Let's Play

Jeremy's POV

I throw another punch at Junnev, but he evades it this time and rebounds with a sharp uppercut to my jaw, my head snaps to the side and I relish the stinging pain. I deliver swift jabs to his ribs and the sound of bone cracking echoes through the empty gym.

“Time out!” Malakai calls from outside the ring, and I disengage.

“You alright?” I ask him.

Junnev grunts from annoyance as he limps out of the gym’s boxing ring, holding a hand over his injured ribs.

“You snapped my jaw,” I reply dryly, feeling irate for some unknown reason.

I should've broken his hand or bashed his skull against the bloody ring

“I told you to go easy, Kila. Our first match of the season is tomorrow. How am I supposed to run over a hundred yards with a cracked rib?” Nev groans.

“You’ll be fine, just throw some ice over it with pain meds and you'll be good as new.” I snap my jaw back in place and floss the metallic taste of blood from my mouth with some water.

“Or better still, call your girl