T: I will spend the night here, bye dad.
Dom: Bye Son
Dad left and I knocked the door.
H: Hy Tom...
T: I need your help mate!
H: With what?
T: My dad brought me to a weird fightingclub and there were fighters and they are...
H: Relax mate! Tell me what is wrong, but calm down.
T: My dad and I went to a fightingclub and the fighters in there are in Jail and one of them is homeless. And we have to help her she got hurt and...
H: I am sorry man but she is probibly in the hospital.
T: No they don't have medical help because the fighting club isn't legal.
