The Bad Girl's Secret (slowgoing)

"I don't fight Girls"

Axel's POV

"Where the hell are you? Were you asleep?" I hear man standing across the room from me say. Ive been waiting for thirty minutes to my opponent to show up. And I'm growing impatient. After he hangs up the phone, I walk over. Pissed as hell.

"And you areeee?" He said clearly confused as to who I was and why I was standing in front of him.   

"I'm the one who was supposed to be standing in that ring waiting on an opponent to fight. But they're not here."

"Look. Lex just had a family issue. The fight will happen. They'll bet here." 

"Better be or he'll be forfeiting the fight." I walked away before he could reply. I walked until I was back with my stuff in the guys bathroom. That guy better get here. I was promised a fight, not a waiting game. Once I find my stuff I instantly go to my phone checking IG. I was already changed into my fight clothes when I arrived but brought another change for a race tonight.

Ping!!

And that would have been my super annoying, overly bitchy, fucking infuriating, foster mother. I sigh as i open the text.

Mrs. Moore ( Moo- r) 

Where are you? 

I swear Axel if you're at that girls house.

I told her I was fucking a girl the first race that I went so I could keep her off my track as to where I was going. I quickly texted her that I was out with some old friend out of town and I would be back late.( What? She may be bitchy but contrary to what some may think I'm not a monster) Then I put my phone back in my bag and walked out. But I my way to the ring my eye caught sight of a girl. Her raven hair neatly pulled back into a high pony. She was dressed in a grey exercise shirt, With an open back that you could see the black sports bra underneath and black biker shorts. Damn she was hot. She made eye contact. Fuck. I quickly looked away. But not before I caught the smirk on her face. 

"Mr. King." I turned to see the man from before. "it's time for your fight. Lex Is here."  With that i made my way to the ring. The ref called my name and I entered the ring. I danced around for a few seconds (like always) then my way to my corner. It was then that The ref called the other fight into the ring Apparently he was un- beatable. 

Well. That's. About. To. Change.

"And it is with great pleasure to announce ....... Our very own little miss bad girl!!"  The raven haired girl walked into the ring and went straight to her corner. The smirk still plastered on her face. That smirk did things to me man- -

Hold on a minute.... this girl is un beatable. This girl was my opponent. 

"Tyler how many punches in the gut is it gonna take for you not to call me that?" 

"Until you learn what a smile?"

"Just know I warned you." With that she took one step then another until she was face to face with the ref, whose name was Tyler apparently. The next thing i know he's hung over in pain holding his stomach. 

"What the hell? You can't just punch the ref of a fight."

"This is an illegal fight club. We can do whatever the fuck we want. Plus I've known him since I was in middle school. He knows I mean what i say and he knows what happens when he calls me "little miss bad girl". So I see no problem here. Now are we gonna fight or are you just going to stand there all night eye fucking me?"

"What?" 

"Oh don't even try and hide it." She moved into a fighting stance. "Now let's fight so I can get outta here."

"Sorry but I don't fight girls." Oh shit. She looks pissed. 

"What?" She growled. 

"I. Don't. Hit. Girls." 

"DERRICK!" She yelled. I mean YELLED. You could probably hear her outside the building. Soon the man that was on the phone was seen running into the ring next to her corner.  

"What the hell is this? I came here for a fight not for some eye fucking brat do tell me that I can't do my job." 

"I never said that." She whipped her head back to face mine. Glaring.

"It was implied." She whipped back to face whom I can only assume is her manager, "Care to tell me why I was pared with a guy who doesn't hit girls." The man cocked his head to the side to look at me. 

"You asked for the best. She's the champ. Just know that by saying you don't hit or fight girls means you're forfeiting and neither of you get the cash." 

"Derrick." She walked up to him. She tried to keep quite while talking to him but I could still hear. Her tone icy and demanding.  "You need to figure something out and fast. I promised someone I'd be back before 9. And you know very well I keep my promises. Now you fix this or I'm gonna make your life hell." With that she left the ring and walked toward the ladies bathroom.