Van’s POV--
“No. Stop behaving like a kid! You punch people, you fight in the ring and you do all the nasty things like breaking bones and bleeding people. Come on! Seriously? The King of the Ring, and scared of medicine?” She rolled her eyes and stood with her hands on her hips, like Mrs Summers, the principal I was always scared of!
“Kiara, it is nothing like that! I just don’t need the medicine!” I said shaking my head.
“Okay. Then let us go to the hospital and get you treated there!” She said in a dictating tone.
God I just want to push her right on the floor of the room and do all sorts of things to her, whenever she is mad!
“No. Absolutely not! Let’s go out and have burgers.” I said and got up from the chair. We are still in the stadium, sitting in the rest room. This one is sp
