Valeska’s p.o.v
“Listen to me, it’s dangerous, you’ve just been injured and you’re not healed. One hit can make everything 10 times worse. Can’t you just fight some other time?” pleaded Cayden.
“No, it’s now or never and then I have to wait in two years until next time it is and I’m not going to let a little injury stop me, I’ve had worse and still fought. You can’t argue me out of this” I said and crossed my arms over my chest.
“Apparently I can’t” he sighed.
“Could you leave? I need to train”
“I can help you”
“There’s not much you could do, I train alone”
“I know what you might need” he said and unexpectedly hugged me.
“What are you doing?”
“Hugging you, idiot, you looked so tense”
The truth was that I was very tense. I was totally stressed out. The outtake to champions duel came like a slap in the face. I don’t know actually if I was going to make it. Cayden’s right. One hit and I’m down, like a sack potatoes, and then Cayden will beat up the guy who hit me. I’m nervous as fucking hell.
I slowly began to relax a little and breathed in his smell and he kissed the top of my head.
“Enough, training awaits” I said before letting go of him.
“Be careful, baby, okay? Promise”
“I promise” I said as I began stretching.
He began walking back to the others before I called him out.
“Where are you going? Grab the punching pads” I ordered him.
“But you said you didn’t want any help?” he smirked at me.
“I changed my mind”
He took off his hoodie and dropped it on the floor revealing a tight t-shirt that showed all of his muscles. He picked up the red punching pads and walked up to the ring as I followed him.
“So what are you’re illegal business?” I said as I began with throwing a right punch at the pad he was holding up.
“What makes you think I’m in some kind of illegal business?”
“Come on Cayden, it’s written over you”
“Sure, you got me, I street race some times” he sighed.
“I can see that on your car, it’s a nice one you’ve got” I said and smiled at him.
“Why though?” I asked.
“Why do you fight?”
“My question first"
“I got to keep myself floating in some way, street racing is the easiest” he shrugged.
“And you, why do you fight?”
“Both to get money, to get away from Ziko and co, to get out some rage, but I also do it because I think it’s fun”
“It's fun being beaten half to death?”
“That’s the thing Cayden” I said and threw my last punch.
“No one has ever won over me”
He placed down the punching pads on the mat and walked up to me, placing his arms around my waist.
“And I don’t think anyone ever will” he said and smiled down at me.
“You’re damn right about that” I said and smirked knowing that I was the best one in whole Asia and North America.
The elevator dinged and one of Martino's guys stepped out, his name might be… Buttface? I don’t know but he looks like a Buttface.
“The outtake will begin soon, Miss” he said and bowed.
“Was it all? If so, you are dismissed” I said looking at Buttface coldly.
“Yes, Miss” said Buttface before stepping into the elevator again.
“I guess it’s time” I said and jumped out from the ring.
“I’m rooting for you, Princess” Cayden said and jumped after me.
“Of course you do. But I need to talk to you first and this do you have to take seriously, because if you don’t do as I say you might not get to the east coast ever again”
“Okay, what is it?”
“I don’t know how it is on your street races but here it’s life of death everywhere, both in the crowd and in the ring, but I have a special place for you. Rule number one, don’t talk to anyone. Rule number two, stay in you place don’t move until I tell you to. Lastly, rule number three, if anything happens to me don’t get involved, stay out, and in case of emergency, run for your life, forget about me”
“What!? I can’t just run and forget about you Babygirl! I can’t just stand and watch if you gets beaten up!”
“You fucking have to, okay!!? I have seen people die in that ring and I know for sure that I am not going to be one of them!! So shut up and follow these rules! Is that understood!?” I yelled at him.
Anger flashed through his eyes and without another word he stomped over to the elevator and got in.
“Good fucking luck” he said before the doors closed.
Fuck. What have I done?
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A bit shorter chapter but a new one will come up shortly I hope. I'm right now home from school because I don't feel so well.
Stay tuned!~
//Anja~
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