‘Hell was about to break loose’ was all I could think of while I power walked down the corridor to where the ring was, I was feeling so much pent up anger in me and it wanted out. I know a lot of people have said it’s not smart to fight when you're angry but I wasn't feeling particularly smart. I wouldn’t count on coming out of this fight unscathed. They said your focus tends to be blunt when you’re angry. Your ability to predict your opponent’s next move decreases when you're angry. It was probably stupid to still enter the ring, filled with anger knowing all this. But again, I wasn't feeling particularly smart that night. I was risking everything, risking my family’s and my friends’ safety, and for what? For the guy who basically rejected me for a traitorous two-faced bitch, who’s also my brother’s murderer’s accomplice. Well, fuck you, Adam. I was just arriving at the bottom o

I woke up early in the morning the next day and immediately washed up and used the spare toothbrush. I wasn’t in a particularly good mood considering what happened last night, but I tried to not to let it ruin my mood this early in the morning. I usually wouldn’t have bothered waking up so early but I simply couldn’t wait to leave as soon as I could. “Good morning,” I chirped to Jerry who was sipping on what I presumed was coffee. The smell that was wafting throughout the kitchen. He was eyeing the newspaper in his hand when I came in and his eyes briefly left the newspaper to look at me. He settled his mug on the kitchen counter and smiled at me. “Had a good rest?” He inquired mindlessly. I tried to make the strained smile into something that looked more genuine as I tried not to think about how I tossed and turned last night. The house was eerily quiet. It was understandable since it was only 6 and

Afterwards, Adam and I parted ways. I let him have the space he probably needed right now and rode back to my house to grab the things I needed for school. Should probably be pushed to the back of my mind with all these life and death situations popping left and right but my parents paid a hefty tuition fee. I might as well make the most of it while juggling the death threats as best as I could. Funnily enough, my pride might still get bruised if I saw a grade lower than an 80. I guess the nerd personality didn’t just wear off when high school ended. I had some notes to catch up on and to read over but I personally thought I was doing better than most would, considering my circumstances. I switched my bike with the car instead when I got home and tried to pack up a school bag as quick as possible to start my day on time. I tried to cover the bruises on my face with some concealer, but it turns out that a swollen eye was very difficult

“Hey, Case.” He greeted with a small smile as he shuffled on the spot where he stood. “You were great up there,” he sounded hesitant, as if he was unsure of whether or not it was the right thing to say. I smiled weakly at him, “Thanks.” I took my bag and hitched it on my shoulder, gritting my teeth as I started walking towards the door. I’ve always thought that the throbbing kind of pain was the most annoying one. “Here, let me help you with that,” Adam offered as he took my bag from me. Normally, I would’ve protested because I was annoyingly stubborn like that but with the state I was in, I didn’t have it in me to argue about something so insignificant. I had my keys in my hand and I clenched my hands into fist. The feel of the keys digging into my skin helped clear my mind from the immense pain I was feeling with every movement. I walked out with Adam through the back doo

“So tonight’s the night, huh?” I turned to face Adam at the sound of his voice. He was leaning on the door frame, hands in his pockets as he watched me. I was sitting on my bedroom floor, packing up some last few things into my duffel bag. “Yeah,” I sighed as I looked at the contents of my bag. My limbs weren’t as sore as it was the first few days after my fight with Cole and I was beyond grateful. I was counting on the adrenaline to numb the residual pain during the fight tonight. “Please be careful out there, Case,” He said in such a low voice that I barely heard him. I flashed him a weak smile. I wanted to be able to show some confidence and assure him that I was going to be okay after tonight but I honestly wasn’t that sure of myself. “I’m sure you’ll do great, Case.” Adam said after a second as he pushed himself off the doorframe and took two strides