She is a badass

Chapter 2

I walk into the dining room and clear my throat when I see my parents are kissing by the dining table.

“Seriously? We are going to eat here.” I say dramatically and they just chuckle. “My innocent eyes.” I say and cover my eyes with my hands playfully.

“You are not five years old anymore, Rylee.” Dad says with a smile. “But fine, I won’t let you kiss your boyfriend either when you will have one.” He says challengingly and I just gape at him. He doesn’t mean that, does he?

“Stop it and sit down.” Mom says to dad who bow to her jokingly like a gentleman and sits down by the table. “Rylee, can you help me?” Mom asks and I nod and follow her into the kitchen.

“Sweetie, don’t tease your father with his age, please. He is depressed since he has some grey hair already.” She says with a smile and I chuckle.

“Okay mom, I won’t.” I say, I don’t want my dad to be depressed because of my teasing, he isn’t old anyway I just know this is the most touchy subject for him, but I will find something else to tease him with.

“Thanks, now grab the plates and set them up on the table.” She says and I follow her orders. I walk into the dining room and place the plates on the table. I look towards dad to see he is reading something on his phone.

“Dad? Are you balding?” I ask him with a fake frown. ‘Okay, just one last time.’ He looks at me with shock on his face and runs to the mirror by the front door to check if it’s true. I burst out laughing and he looks at me in disbelief.

“You...” he points at me with his finger and I stop laughing. I start to run in the opposite direction but I collide with a hard chest.

‘Ouch’ I rub my nose and look up at Matt who was on his way to the dining room when I ran into him. He is rubbing his chest too.

“Ha.... karma.” Dad says and sit back to the table with a smug expression on his face and I glare at him playfully.

“What did you do at this time sis?” Matt asks when he walks to the table to take a seat.

“Nothing” I smile at him innocently and walk back to the kitchen to help mom.

“You just promised me...” she says with a disappointed look, because I teased dad again, even though I just promise her that I won´t.

“This was the last one, I swear.” I say and smile at her. She just shakes her head with a smile. I love my parents, we always had a strong relationship and they are always worry about me too much. They are worry about Matt too, but more about me because as they said I am a girl and they almost lost me when mom was pregnant with me because of a crazy chick who had a crush on dad. That’s why they wanted us to learn fighting and I am grateful for them because fighting is my favourite hobby. Who I am kidding? Fighting is my life and I can’t imagine to live without it.

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*** Jayden’s POV ***

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“Aaaa...ugh...” I groan when a fist hit me right on my face. I straiten up fast and kick him on the side of his head and he fall to the ground with a loud thud. The judge start to count from ten and he stands up by five to continue the fight. We dance around the ring, I am waiting for him to come at me and after a few seconds he does. He moves his left hand to hit me but it was just a distraction and in the same time he lifts his right leg to kick me but I am faster and send him flying across the ring with a kick in his stomach. He hits his head pretty bad and stays down even when the judge reaches the 0.

“The winner is..... Black Skull” the judge announces and lifts my arm in the air. The audience go wild and they are chanting my nickname loudly like every time I am here. There is no one who could beat me in Bakersfield and I start to get bored of this place. I need to go back to Huntington Beach anyway since college starts again on Monday so I hope I will find a few worthy opponent there.

This will be my second year in college and I used to visit this place called ‘Hell’ where they hold the illegal fights. It’s an underground club with a ring in the middle, it’s a cool place and we like to hang out there with my friends.

“Skull... skull.” A boy comes up to me with admiration in his eyes when I am on my way to the changing room. I guess he is a son of a fighter because I don´t think this place is good for little boys like him. “Can you sign my T-shirts, please? I am your biggest fan.” He says and I smile at him and sign his T-shirts.

''There you go kiddo.'' I say and he almost faints from the happiness and I agree to take a selfie with him. It’s a nice feeling to see someone who admires you and make them happy with just a little gesture.

“Thank you so much.” He says and I patted his shoulder.

“No problem.” I say with a smile and walked into the changing room. I took a shower and washed away the blood from my knuckles.

