The Bad Boy's Trophy

Choose Your Fighter

A/N: honestly this is a distraction from finals lmao! Pls someone help me I'm drowning in bio and chem! Anyways I hope y'all like the story!
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EMMA JANES POV
I am sitting here stunned from what just happened, I mean I don't even know what just happened. He eluded to some crazy stuff before he left and I don't know which stuff to focus on. I mean, I would LOVE to understand how much of a man he's become.

You mean feel how much of a man he's become. You wanna feel him so bad, right between your le-

Jeez, please again stop!

First Jace says he loves me, I believe him and I get played. Next Chris comes and confesses to me and leaves, what is happening? I basically threw myself at him too. Do I like him that much or am I just hurt of Jace. I mean is it even possible to feel this way about two boys.

I love Jace, I always has ever since we were little but Chris has always been the one who got away. He also would never treat me the way Jace did. I mean, how am I suppose to go to school tomorrow.

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My phone rings around 11 pm and it's my mom, she says she isn't going to be home until 4 am because all of her coworkers and her are pulling more hours to get ready for this trial she has coming up. This means I'm alone until morning, which I'm a little bummed about. With her bailing on my birthday and not coming home I'm really starting to miss her. She's all I have really. My father doesn't even look me in the eye when he bothers to be home.

Mom says it's because each day I am growing to look more and more like my birth mothers and my father still has some trauma about the way she died and how it all happened. My face is a reminder of the worst decision he ever had to make in his life.

I dont talk about it much but I was almost dead before I even had the chance to live. My mother started hemorrhaging and my vitals started crashing, my dad had to watch it all. Before she went into labor, she told my dad that if it ever came down to it that she wants me to have a life. She wanted him to make sure that if someone had to make a decision on who gets to live that her unborn baby was saved and not her. She was so selfless, and here I am wasting my life on boys who maybe sorta love me but not really and boys who have been gone for almost 10 years and came back and now love me. Sure I am an accomplished scientist and I'm smart I guess but there's so much more I could be doing.

The great thing about an empty house is I get to wear my pajamas for longer and go to bed when I want. If mom was home she would want me to play a game with her and I'd have to change out of this ridiculous outfit but now I can feel confident about myself for a little longer and go to bed early.

I awoke to the sound of someone walking around downstairs, I checked the clock and it was two in the morning. I knew it couldn't be my mom I checked her location and she is still at work, or my dad because he's in a different country so I crept into my mothers room to get my mothers bat from her closet which she keeps for protection and slowly walked downstairs.

"Hello?" I asked but the noises continued. I decided to continue walking closer and if it was an intruder I calculated the correct trajectory I would need to swing this bat in order to subdue a grown man.

I turned the corner and bumped right into Chris yelling "Don't shoot." and laughing hysterically. His hair was messy and his shirt was off.