Chance Meetings?

Chapter 23-Chance Meetings

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Chapter 23

I do exactly what Sam had done. I knock twice and the door swings open to reveal a large man. ‘You part of Quinn’s crew?’ he asks me and I frown. ‘N-‘ before I could even finish he interrupts me pointing to the left. ‘Entrance is that way babe’ and slams the door in my face.

Well I’ll call you Mr Rude then.

I guess I had to go through the entrance to find Sam then….. but as I round the corner it seems a hundred other people wanted to go through the entrance as well.

Sam’s Pov

‘I know and understand, but I’m sure Sam wil-‘ Adam catches my eye and grins ‘Is right here!’ he rushes away from a daggy looking guy to slap me on the shoulder. ‘What the hell man? I thought we were going to be here before 8 like we planned?’ he says in a close lipped voice as he stirs me to the changing room.

‘I was busy’ I don’t make eye contact with him, instead I start taking my gear off.

‘Wait…. Why are you in those clothes?’ Adam asks and I find myself getting stressed. ‘I was busy okay?’ I tell him as I throw my shoes in the locker. ‘You need to relax man, or else you’ll be too tense to eat…’ Adam informs me with information I already knew. But was it a problem to not be able to stop thinking of Emily? I find I have been thinking about her a lot recently…. Ever since the kidnapping.

Adam starts slapping me in the face and I step back. ‘Are you listening now? You have less than 30 minutes to prepare since you were late, I don’t care about the excuse. Just start warming up and I’ll see where they keep the food-‘.

‘I already ate’.

Adam looks at me, stopping in his tracks. After staring at me he nods and goes out to get his numbing cream.

I had a feeling I would need it tonight.

Before every fight I never have a particular tradition… just to be focused and don’t sweat it. But this fight was different in a lot of ways and I had trouble concentrating. I jog on the spot while throwing punches to the air to get my body loose.

The lights were dull in the dressing room and I was faced with the image of my family. I sit down on the bench in the middle of the room instead of jogging and place my head in my hands, breathing out a long breath. This was a big deal, and if I wasn’t in it tonight I would be for sure ending up on the wrong side.

I call back Adam because I never think about anything personal or that I care about before a fight. It was the worst thing you could do, because it creates a huge distraction and triggers emotion.

‘Sam look at me man’ so I do just before we would walk into the huge room where the fight would be. I would imagine the hall to be much bigger then back at George’s. ‘Your training is good, you’re prepared and you can win this. Keep thinking win in your head and think of your opponent as your worst enemy’ was Adam's last advice before he was blocked out by the roar of the crowd.

Emily’s Pov

I didn’t line up with those people for two main reasons. 1 because they looked and acted roughly like they were about to enter a bloodbath. Something about these people had my stomach twisting and my head telling me to stay away.

So just before the last few were in I sneak in front of them while the bouncer checked their hands.

Knowing that I had no idea of where I was and constant darkness that I was in made me….. scared. I see the bouncer lead the people down a hallway and I slowly follow behind. It was dark enough to not be able to judge where everything was. Like walls, or random boxes that I occasionally just short of tripped over.

The sound of an angry crowd was getting louder and louder with every step. it was like they were protesting, but as soon as I saw a glimpse of light from ahead and the people the sick feeling in my stomach became apparent. I knew now that this was a warehouse used for fights and Sam had what? Ditched dinner with my parents and I, to go and punch someone’s face in?

I can’t believe it….

This made me feel worried for one that he hadn’t told me about it, and angry because my family had so kindly appreciated him for lies.

Out of anger I kept walking and thought I wouldn’t care if I had to climb in that cage myself and wrestle with them both, but I would pull Sam away and demand some kind of reasoning.

Walking faster I didn’t realise someone was heading straight for me until a couple of metres away. Gasping I hold myself up against the wall away from the shine of light coming from the main hall where presumably the fight was happening, and manage to not be seen by the bouncer.

I breathe, relieved and reach the opening to the huge hall where everyone is. But there is no ring…. No cage...

 ---Thank you for being patient more to come...

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