Sparta ~Tommy Conlon

Chapter 30: Regret

Tommy's POV:

While the tv discussed Koba's second fight, I was laying in the showers again just like I was an hour ago. This time my hands weren't taped though. After the Koba fight, my father called me over. I listened to Grimes fight while Pop taped my hands. "Mad Dog fighting like a man possessed. Like a man with something to prove, reminding everyone why he is a serious contender to win this whole contest. He wanted to send a message to Tommy Riordan," I glanced at the screen to see Mad Dog in front of the camera with a smile on his face, he put his finger to his throat and drug it across and jumped backward. I shook my head, what a joke. "And there it is, right there."

It was finally my turn, I was the last fight of the night. I walked out of the locker room and the lights went out. The red, white, and blue spotlights started going ballistic as I walked out of the hall. "The crowd catching fire for the hero Tommy Riordan."

The whole arena was chanting my name, it was really weird to hear. "Tommy! Tommy! Tommy!"

I pulled my sweatshirt off and was being examined again. I felt eyes on me again so I looked over the security guard's shoulder but didn't see anyone familiar. I walked into the cage and Diego Santana was waiting for me. I overheard his trainers talking to him and it flipped a switch in me. "2 more fights after this and that blondie Jerry has is all yours."

Diego smiled and nodded as the middle man called us to the center of the ring. "He doesn't seem to want anything to do with all this adulation. He's just here to fight." The announcer said as we touched gloves. I walked away and I was pissed off but a plus was that I am a lot taller than this guy.

"Come on, Diego!" Someone yelled.

"Come on, Tommy!" Someone else yelled. That voice! Why do I know that damn voice?

"Gentleman, you ready?" The man asked me, I didn't respond. "You ready?" He asked Diego who gave a clumsy nod. "Let's go to war!"

"Right at him! Right at him! Right at him!" Paddy yelled. Diego threw a punch at me and it hardly hit my shoulder. I was seeing red and sent one back in his direction immediately. 3 more followed and each hit Diego in the face. Diego tried to hit me again but I ducked.

"Well, here he comes again like a buzz saw!" I wrapped my arms around Diego's head and kneed him a few times before throwing him at the fence where he then hit the fence and flew back towards me, and I hit him hard in the gut. Diego leaned down which was a huge mistake. I grabbed him by his arms and threw him onto the ground. "He is all over Diego Santana." I wrapped my arms around him and started slamming Diego into the floor. I couldn't process anything, he was talking about Malia and it pissed me off. "He's swarming all over him, and now he's beating on him without mercy!" I kept throwing harsh punches to his face, "Oh, my goodness!" I got in one last, strong punch and was pulled off of him. I stood over him and jumped towards him, I was taunting him. Which is not something I normally do but he deserved it.

"Yeah, Tommy!" That voice yelled again, I shook my head.

I slammed on the door to the cage again and it opened. "There he goes again, storming out of the cage!" I felt a hand hit my shoulder for a brief second and I looked up. I set my hand on my shoulder while I walked. I looked behind me but couldn't see anyone I recognized. I felt a warmth on my shoulder, it was different from everyone else who patted me on the back. I shook it off and kept walking. "Tommy Riordan marching off through the crowd and straight into the final four, ladies and gentlemen."

"Tommy! Tommy! Tommy!" The crowd screamed again as I walked out of sight.

I got into the locker room and immediately put the Dog Tags back on, I then ripped my tape off and put my wedding ring on. I packed all my stuff up and threw my sweatshirt on, my Pop hadn't even gotten back yet when I left the locker room, the security guards escorted me to a car that brought me back to the hotel. It was a very short ride and when I got to the hotel, I got up to my room as quickly as possible to try and avoid being noticed. I got in the shower and washed all of the sweat off my body, I was pushing myself hard so that I could get Malia back, but also so I could prove that I'm not a nobody and they should be very afraid of me. When I walked into my room, it was going on 11, I laid down and tried to sleep for about an hour but couldn't find the peace I needed. I sat up and put on a pair of jeans and a navy long sleeve shirt, I laced my boots up and snuck out of the room. I was going to go to the Casino, I needed to clear my head.