My Superman (A Tim Tebow love story)

Fight

Yet another night of not letting Tim touch me because I feel guilty. I don't know how I'm eventually going to get over this but for right now I'm just going to keep faking everything is okay.

There was a knock on the door. Maybe the UPS man or something.

"I've got it." Tim said casually walking to the door. I follow him because of curiosity.

He opened the door and my jaw dropped down to the underworld.

"Hi Aaron."

"Hi Tim."

"Please come in. Leah this is Aaron Hernandez."

Oh shit. This can't be happening what is Aaron doing here?

My question was answered " oh Tim I know her. I've been screwing your wife." He said with a smirk.

Tim's faced turned deep Crimson and clenched his fists.

"No one disrespects my wife with lies like that!"

"But Tim it's true. Just ask Leah."

Tim turned to me and I started crying. I couldn't say anything.

Tim looked back at Aaron, livid. I didn't know what either of them were going to do. And it really scared me because I knew what they were both capable of.

Tim's fist was like a magnet to Aaron's face as he punched him between the eyes.

Aaron was definitely going to fight back and it didn't take long for it to turn into an all out fist fight.

Seeing the man I love and my fuckbuddy basically, both with blood running down their faces was overwhelming. I caused this. This is my fault. What if they get really hurt?

"STOP! PEASE!"

They both recognized me but the two of them drew back for their strongest punches yet. They unloaded and I heard crunching noises.

One remained standing, the other unconscious on the floor.

Who was the winner?