Stuck between two bad boys

DEVIN’S POV

The crowd this night seems more than every other night which means my money would be much. For them to come, more than half of them would bet for me to win, in that case I have to make beating my opponent badly a priority.

After staring at his face for sometime, I couldn’t recall if I have fought with him before. Everything about him seems strange even his tattoo.

which writes “gone so soon” on his left chest?!

Sometimes I wonder what ladies sees in tattoos that makes them go gaga when ever I climb the stage. Someone just threw a pant over my shoulder and I know what she wants. That would have to be later as usual, right now, I need to break his ribs.

Walking round the stage, I monitored my opponent’s first move. If he knocks me down I would likely lose 3000$ tonight. Normally I have confidence in myself but tonight, I don’t really feel like fighting. It’s just I need the money, my rents is due, I need to go to the grocery store, and my school fees can’t pay itself.

Just walking round is making me get bored and I want to end the fight quickly. I moved closer to my opponent, dodge his first blows and grabbed his neck.

My head connected with his hard sending him to the floor but as the fight was still fresh, he got up again. Still waving his punches, I punched him in the face thrice without giving him a space to fight back, I threw him to the ground.

As I did expect, he didn’t get up immediately. He rolled over with his hands over his broken and bleeding nose. I waited for me to get up so I don’t get to make the fight too short and disappoint my fans.

Immediately he stood up, he spat close to my feet. It was the mixture of saliva and blood and that was when I noticed I had broken his lips too. He spat close to my feet again and yelled, this time I know I have pissed him up and the next thing is for him to bring out any of his hidden weapons.

I could hear the crowd cheering me, calling ‘the Devil’ even when I have told the countless times to call me just Devin. As I had expected, he brought out a very small dagger from his waistband, it was very small that I think I might be the only one seeing it. Since I prefer to fight shirt less, his eyes were roaming over my body staring at the previous scars I have gotten from fighting.

Widely like a wounded lion, he began to move his hand around my lower abdomen. I kept dodging, I would not want to get a new scar much more staying longer here. He brought out another small dagger making it two.

I know my opponents attack me with things but no one has done that with two daggers. This person doesn’t look like he wants to fight me, he wants to kill me. I became more careful, evading all his attack until I was able to kick the dagger out of one of his hand.

Suddenly, a fan removed her blouse and threw it to me. The smile on her face was priceless and even when I stare at her in confusion and wonder what to do with her clothes. It then occur to me that I can use it for situations like this.

With the two edge if the cloth rolled on my palms, I watched out for his next attack. My opponent moved to his side then I caught glimpse of something, I saw Emilia staring at me from the front line of the crowd.

My heart stopped for few seconds as I noticed the another person forcing himself to the crowds towards her. It was Xavier her step brother, rushing towards her even when it seems like he won’t be able to make it.

Had Xavier decided to bring Emily here like before? Had he chose to get back at him for calling him brother earlier today?

My heart went blank, roaming around in confusion until I noticed Emily’s eyes widened and her small palms covered her mouth. Before I could think of what must have made her do like that, I felt a stinging pain in my left arm.

Without bothering to remove the dagger in my arm, I quickly gave my opponent an upper cut. I punched his jaw and mouth upwards together. Before he could maintain his balance, I grabbed him and began to rain series of punches on his neck and face.

Even when he fell to the floor, I didn’t stop, I held his neck tight and kept punching his face. His blood stain my face, bare chest and fist and all that kept coming to my mind was to kill him.

I pulled the dagger from my wrist and and aimed at him, the crowd’s cheering increased and I know they are waiting for me to stab him but someone special was watching. With my other hand wrapped around my opponent’s neck, I looked into the crowd to see Emily staring at me in disbelief.

With the way I look, I am sure that I look like a monster, or a serial killer. Her eyes were wide open as she hugged herself and began to move back gently until someone harshly pulled her arm into the crowd.

I looked well to see her struggling with Xavier while he still pull her out. Seeing that she would make it difficult for him, Xavier threw Emily over his shoulder.

I need to get off the stage immediately. I need to explain something to Emily but even as at that, what can be the possible reason that would make me best up a human being till plump.

Even though he stabbed me first, it isn’t enough to convince Emily with what Xavier must have told her.

“And our winner for today’s game” I looked down to see my opponent looking dead “Isssss Theeeee DEVILLLLLLLL”

Even with the high cheering of the crowds and ladies throwing their underwear at me, the only thing that keeps coming to my mind was to get off the stage.

I ignored the autograph section and ran to the back stage and as I did expect, I got 3500$ immediately. I took off immediately to get to the entrance of the arena only to meet a cab driving away.

“Damn!!!!!!” I yelled.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

This can’t be happening again. Not again! Not just again!!!