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bathroom of all places. But my body—my body is still craving for that man to march back in here and finish what he started.
I right myself and make my way back through the crowd and hope no one notices that I am now wearing one less article of clothing. I really liked those panties. I begin feeling angry. How dare Parker think he can follow me out on my date, showing up in the bathroom to attack my senses like that! I’m not some bathroom slut or plaything he can do as he wishes with anytime he pleases.
“You okay babe?” Royce gives me a gentle hug and swipes a finger across my cheek. “Don’t worry about Kline; he’s going to be fine.” I feel so angry and guilty. My brother’s impending win is the last thing I am thinking about. “Besides if he doesn’t win, it looks like he has a whole entourage ready to make sure he is nursed back into shape.” Royce points in my brother’s direction on the other side of the ring, and he looks like he is having the time of his life surrounded by a group of scantily clad dressed women. Good thing Tiffany isn’t here.
My phone vibrates and at this point I could rip someone’s arm off I am so frustrated.
Parker: Feeling tense?
Me: Never better, my date and I are having an awesome time thanks to you getting me warmed up. xx
There take that Parker! I bet he doesn’t feel so sure of himself now. I don’t have any intention on sleeping with Royce tonight, but Parker doesn’t need to know that.
My phone buzzes again.
Parker: Don’t make me carry you out of here caveman style over my shoulder
Me: Fuck off
I know I am playing with fire, but he just makes me so angry. I turn my phone completely off, and focus all of my attention to the center of the ring as my brother takes his corner. I take all the hurt and anger I am feeling towards Parker and channel it to my brother and hope my emotions fuel his fire to drop his opponent like his last girlfriend— precisely and skillfully like a ninja. I hope Kline takes him down before the guy knows what’s hit him.
**
My brother’s face looks beaten to a bloody pulp, he is staggering inside the cage like a drunk. I turn my head and bury it into Royce’s chest as Kline drops down on one knee. I know they won’t stop the fight, that’s not how these guys operate. The chant starts out low and barely audible, but I can hear people cheering Kline on, “TNT!”
Royce strokes my back while tears roll down my cheeks; I can’t watch my brother’s demise. But then I hear the MC announce winning by TKO fighting out of the red corner, Kline ‘TNT’ Evans.
“He won.” I look up at Royce questioningly.
“Your brother just put up one hell of a fight. People are going to be talking about his comeback for weeks.” I kiss Royce on the mouth I am so excited. I don’t waste anytime leaving his side and running towards the entrance of the cage as my brother makes his exit.
“I am so proud of you!” He picks me up getting blood on my arms and on my dress but right now I don’t even care. My brother just kicked the shit out of that guy. I look at his opponent lying in the center of the ring as his trainer brings him to. “How…I missed…I couldn’t watch.”
“He had me sis, I didn’t know what I was going to do. I dropped down on my knee trying to catch my breath. I thought he was going to finish me, but I thought about you and mom. I couldn’t lose. I used everything I had in me. I swung myself around and landed a drop kick right square against his chin.”
I leave my brother to the crowd that is forming around him and find Royce leaning against the wall by the exit for me. “You need to get cleaned up. You can’t go into work looking like that.”
“Yeah, can we run by your place so I can freshen up? I have extra clothes in my bag.”
“Yeah, let’s go. It’s going to be a bitch to get out of this lot.”
Royce’s house hasn’t changed much since I was last here. It still looks like a frat
I right myself and make my way back through the crowd and hope no one notices that I am now wearing one less article of clothing. I really liked those panties. I begin feeling angry. How dare Parker think he can follow me out on my date, showing up in the bathroom to attack my senses like that! I’m not some bathroom slut or plaything he can do as he wishes with anytime he pleases.
“You okay babe?” Royce gives me a gentle hug and swipes a finger across my cheek. “Don’t worry about Kline; he’s going to be fine.” I feel so angry and guilty. My brother’s impending win is the last thing I am thinking about. “Besides if he doesn’t win, it looks like he has a whole entourage ready to make sure he is nursed back into shape.” Royce points in my brother’s direction on the other side of the ring, and he looks like he is having the time of his life surrounded by a group of scantily clad dressed women. Good thing Tiffany isn’t here.
My phone vibrates and at this point I could rip someone’s arm off I am so frustrated.
Parker: Feeling tense?
Me: Never better, my date and I are having an awesome time thanks to you getting me warmed up. xx
There take that Parker! I bet he doesn’t feel so sure of himself now. I don’t have any intention on sleeping with Royce tonight, but Parker doesn’t need to know that.
My phone buzzes again.
Parker: Don’t make me carry you out of here caveman style over my shoulder
Me: Fuck off
I know I am playing with fire, but he just makes me so angry. I turn my phone completely off, and focus all of my attention to the center of the ring as my brother takes his corner. I take all the hurt and anger I am feeling towards Parker and channel it to my brother and hope my emotions fuel his fire to drop his opponent like his last girlfriend— precisely and skillfully like a ninja. I hope Kline takes him down before the guy knows what’s hit him.
**
My brother’s face looks beaten to a bloody pulp, he is staggering inside the cage like a drunk. I turn my head and bury it into Royce’s chest as Kline drops down on one knee. I know they won’t stop the fight, that’s not how these guys operate. The chant starts out low and barely audible, but I can hear people cheering Kline on, “TNT!”
Royce strokes my back while tears roll down my cheeks; I can’t watch my brother’s demise. But then I hear the MC announce winning by TKO fighting out of the red corner, Kline ‘TNT’ Evans.
“He won.” I look up at Royce questioningly.
“Your brother just put up one hell of a fight. People are going to be talking about his comeback for weeks.” I kiss Royce on the mouth I am so excited. I don’t waste anytime leaving his side and running towards the entrance of the cage as my brother makes his exit.
“I am so proud of you!” He picks me up getting blood on my arms and on my dress but right now I don’t even care. My brother just kicked the shit out of that guy. I look at his opponent lying in the center of the ring as his trainer brings him to. “How…I missed…I couldn’t watch.”
“He had me sis, I didn’t know what I was going to do. I dropped down on my knee trying to catch my breath. I thought he was going to finish me, but I thought about you and mom. I couldn’t lose. I used everything I had in me. I swung myself around and landed a drop kick right square against his chin.”
I leave my brother to the crowd that is forming around him and find Royce leaning against the wall by the exit for me. “You need to get cleaned up. You can’t go into work looking like that.”
“Yeah, can we run by your place so I can freshen up? I have extra clothes in my bag.”
“Yeah, let’s go. It’s going to be a bitch to get out of this lot.”
Royce’s house hasn’t changed much since I was last here. It still looks like a frat
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