Work Hard. Hit Harder

Work Hard. Hit Harder

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People die. Deal with it. But I have to carry on. Do something. So yeah, that's why I'm here. Anymore questions, cupcakes? Im sure you have questions. But use your eyes, and find your answers. *************************************** Jacklyn Flyn is someone who you don't mess around with, she takes no sass, 'cause she's a badass. Her passion with boxing has taken her mind off her dead parents who died as faithful spies during a bombing to their home. But she carries on with the devastation and does boxing for a living and earns lots of money. So far, she had enough to own a freestanding home with a Maserati. But when she finally decides it's time to go back to school, she bumps into someone she recognizes from somewhere, from there? I honestly don't know because I haven't really planned this out yet and I'm sure I'll delete it anyway...
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-Blake- Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has. She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting. ------- -Rose- "Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day. Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops. He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people. I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him. ----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story. #1 in alone 11/23/21 #1 in strong 11/30/21 #2 in boxing 4/19/22 #1 in goodgirl 5/8/22 #1 in fighting 5/19/22

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