I fight since I was 8 and I learned everything on the street while I tried to survive in this cruel world. I couldn’t count on anyone except my friends who joined me at college just to stay together and I am grateful for that. They are my only family and we always stand up for each other.

The door of the shower opens and I turn around to see Abigail is walking towards me with a seductive smile on her face. She wears a mini skirt with a short top and high heels. Her long black hair is up in a ponytail and her face is covered with a lot of makeup as always.

“What are you doing here?” I ask her in a hard tone with an annoyed expression and she flinches.

“What do you mean, don’t you remember our hot s*x in the shower after your every match?” She asks and place her manicured hand on my chest. The water is falling on her too, drenching her clothes, if you can call them like that, since they barely covered her body, but she doesn´t care.

“Abigail, it’s over, don’t you get it? Go and find and other i***t to have s*x with.” I tell her strictly and push her hand away but she doesn’t budge.

“I know you still want me, let’s have some fun like old times, no feelings attached.” She purrs into my ear and I shudder while feel my c**k starts to harden. ‘Sh*t, why I need to be a horny bastard and why I let her have an effect on me all the damn time?’ We broke up a few weeks ago because I caught her having s*x with one of the fighters in one of the stalls in the washroom of this place. We weren’t together more than two months so I don’t have feelings for her, but she was good in bed so I dated her. I didn’t know that she is a sl*t and open her legs for everyone with a d*ck. I met her here a few months ago, she was also fighting, but she stopped a few weeks ago because as she said ‘it’s a crime to ruin this face’. I think she is just here because of the guys, who knows how many she seduced already in this place, along with me.

She takes her top off and her naked breasts are free for my view. She knows that those are my weaknesses and my hands are itching to touch them. She then takes my hands and place them on her breasts and starts caressing my already hard member with her fingers.

“Just s*x and I don’t want to hear about you after that.” I say frustratedly and turn her around to blend her over before she can say anything. I lift her miniskirt up and she has no panties on like always. I grab my hard c**k and put it to her entrance ,push it into her without warning and she cries out. I pound into her mercilessly and she is moaning and whimpering loudly, the more she screams, the deeper I go. I am not an animal, I don’t want to cause her pain, but she is a sl*t and I know she enjoys it anyway.

When I finish I wash myself fast and leave her there without a word. ‘She deserves it and more.’ I walk to my locker to get dress. I hear the door of the changing room close as she left. ‘Good.’ I thought and pack my stuff to head home.

I get into my car, I have a black Mustang what I am quite proud of since I bought it with hardly earned money. I do illegal fights since I was fourteen and it’s paying well as you can see. We live in an apartment with my friends, Liam, Oliver and Jordan what Liam’s father bought for Liam so we don’t need to pay rent luckily. Liam just asked us to fill up the refrigerator if it’s empty for p*****t because he likes food more than anything. We all go to the St. Francis college in Huntington Beach and we are all sophomores but Liam and I will need to attend a few classes with freshmen because we failed them last year. ‘Great isn’t it?’ Note the sarcasm... At least they didn´t make us reapet the whole school year thanks to Liam´s dad.

I park my car in the front of the building and head inside after I grab my backpack from the backseat. I open the door and I am greeted by loud music. The guys are sitting on the couch with teenage girls on their lap while they are drinking bear and laughing except Oliver who walks into the kitchen as soon as he sees me.

“Jay” Oliver calls out to me from the kitchen door and throws a bottle of beer towards me what I catch easily.

“Thanks man. I needed this.” I say with a tired sigh and sit on the armchair.

“Was the match that tiring?” He asks and everybody is waiting for my response curiously.

“Nah... KO in the first round, like usually.” I say with bored tone and they just nod. “I just didn’t sleep so good at night. I think I will just go and lay down.” I say and stand up to go to my room.

“Hey Jay, do you want company?” Liam asks and wriggles his eyebrows and Jordan burst out laughing like he never heard a better joke before. I look at the girls briefly then back at Liam.

“Nah, I am good man.” I say while I shake my head with a half smile. See? I told you they are the best friends I could ever ask for, I just came home, beer in my hand in a second and a girl in my bed if I want to.