FIGHTER

The small girl took hold of her father's little finger, grasping it tightly and tugging it. The father looked down to see the girl splaying her arms wide with bit of a drool escaping her slightly open mouth. An action she often used to indicate that she wanted to be carried in her father’s arms.The father chuckled and giving a soft smile he picked her up and into his arms. The girl wrapped her legs around his waist and hooked her arms around his neck as her father cradled her into his arms. Finally adjusting themselves the duo started walking towards the ice-cream shop.As they started to cross the road, a terrifying scream pierced the air. The father whipped around to see a man pointing his gun at a woman who was bending down trying to shield her smaller son from the gun, the man demanding something from her.The father placed his daughter down,"Stay here, I will be right back" he instructed her with a small

Eira ran as fast as she could. Zigzaging through the tunnel with only panic on her mind she had no idea where she was going. Her mind had blanked out and all it had were ringing bells of warning. She had no idea where or how she was going to get out but she just kept running. She finally stopped running when she found that no one was following her and the bells ringing in her head had slowed down, letting some relief flow through her, the panic subsiding a bit .She heaved a sigh, taking in a long breath . Her nosey self had gotten her stuck into a problem that she didn't see a way out of.She walked forward her breathing still heavy from all the exercise— both physical and mental—she had just done.Her mind was trying to accept the fact that the prankster of your school was an underground fighter while simultaneously trying to find a way to to unsee or unheard what she saw.She wanted to scream out loud at her dumb self, but deciding that was

Eira got herself comfortable in the seat waiting for the class to start. She had noticed Sorin, who was fumbling with something behind the door of the classroom when she had entered.Eira had made sure to ignore him. After he had left last night all the anger that she had felt for him had vanished and it was replaced by a gnawing fear at the pit of her stomach.She were afraid of him knowing her past. A past that she was running away from and a past that still haunted her .Her mind had wandered as to how Sorin had came to know this.A small voice in her head somewhere whisperedHe's an underground fighter what if he knows him?But

"Let's do something. I am bored" Devika whined as she lay sprawled besides Eira on her bed. It had been two days since Eira had arrived at Bhatt's house to stay. Two days since her mom left and went to Miami. They both were currently in Devika's room trying to find something fun to do. "Jeez,Devika let me sleep" Eira mumbles as she buries her head back into the soft, plushy pillow. "Oi! Eira! get your lazy ass up right now" Devika shouts as she encircles the upper part of Eira's arm and pulls her up with all her might. Eira let out a groan as she was  practically hauled out of the bed by Devika.

"No, please leave me! I will do whatever you want me to do" Eira cried out as she tried to control the blood gushing out from her wounds."Do you think I will leave you just like that" a voice sneered."You think I would let your mother live?" his malicious voice continues as Eira desperately struggle."You are a useless piece of shit that just deserves to be beaten" and with that Eira feels a seering pain in her back as the handle of the belt lashes against her back."Noooooo, leave her please" comes the echoing voice of her mother.The next thing Eira knew is that a revolver is placed against her mother's forehead.