A Love Like Ours

CHAPTER 8: I Think I Drank Too Much

VICTOR

I shouldn't have ever said anything to Saige. I really didn't mean for that comment to come out so rude and then to snap at her like that, I swear Maritza will chew my ass out if she ever found out I talked to her like that but it's been a few days now Maritza hasn't said anything so I'm wondering if maybe Saige didn't say anything to her.

Doesn't matter, I need to focus on this fight right now that I am having with a fighter who if I end up beating, will take my status to the top. I am already a known fighter but this guy in particular will bring it to the highest level since he is known for practically being nearly impossible to beat and supposedly never has his opponent standing for longer than three good hits before he knocks them out cold. 

Sure I do underground illegal fighting sometimes but it helps me with a lot of things and besides, I don't plan on doing it forever not to mention how good the money is. Not to mention I still can do what I like the most which is racing on my crotch rocket. Me and many others head out to the racetrack where they usually hold the drag races at but we play for money and we do it with our bikes. That's more of my passion really and I hope to one day own my own shop. 

So I get into the ring and we stare one another down and honestly, deep down inside I am telling myself that there may be a chance I could end up in a coma. However, there is also a chance that I might just make it out of here alive. Then the bell rang and it was time for us to fight. 

He takes the first swing at me but I'm able to dodge it. Then I try and jab him with a right hook and do a good enough job to have him spit out a tooth along with some blood. Then he comes back at me again and we go back and forth at one another for the next half an hour and we both were exhausted while on our fifth round which was a record for us both as I too have taken people out so soon. But him and I went several rounds until finally, I gathered up the last little bit of strength I had left and knocked him out. 

The room went silent before an uproar of cheers and yelling happened along with those of course who bet on him to win were all pissed off because they just lost their money. 

After the fight was over with and I took a shower that was in the little somewhat clean room I got ready in earlier and got dressed before heading home. Javier had suggested in having us go to a club to celebrate my big win and I agreed. So we went to a new place that recently had opened up a few months ago and it wasn't bad. 

We shot back a bunch of drinks and overall had a lot of fun getting hit on and just having a great time. When I decided to head back home, I stood outside and called an Uber to come pick me up and while waiting, moments later, I noticed someone walk up beside me. 

"Hola." The familiar feminine voice greeted me. 

"Hey Lolita." I replied. 

"I heard you won tonight against the Boulder." She coos close to my hear. 

"Yeah, so?" I replied still avoiding eye contact with her. 

"So, maybe we should celebrate." She says. 

I turn my head and look at her for a moment and although it's against my better judgement, I figure what the hell. I haven't gotten laid in a while and besides, it's not like my sister will see her. We will just hook up real quick and then I'll kick her out. 

So we both head back to my place and we head into the apartment and we're kissing and going at it by removing each other's clothes then when we finally get to the bedroom and she's on top of me kissing down my neck I suddenly begin thinking about Saige for some reason. 

I try to shake the thoughts out of my head and roll on top of her, taking control, kissing her lips and moving my hands all over her body as she does with mine and then as soon as I look at her I quickly get off of her after seeing Saige's face on hers and sit on the edge of the bed with my face in my hands. 

What the hell is happening? Oh my god, I have had too much to drink. 

"What's the matter?" She asks me while trying to kiss the side of my neck. 

"Stop." I tell her. 

"Are you serious?" She asks sounding irritated and a little pissed. 

"Yeah. I'm fucking tired." I lie. 

"But you were...." She begins until I stop her with a firmer voice. 

"Lolita! Get out." I tell her and stand up then begin putting my pants on and she sits there still looking at me on the bed in disbelief while still in her bra and mini skirt. 

"You are an estupido! asshole." She tells me all upset as she grabs her purse, shoes along with her top and puts it over her head. 

After she slams my door shut I lay back onto the bed on my back looking up at the ceiling trying to figure out as to why I even thought of Saige. 

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)