Hell's Only Angel

Thirty Nine

Adeline's P.O.V

Beckham, his dad, his grandfather, and his brothers came with me and my dad to Archie's match. I wasn't sure how they'd feel about me having a brother who does boxing matches. Beckham's grandfather had already known about my brother from the news and newspaper but he knew that Archie had a good heart. Beckham's dad and my dad were talking as I sat next to him and Beckham. 

"Adeline, how good is your brother?" Corey asked me. 

"Pretty good. Though I think I'm better," I joked. 

"I bet you are. Do you wanna prove yourself?" Logan asked. I laughed a little before nodding. 

"Sure."

I smiled at Archie who was getting prepared. I looked over at his opponent and frowned. I didn't like him. He may have been bigger than Archie, but he just seemed very off.

In the first round, I watched as Archie was doing fine. Until I saw foam come out of the other guy's mouth. The guy kept beating up Archie until the bell rung.

"Something's wrong," I tell Beckham.

"What do you mean?" He asked me.

"I think that guy's mouth is foaming," I tell him.

"You think he's cheating?" Beckham asked.

"No. I know he's cheating," I said. I got up from my seat to head over to Archie.

"Archie!" I called out.

"You can't go near him, girl," one of the bodyguards stopped me.

"I'm his sister," I defended.

"I don't care."

"Well you should," I said before pushing him out of my way. 

"Archie! He's cheating!" I warned as I got to Archie.

"What?"

"Ma'am, you have to go back to your seat," the security man warned me.

"It's okay," Mr. Keller assured. 

"Archie. That guy's cheating. You need to tell the referee to call off the fight," I tell him. 

"I know," Archie said. Mr. Keller looked at us before getting up.

"Hey, Ref. Ronson looks like he wants to chew off my fighter's face. We want a disqualification," Mr. Keller said.

"Only way this match ends is if you forfeit, Andrews. You wanna take the loss?" Elio asked.

"Let me fight his rich ass," I tell Archie as I glared at Elio. 

"Later Adeline," Archie said. 

"Look, he's going to have himself a hell of a hangover, but I need you to knock him out in this round," Mr. Keller advised Archie.

"I don't know. I don't know."

"The overhand right is there for you. Okay? Once you see a crack in his armor, you bring out the hacksaw, you understand?" Mr. Keller said. 

"Good luck Archie," I said before going back to my seat.

"Adeline, what happened?" Dad asked. 

"The guy's cheating," I tell him.

"What a wuss if he can't fight without some enhancement," Corey scoffed. 

The moment Archie knocked the guy down, I cheered loudly. I got up and clapped hard. However, the other guy wasn't getting up.

"We need a doctor! Someone call a doctor!" Archie called out. 

"What's going on?" Logan asked.

"I think the guy overdid it with the drugs?" Corey said. 

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Some guy back in our high school almost died because he took steroids. Cost us our championship," Corey explained.

"Steve, can Adeline stay over at your house until we come back from the hospital?" My dad asked. 

"Of course. Let's go everyone," Beckham's grandfather said. 

"I'll give you updates okay?" Dad told me. I nodded before giving him a hug. 

After we got back to Beckham's grandparent's house, I sat on the couch with Beckham's sister. Beckham went to get ready for bed. 

"What happened at the fight?" Harper asked me. 

"Too much. It was disgusting," I tell her. 

"How do you feel about your brother fighting and everything?" She asked.

"I am not really for it to be honest. It's just too much to deal with," I tell her.

"I can imagine."

"But I am actually planning to move to Chicago with my mom," I tell her. 

"Does Beckham know?"

"Yeah."

"Are you two going to do long distance?" Harper asked me. I didn't answer her. I actually didn't know what to say about that.

"Harper, your turn for the shower," Beckham told her.

"Oh okay. Thanks."

Harper left while Beckham came over to me. Beckham sat where Harper sat on the couch.

"You okay?"

"Your sister asked me something that I'm not sure how to answer," I tell him.

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

"If we're going to do long distance when I move to Chicago."

"Oh. Do you want to do long distance?" Beckham asked me. 

"I want to but I feel like you should enjoy your senior year without having someone holding you back."

"Adeline, you won't hold me back," Beckham assured to me.

"I know but what if I suddenly loose feelings? I don't want to cheat on you or break you up over the phone," I explain.

"You're afraid of one of us hurting each other," Beckham figured out. 

"Yeah. You're a great guy and I wouldn't want to lose you as a friend," I point out. 

"Well, how about for now, we don't think about us in the future. Let's just focus on us now," Beckham asked. I smiled and nodded.

"I'd like that."

Beckham gave me a soft kiss on the lips. I heard the doorbell ring making Beckham and I look over. Beckham got up to answer it. 

"Hi, Mr. Andrews."

"Hey, Beckham. I'm just here to pick up Adeline," I heard my dad say. Beckham looked over at me. I nodded before getting up.

"Tell your family thanks," I tell Beckham.

"No worries. I'll see you later okay?"

"Okay."

Dad and I walked back over to the truck. Once we got in, I looked over at him.

"Dad, is that Ronson guy okay?" I asked him.

"Unfortunately no. He died."

"It's from that overdose," I tell him.

"Did you know before the match?" Dad asked me.

"No. I knew from the moment the guy started foaming in the ring," I explained.

"Well it's best if we don't mess with anything in the meantime," dad explained. I nodded in agreement. 

"Did Archie knew about the drugs?" I asked him.

"He did. He feels like it's his fault that he didn't stop the fight," dad told me. I sighed in disappointment. Somehow, Archie is always entangled into a messy situation and at this point, it was just annoying.