Ch 8: Caught

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By freeze, I don't mean like just stop for a second. My legs shut down, and my mind goes blank. Saying I was shocked is an understatement.

Scar's knuckles were busted and she has purple bruises on them. She had a light bruise on her cheekbone too and somewhat of a cut near her eyebrow.

"You went there again? Seriously how many times do I have to tell you to stay away from that place Scarlett" Mike says with a stern voice. "Look at your hands and face. You could get badly hurt, do you understand what I am saying? If something happens to you? If you break a rib or a bone somewhere? You don't have to do this Scar, please" he said, his voice turning softer at the end. Wait, did he say breaking of ribs? What? What is he talking about?

"I do it cause it is the only thing that keeps me sane Mike. And I won't get hurt cause I am very good at it. Boxing is not bad Mike and I need you to understand this." She says without looking at him.

Boxing is not bad. Boxing is not bad. Those words run in my head at a million miles per second speed. Scar is a boxer. 'of course she is idiot, you saw her practicing yesterday' Shutup inner voice! Then I see Mike leave. I hide behind the wall so that they won't see me.

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I go back home and after dinner go back to my room. I again hear Scar's car engine roar and run down and follow her again towards the forest. I follow her back into her "practice area". I again hide and watch her sweat. Damn, her punching her bag is such a turn on.

Suddenly she stops. Its been 20mins, why did she stop? I see her coming towards me. Panic kicks in my system. What do I do? She is coming closer.

"I know you are there, just come and sit here. I will be done in another 20mins" she says openly. I know it was for me but how long has she known that I was here. "Ritz, I won't think twice about replacing you with that bag there, so you better show up now," she says in her cold tone.

Ok, I am so dead. She will kill me here and no one will find my body. I walk up and now am face to face with her. She grunts and tells me to sit on one of the logs.

"So, how did you know I was here?" I ask her sitting. No answer. She goes back to punching. " you saw me following you?" I ask again. No answer again. Ok, third times a charm right, so I ask again "Scar, why do you do this? I mean boxing" I ask almost hesitantly.

"let" she said all of the sudden. Huh? I raised my brow in confusion. "Its Scarlett for you Ritz," she said sitting across me on the ground. "Sorry," I say looking at her who now is looking at the punching bag.

"I saw you the first time you followed me, after my fight with Mike" she says without any emotion. "then I saw you hear Mike scold me on the court at school, and then I knew you would follow me today also" wow, that was the most she has ever spoken to me. Yay!

"Oh, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I just didn't want to interrupt," I say scratching the back of my neck. "It's fine, just don't go around spreading this boxing this at school, there is already enough talk about the scary Scarlett," she says shrugging.

Yeah, I have heard the rumors, and they are nonsense. They say she is into drugs and an alcoholic. They say she does illegal things for money. But I don't believe one of them.

"I also don't drink alcohol or I don't do drugs. It's not good for the game." She says like she read my mind. "ok, so we are telling secrets here so I have one to say too" I say.

"umm, you know when Mike was admitted at the hospital and you told me to go home, well, I didn't do home those days. I stayed there, just in case." I said with my voice low, not sure how she would react to this. "oh, I know that" she said without looking at me. "and I kind of saw you..." I hesitated, not knowing how I will tell this to her. "me crying. You saw me crying. I know that. I saw you that day outside the room later, so I assumed you must have seen me." she said leaving me shocked again.

"Then why didn't you say anything to me? I mean it's obvious you are this strong, fierce girl who doesn't take anyone's shit and obviously doesn't like being seen while having a, umm, breakdown, but you didn't say anything even after you knew I saw you?" ok, now I was confused.

"Chill down boy, don't dig too deep into it," she says getting up. "You can go home now, and remember, if anyone knows about this, my new punching bag's name would be Jack Ritz" she says seriously. I obey her, wave her goodbye, and leave.


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