Behind the Gloves

Underground

*I knew you would block my number but it wasn't my number so please give me a chance and call this one*

*Look baby I'm trying to make amends here you need to let me make it up too you*

*If this isn't Seven I'm sorry have a nice day*
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Playing the voicemails made me angrier and angrier it made me go back to a place I vowed I'd never go to tossing stuff in my closet I finally found it my old uniform i got dressed then packed my keys.

I'm back to a place I said I never come back too as toxic as it was it felt like home my adrenaline rushed as I went to the signs up table.

You know that feeling of when your no supposed to makes you want too that's what I have. Underground boxing was my place I'd come when things went wrong it was easy money too I would tell my sister at lease I'm stripping or prostiuting I mean it's nothing wrong with it but to sum it's terrible.

The only condition was it was no rules besidessss you couldn't have weapons, be under the influence, pregnant, no jumping, no crying, no eating while fighting? and the last rule which my sisters hated was we had to wear sexy clothes and cover out identy if needed and wanted I know weird rules but I don't care I made up to at least 5,000 from matches because of people's bets.

It was pretty scary still because the rules didn't apply to everyone except the sexy dress code and one match put me in the hospital so I vowed to never come back, until his call.

It was my time to go up Smith the referee gave me a hug he was the co-owner of this place and told me how I would always make him good money.

" To my left most loved Heavy left hook returns for a comeback mizz Carmen."

Carmen's my middle name so I just use it for my cover one, The sober and drunk crowd cheered and I smiled until I saw a familiar body a familiar disgusting abusive one "And over here we have Trevor!"

why didn't they say his fake name? "Fugeo!" why did I hear Trevor .

I knew it was him my ex because of the of his hair and jawline. But he didn't notice me six matches done and I finally won cause he let me.

I ran to bathroom and broke down in tears when I left heard foot steps then hard tug on my hair.

" So you can come to the ring but not answer my calls!?"

"What?"

"you heard me so you can come to the ring but not answer my calls just so you know I let you win."

" How if you didn't see me-" he pushed back.

He walked in the bathroom then locked it.

"what are you doing?" I was so scared.

"Shut up" he moved in to kiss me but I pushed him.

He always did this hurt me come back, I didn't see why it's not like we ever had sex hell Im still a vigin.

He balled his fist, too cocky for rejection? Well guess who doesn't give a damn.

"What you gonna hit me, how about a fair roud 2 in the ring."

"Look Sevy I'm sorry"

"Well I'm not I clearly don't want you so leave me alone you were good at that when you cheated so be good at it and just walk away for good this time... Please"

He opened the door then began to walk out then had the nerve to say

" Well you'll always have a place in my heart and you got my number."

I knew he would come back because he was tipsy and was just so obsessed.

Jermaine POV
Some Saturdays I pass through the Underground and get drunk and watch the fights.

This girl Carmen was announced and I bet 100$ she'd lose cause I'm broke plus the guy she up agist was tall and muscular.

She beat his ass tho and I was salty she looked so familiar and that's when I was getting food I saw Seven holding similar gloves....Carmens red gloves I was pissed.

"Aye" I tapped her hard on the shoulders

"Coach I mean Jermaine wassup."
" Let's go now"
" Umm no?"

"Seven bring ya ass before I cause a scene." she looked around I could tell she was debating on coming or not so I just picked her up over my shoulders and put her down in my car.

" What the. What are you doing I don't want to go I drove here!"

"How could you be so fucking dumb this ain't safe, save this for practice."

" I'm sorry but you do know me and I'm experienced."

" Seven this isn't real boxing this is bullshit that can get you hurt or killed."

" Like I said you don't know me and we're not a practice so don't play Coach with me."

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I looked at him feeling sympathetic and scared about what.

If he would say he doesn't want me on the team I started crying thinking of that and how hurt my sisters would be if they knew I was here.

He pushed me in the car and drove off in silence we pulled up to a big White House he opened my door and I got out.

"Damn." I walked in and he looked at me.

" So how long you been doing this?"

"About nine years but not consistent I stopped last year I-i got hurt bad and my family was upset.

Look sorry it won't happen again."
"Damn right it won't or you off the team, for now, you're on suspension."

I looked down with watery eyes but was happy he gave me a chance. He told us we weren't allowed to fight outside or we would be dismissed.