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head was spinning like a tornado. Mason and Eva's mother in a single afternoon was too much for me to take. I could have deflected Mrs. Clark's attacks easily while staying calm, but when Mason came into the picture, I lost my control. I forgot the diplomacy I planned out. I wanted to act decent. I knew she was not in favor of me and Eva being in a relationship, but still I had some hopes.
    But everything went sideways. The moment I saw Mason with her, I knew something was happening between them. Damn, why the fuck was Mason there? What was he doing there? My head spun thinking about their meeting. I needed JD to think straight.
    The door cracked open when I applied extra force on it. My feet automatically moved towards the refrigerator. JD was there. But when I reached the refrigerator, I couldn't find it. Eva must have put it somewhere else. I needed a kick to think straight, I was losing my patience. I had to fight with someone. That was the only thing that could have helped me to think. People need coffee or some stimuli to think straight. I just need  a fight. When I fight, I get a better solution. And that is the best time for me to solve my issues. I need to fight with someone. I grabbed my gym bag and headed towards the club.
    ***
    "Hey, buddy, how are you?" My coach shouted from one ring, when he saw me.
    "Fine, Coach."
    "Wanna trade blows with this guy?" he said. He was coaching an amateur-looking boxer. I watched him moving around Coach. He wasn't the person I wanted to fight with. First, he lacked a boxer's body and then he lacked the moves.
    "Nope, go ahead." I replied and looked at the other ring. To my surprise, Mason was fighting with someone. I walked to the ring. Holding the ropes in my hands, I looked at Mason. Frustrated, I said, "Mason."
    He looked back at me for an instant and he lost his concentration. His opponent’s punch hit his face hard. He stumbled back on the ropes. With a quick jump, I grabbed him before he fell on the ropes. "Thanks, buddy." He balanced himself on his feet.
    "Buddy..." I repeated his words. I remembered my college days, when we used to be buddies, best friends."Up for a match?"
    "Now?" he asked, looking at me.
    "Yes, I’ll change and get back." I jumped down.
    ***
    We shook hands. Many people had gathered around. Everybody knew in the club that I didn't like Mason and we had never had a match between us. This was the first time I would be trading blows with him. The first time in five years.
    "I’m surprised." Mason punched my face, but I moved to my left and hit his chest with a quick cross. My punch forced him back, but he managed to stay calm.
    "Why, Mason? Why surprised?" I threw a straight kick at him, and he defended himself with his left hand.
    "You asked for a match after five years." He charged forward and threw a fast hook at me.
    "Come on, Mason. I was surprised to see you there. What game are you planning with Martha?" I saved myself with my right hand and pushed an upper cut through his hands and hit him on his chest.
    "I need to talk to you about Eva's mother."
    "Answer my question first." I jumped in the air and hit him with a semi-circular kick.
    He rolled on the ground to get away from me. He jumped back to his feet and charged towards me. He threw a two-hand punch on my chest, but I jumped to my right and saved myself.
    The bell rang, the first round was finished. I walked towards him and held his shoulder tightly. "What is this new game, Mason?"
    "No lie, Nathan, only truth."
    "Tell me Mason, I'm all ears."
    The referee rang the bell. We took our stance and started the next round. I could see people gossiping about our match. Surely, we didn't play up to the mark. I decided to go bully. I punched hard, targeting Mason’s face. He saved himself with one hand. I took the opportunity and  fired an uppercut, targeted between his face and hand. But he anticipated it and saved it with other hand and pushed me back. "You are good, Mason. I hadn't seen you