Lost in the Ex Dons Dark

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Ⓒhapter 2 Ⓜ︎emories

"Sometimes memories sneak out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks"
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    Cattelya tried her best to keep the past locked away in the deepest darkest area of  her brain, it was the only way she could live to see another day.

She had a persona to carry; fervent, ambitious, and all around scary. But there was always a breaking point The sound of a bell ringing, brought her back to reality reminding her the fight was about to begin.

her current predicament seemed obsure to anyone else but she found herself in these types of situations more often then she would like to admit, here she stood in front  of a six foot something, two hundred pound idiot that even though the size had nothing against her much smaller and angelic Frame.

Cattalya knew she could knock him out but today was different the air was dense and her body felt extra weak. It was nearing the time of year when the monstrosity had token place in her life and she felt as if the world was caving in on her.

the lack of sleep was starting to catch up to her she needed to be back on her pills but she couldn't give herself the luxury of sleeping she thought, why should she wake up filled with energy only to drag along her body from the voices that torment her head every second of the day. It was one of the simpler self loathing methods she carried around and that including this fight, she didn't feel prepared to take on the nimrod before her since the moment she woke up two minutes later then usual,

her basic routine had been squashed and it was due to the sleep deprivation, if she wasn't drugged past recognition she would have nightmares or just think all eight hours of the night before the sun would rise So here she was starring at a well energized, steroid made man and on the other side of the ring her slouched distant self, she had  the chance to call off the fight before entering the ring but the harassment that came from tweedle dee was irritating,

She just couldn't kill her comrades even if she was what you would call "the teachers pet" she will be punished just like anyone else that worked for Hawthorne. So instead she stepped up to the plate and did it the proper way with Hawthrone in the crowd looking at their fight to dignify it, fare play and no crazy shanks even tho that might not kill her but it would be a good try.

her eyes traveled over the crowd familiar and not so familiar faces starred back at her, she found the man of the hour starring back to her; Hawthorne his face void of expression while he scanned her from pony tail to shoe she seemed off, he thought her hair had a few fly aways her posture even though still perfect didn't seem as sharp as usual he pondered on her physique a while longer until he gravitated his eyes to her opponent in the ring, he looked extremely large he could have been named the second largest man that worked for him the first being Micheal Angelo even though he was confident she would win and with no doubt in the world, he would bet his life on any match against his Cattleya he still felt worry coarse through his veins. 

She was this cold killing machine but once a long time ago she was his best friends daughter. It puts him in an uncomfortable position when he remembers her origins since he sees no real reason for this ridiculous fight.

Hawthorne knew his men feel intimidated by Cattelya she was a beautiful woman that could hold her place with a strong a fierce stature if it wasn't for the Cold exterior that usually reminded people to stay out of her way but there was always a stray piece of meat that wanted to test her patience and here they stood compromising for his actions. 

She looked indifferent in his eyes strong and ready to wreck havoc yet little did all the men in the gymnasium know she was at her worse state her body felt slagged her shoulders dropped and her chest was heavy. her life felt more intense she was aware of dirt particles that floated in the air but not the man that was hoping and circling before her.