The Protected One

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"Bitch get up! I hear a voice say.

I groan in annoyance to see Sophia Alice standing at my door.

"You know my nap was bomb before you decided to rudely wake me up." I say.

"I'm sorry to ruin your nap but you said you were suspicious of Ben right? Well, I know where he's gonna be tonight! She beams.

"Are you serious? How'd you find that out? I question.

"Through Chris. Who found out through Joshua, who found out through rumors." She simply replies, showing me her phone screen.

I squint my eyes to read the phone. My eyes then widen in surprise.

"There's no way." I dismiss her.

"Well there is one way to find out." She says.

I sigh in annoyance.

"Fine. We'll go. What time is the fight."

"In an hour, so get ready." She rushes me.

I groan and toss my covers off my body.

I went into my bathroom and splashed my face with some water and patted my face dry.

I reapplied my mascara and lip gloss, and sprayed on perfume.

I didn't really find it necessary to change my outfit, I doubt a fight would call for cocktail dresses.

Sophia Alice knocks on my door, and peaks her head in.

"Chris is picking us up. I don't think it'll be safe for us to go by ourselves." She says.

"Yeah okay, that's a good call." I reassure her.

"So are you ready? She asks.

"Yeah. I'm ready." I say.

"So what's our excuse? I ask.

"Food." We day I'm unison.

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"Well this place doesn't look sketchy at all." Chris says when arrive.

"Did you know about this? I ask him.

"Your brothers tend to keep me out of their drama with Ben. To this day, I still don't know what happened between them." He answers truthfully.

Great. I couldn't get anything out of Chris.

We get out the car and as we get closer to the building we can hear music coming from inside the building.

The noise intensifies as we entered through the grey door.

The place was packed with people. Especially with middle aged men.

"Stay close," Chris said grabbing both of our hands and leading us through the crowd.

I wish I would have brought Claude with me.

We find seats close not too far from the ring, but close enough.

"Do anyone of you guys see Ben? I ask.

They both shake their heads.

Some time goes by and I almost think that our timing was off.

That was until the referee began introducing people.

The worst of my suspicions were confirmed when surely enough Ben was introduced.