Now or Never

"How's everyone doing tonight?"

I hear through the door of the locker room. My fight against Russel is in a few seconds.

He's says my name and I go out like Russell. In a few seconds.

In a few seconds...

Wow it's happening all so fast.

Normally I'm more confident but I think it's because of the amount of money that is being fought for tonight. It's the big show.

"So, something exciting tonight before we start the last fight of the night.

Bryd was told he had to follow the rules, which means, no hoodies or baggy clothing besides joggers,

So tonight is the night, not only do two of our stingiest competitors fight for the prize of 18 grand. But is also the night, we find out who the real Bryd is!"

The crowd cheers wildly at that comment.

"In this corner we have The Russel, all the way from Australia, this guy, more like bear is her to compete tonight for the grand prize."

People cheer again.

"Anddddd in this corner we have our hometown, famous, everybody's favourite, Bryddddd."

Now or never.

I take three deep breaths. Inhale, exhale repeat.

I punch my gloves together and walk out into the ring.

Everyone's reaction was different.

Some were surprised. Some were sexist hoes and got up and left because they thought I was a guy. Some screamed and supported the fact that I was a girl living mostly a guy left.

But I think my favourite reaction was Logan's.

Wait! Logan?

I lock eyes with him. Of course he'd be here, What was I thinking, now he knows and he's gonna question me about it.

What if he gets mad at me for doing this instead of our date?

But he was fine with doing it tomorrow! Ugh what am I gonna do? I can't back out now, only because I seen someone I know from another part of my life that doesn't include all this.

And I've seen him down here before, in the ring.

Oh but he didn't try to hide his face!

I snap out of it as he looks away and at the guy next to him.

He looked our age and they must know each other. Logan then looks to his other side as two other boys (who both look our age) start talking to him.

I snap out of it and focus once I hear the starting bell.

I look back at my opponent, Russel.

Who set this fight up?

Before we can even start fighting down in the ring, they weigh you to get your weight so it would at least be fair in a fight.

But whoever set this one up, obviously didn't get the memo.

Russel was at least 200 more pounds than I was!

You can tell just by looking at us!

He swings left as I duck right before he just me.

I need to get my head in the game.

So that's what I do. I close my eyes for a split second and it's like a new soul is taking over my body.

As he swings left again, I duck and come back up just as fast and hit him with my right.

He stumbles back but quickly finds his balance. He looks a bit more angry then he did before we started.

Probably because he just got hit by a girl.

He comes stomping towards me faster but everyone knows that when fighting, you have to be light on your feet.

He once again try's with his left but like last time, I duck and hit him with my right. But harder.

This time he doesn't stumble, instead he brings his right foot up and kicks me in the stomach, knocking the breath out of me and making me almost collapse on the ground.

Almost.

To bad for him I didn't.

Russel brings up his left foot this time and try's kicking me harder, but before he can, I grab his foot and make him fall to the ground by pulling it up more, making him lose his balance.

I quickly straddle him and start punching him repeatedly.

Left, right, left, right.

Is all that is chanting in my head.

Before I can realize it, he grabs both my wrist in one hand and punches me square in the face.

Immediately making me fly off him and to hit the ground with a hard impact.

That's definitely gonna leave a bruise.

He comes over and picks me up before I can get up and throws me to the other side of the ring.

"Who are you?" I question.

He doesn't reply, instead he kicks me in the stomach.

"Anddddd his name is John Cena!" I chant.

He just looks at me as if I were crazy. I take that moment to get up.

Once I do it's already to late for him to stop me.

I kick him in the balls and as he falls clutching them, I uppercut him twice.

While he's in the ground, I kick him twice before straddling him once more, and once again I punch him repeatedly, but this time, he can't stop me, or well he doesn't try.

At one point, I'm being pulled off him. I quickly turn around to see the ref.

"If I were to let you continue punching him, you would of killed him."

"Oh, uh well thanks for pulling me off?" I thank him but it comes out more as a question.

"Ya whatever."

Wow, I think that was one of my best fights.

"And as you can see the winner is, Bryd!"

He grabs my arm and lifts it.

I just smile at the crowd. Holy cow patties, I just won 18 grand. Oh my god.

I was then escorted out of the ring and back to my dressing room where my brother Chance is waiting.

He looks up as he hears the door close and immediately smiles.

"That was amazing Kris!"

"I know right, I just won 18 grand!"

He wraps his arms around me and I start jumping excitedly.

Then a very bad pain shoots yo my body.

"Ow."

"Crap, Kristen your stomach."

I go to the mirror and stand in front of it.

Lifting my hoodie, surely enough, there's a humongous bruise, and it looked like it was only getting bigger with each passing second.

"We will have to see if you broke some ribs. That looks bad."

"I know, but hey, it was worth it!"

Just then the door opens and closed, shortly after that Logan appeared.

"Uhh, Hey." He waved with his right while his left was rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"I'll give you two a moment." Chance mumbles and leaves, leaving me with Logan.

"Hey."

"So... this is what you skipped our date for?"

I sighed, I knew he was gonna ask that! I told you guys!

"Logan, listen, yes I did say to make it tomorrow because of this but you have to understand, I need the money. You've seen where I live and you know that it isn't good. I've also seen you here, in the ring fighting as well!"

"Kristen, I do understand, just, I guess I was shocked it was you when you walked into the ring. That's all. And if I were fighting for 18 grand, then I would postpone any future date that I would've had."

"Thank you for understanding."

"No problem, but Uhh you took some hits there."

"No way!" I faked shocked.

He gave me a blank look.

"Ok, ok, I know. But you should've seen the other guy!"

"I did, dummy."

I giggled.

"Let's see." He gestured to my stomach area when I have him a confused look.

I lifted up my hoodie, immediately seeing the greenish yellowish bruise forming bigger than I thought.

It's an ugly colour and it won't get any better.

"That looks like shit." Logan commented.

I gave him a black look.

"No crap Sherlock."

"Isn't it, 'no shit Sherlock'?"

"It's is, but I don't swear."

"Oh what, the badass girl doesn't have a fowl mouth?"

"I mean, for a mommas boy who likes teddies and bunnies of all sorts, like you, has a bad mouth."

"Touché."

I didn't want to leave.

Or more like leave him. Uhh but I'm so tired and I have to patch myself up.

"I should Uhh, probably go. Kinda tired."

"Oh right, same. But I'll see you tomorrow, ya?"

I nodded my head in a confirming manor. He walks up next to me and kisses my check before walking out the door.

Leaving me, with a big fat goofy smile on my face, blushing harder than a tomato.

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