Carson's POVOne thing I knew for sure. Oliver Ross is a guy who didn't do anything without a reason. The fact that he talked to Kayla, I knew he was trying to tell me something and I had no choice but to answer. He wanted to get to me and it worked.He was giving me a warning, letting me know that he knows her and can get her involved at any time. I feel myself getting angry again at the thought. The fact that he had the idea of using her to get to me made me want to punch him in the face. Punch him in the face so hard, he'd regret ever approaching Kayla.So, after careful consideration, I knew I had to fight him. I really had no interest in that but to keep Kayla out of his way, I'll do it. I'll do anything to keep her safe. Oliver was not a nice person and I knew what he was capable of. I'm not going to allow him to bring to action what he had planned in that twisted, psychotic head of his.So now, it was Friday evening and I was in my car driving to Larry's bar. Oliver would freq
Kayla's POV"I can't believe the break is up already," Jasmine said sighing heavily. It was currently Sunday night and she was on her bed laying on her stomach. Her head was rested on her folded arm and her foot was in the air. I was sitting on my bed with my back against the wall."I can't believe either," I replied. The week flew by really fast and now we were scheduled to go back to classes tomorrow.Jasmine and I were quiet for a while before she said. "At least we have the sorority's charity event and ball to look forward to.""Oh yeah, I forgot about that. It's this Saturday, right?""Yes. I'm actually looking forward to it. I hope we raise more funds than last year.""Me too." I replied, nodding my head in agreement. Every year, all the sororities would come together and put on a charity event, where we would sell different things or offer services to raise money for charity. It was a very big event where we would have a large turnout of people who gave us their full support. E
Saturday came and I was currently at Carson's apartment. I have been here since morning just hanging out with him and now I was sitting on his bed watching him as he got ready for his fighting match. It was now two o'clock, but he was getting ready early because he was going to meet up with his friends before they leave for the fighting arena.As Carson put his shirt on, he looked at me. "Would you be here when I get back?" He asked.I shook my head. "I have to get back to the dorms to get ready." I reminded him."Oh, the charity event is today right?" He asked and I nodded. "I'm really sorry that I won't be able to go with you." He added regretfully.I stood up from the bed and walked over to him and fixed his shirt collar. "Carson, it's okay. I know you would go if you could. Don't worry about it." I said honestly.Carson smiled at me, but my mind wasn't even on the charity event right now. Right now, my mind was on him and his fight. I was really worried about him and I know for su
Carson's POVThis place that Oliver had told me about was an old abandoned building on a backstreet of New York. People rarely go on this side of town because of dangerous activities that take place here. The building was not big but it was bigger than the place where I used to fight back home.I also noticed that the crowd was twice as large as I squeezed my way through the crowded stadium. The place was full of people talking and shouting loudly. I continue to make my way to a room that was set up for fighters to change.When I entered the room, I put my bag on a bench and changed as I only had fifteen minutes before I go on. When I was done changing, I sat down on the bench to wait. Suddenly, I heard the door opened and I turned around to see Oliver walking in. He noticed me and walked towards me."Well, I really didn't expect you to show." He remarked."If this is going to get you out of my life, then I want to get it over with."He smirked. "Feeling confident, are we?" Not in the
I kept my word and the following day, I was at Carson's apartment. We spent the entire day together enjoying each others' company and during that time, he had enlightened me on his match yesterday. I must admit, it sounded like it was an incredibly tough match.As the evening drew to a close, I gave Carson a massage as he had said that his muscles were sore from the fight. Now, it after six and I was lying on the couch with Carson's head on my lap. I was well aware that it was time for me to leave and get back to the dorms, but I wanted to stay here with Carson for a while longer."Your birthday is in three weeks, have anything special in mind that you want?" Carson asked breaking our comfortable silence."I've never really thought about it, but honestly there isn't anything that I want," I answered absently running my hands through his hair."Okay then. I'll just make it a surprise.""I love that idea." I agreed. We lapse into a comfortable silence again, until I break it. "I really
I felt numb.The chatter of the nurses and the doctors as they pass by me was distanced. The familiar beeping of hospital equipment, the ringing of telephones and the monotonous voices on intercoms were all drowned out. The scene around me was in slow motion and everything and everyone was a blur. All I could focus on and think about right now was Carson.The beating...The blood...The fast movements of the paramedics as they tried to keep him stable...His lifeless body...I closed my eyes tight as my hands, my feet; my entire body started to tremble again. I wrap my arms around my body as I began to feel cold. "Are you alright?" Jasmine, who was sitting beside me asked. I didn't turn to look at her, but I could sense the concern in her voice. I nodded my head mechanically as I know I wasn't able to speak. Jasmine wraps her arm around me and gave me a comforting hug. "Don't worry. Carson will be okay." I nodded my head again. I hope she was right.I've been at the hospital for an h
When Carson's parents came back from his room, they told me that I could see him now. They then continued their conversation with Carson's doctor.I got up from my seat and turn to look at Jasmine and the guys. They indicated that I should go ahead. I nod my head at them and walked in the direction of Carson's room. When I reached the doorway, I looked in to see him sitting up in his bed. He looked in my direction and smiled at me. All emotions rushed to the forefront once again and the next thing I know, I hurried over to his bedside and fling my arms around him."Carson." I whispered as I buried my head in his shoulders. I felt him wrapped his arms tightly around me. "I was so scared."We stayed like that for a long while before he pulled back to look at me. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" He asked scanning my face intently.I shook my head and smiled a bit. "I'm the one that should be asking you that." I replied as I sat on the bed, "I'm okay. He didn't hurt me. I'm worried about
Carson's POVA week later, the next monday, I was doing much better and I was finally ready to go back to school. Mom came by my apartment early this morning to let me know that she and Dad were leaving to go back to Chicago in three hours. They both had stayed at an hotel for the entire week that I was recuperating. They told me that they had no intention of leaving until they were sure I was okay. Even though I told them I was feeling much better, there was no way I could talk them into leaving.Mom has been here now for about half an hour fussing over me and repeatedly asking how I was feeling. Finally, convinced that I was alright, she took up her bag to leave. As she did so, she noticed that I was gathering my books to put into my bag so she asked. "You're going to class today?""Yes, I've already missed one week of classes." I answered. Even though, for the entire week, I've been getting all my class notes from one of my classmates and keeping up with my assignment right here i