Chapter 7
I had to grin and bear it, but that doesn’t mean it was fun, however.
I continued to get harassed by these girls, unable to stand up for myself. I could feel my own desire to stand up for myself starting to dwindle. While I did fire back at them whenever they would make little quips, I sometimes I would feel a little bit off-put by the way they would respond to me, and I’d be unable to say anything back.
One night, as I was heading back to the dorm, I went to my shower bag, grasping it and holding it. As I picked through my pack, I noticed something…fuzzy in there.
I pulled it out, immediately screaming on instinct. It was a dead rat! What the fuck.
I grabbed it, and cringed. I needed to get rid of this. The best way to do this was to toss it in the biohazard receptacles. I didn’t want to see this shit in the dorm, that’s for sure.
“Hey, I have to go downstairs for a minute. And then I’ll hit the showers,” I said.
“Fine,” JJ said. She barely spoke more than a word or so to me at this point, especially after the recent mess. I felt bad that we drifted apart, but that’s how it went sometimes.
I went outside, heading down the stairs and over to that area, when I noticed a group of people near the doorway. It was a small brown door, and I noticed that there was something in there. What was going on?
“What is this?” I asked one of them.
The guy completely ignored me, but opened the door.
I threw away the rat, walking back over. There were a couple of jeers from some of the kids that were there, but I noticed the stairs descending. At the very bottom was a small boxing ring, with attendees all cheering.
“What the heck is this?”
In front of me was Thorn and some random guy, both of them duking it out. I saw the sweat drip down his chest as he fought the other guy. It was a bloody fight, but after a few minutes, there was a sound of a referee counting to ten. When they did so, the crowd erupted into cheers.
Thorn continued the fight, when the other guy fell down. The referee came over, holding up Thorn’s hand.
“And the winner is Thorne! Our next match will be with Luca Vs. Sven from Lily’s Breath, the rival school!” one of the announcers said.
The crowd was going insane with those words. I felt my body move closer towards the ring, and I saw Luca look at me for a brief moment. But, instead of a look of hatred, it was something else. Something different. Was it arousal? I honestly didn’t even know.
I couldn’t believe this. There was an underground boxing ring down here. The next fight was between Luca and Sven, and I noticed that Sven stepped into the ring with a look of anticipation on his face. Luca then smiled, a devilish grin, and as he put the mouth guard in, I heard the dinging of the bells, and soon, the referee spoke.
“Challengers are you ready?” he asked.
They both nodded, and I watched with extreme shock and arousal as Luca immediately lunged at Sven. The first attack was a jab at his side, causing the sound of a groan to escape his mouth. I couldn’t stop watching as Luca did this, both amazed, and a little bit scared honestly, by the time Luca was done with this guy, he was a bloodied mess.
It was both amazing to watch, but also completely terrifying. I mean, I knew Luca was strong, especially given his pedigree, but he also, along with being strong, had an air of fear attached to him.
The crowd began to leave, and after the gaggle of girls cried out about how good and how hot Luca was beating that man down, they jeered at me and then ran away. I was used to it by now, and then, after a brief moment, Luca and I were facing one another.
The tensions between us were only rising. He looked at me with a devious smile.
“Fancy seeing you here,” he said.
“Yeah well, your little friends left me a present in my shower bag, so I had to dispose of it. Then I heard about this,” I said with a purr.
I mean, I didn’t know if flirting with the enemy was the smartest choice, but Luca seemed pleased with the words.
“Yeah, this is my boxing ring. I both run it, and fight in it sometimes. That was some punk wo owed me money. Guess he won’t forget that,” he said.
I looked at him, suddenly noticing the scar on his chest. It was in the shape of a diamond. Suddenly, instinctively I moved my hand out, moving straight towards the diamond and touching it. Luca flinched, and then spoke.
“Watch it. Warn someone before you touch them,” he said.
“S-sorry, I just noticed it,” I told him.
“Well, I’m smart enough to not let sluts touch me,” he sneered.
I glared at him. I mean, he was the one who was caught behind the theater fucking some girl.
“I mean, that’s a little ironic coming from you,” I said.
“What, you’re saying you’re not a slut? You sure love flirting with Phoenix and that Dane fucker,” he said.
“I mean, calling that flirting is a stretch,” I said.
“Whatever, you’re still a slut to me,” he said.
I felt like he was teasing me
