Page 59 of The Heavier The Chains…
It’s funny how many stages of heartbreak there are. First, you’re devastated. Second, you’re angry. Third, you vengeful and cling to your pride for survival. After that, it’s anybody’s guess, but eventually, you reach the shameful part of the process where you realize you’d take him back if he just apologized.
We always come to that point where you just want the love of your life back, the only difference is how long that feeling lasts and what’s stronger; your head or your heart.
For me, my heart was proving to be the stronger of the two because, here I was, at another underground makeshift arena, waiting on Talon’s fight.
I was here because I didn’t want anyone knowing we broke up. I was here because I worried something might happen to him. I was here because my love for him was stronger than my pride now that it no longer had hurt and anger backing it up.
I was here because I wasweak.
Alexandria thought I was here because true loved always prevailed.
Alexandria needed to get her head examined.
The music roared through the speakers and it was like déjà vu. Alex and I made our way to the edge of the ring, and people moved for us. With no one knowing that Talon dumped me, I was still given girlfriend privileges. I just hoped Talon wasn’t callous enough to humiliate me in front of everyone. I prayed he wasn’t, but I was willing to risk it, anyway.
I’m not sure what it would take for Talon to push me away for good, but right now I was still unsure about us, and I couldn’t walk away when there was still hope. Granted, it was a small grain of hope only, but I noticed how he couldn’t stop looking at me in class today.
I noticed.
Talon made his way into the ring and the cheers rang out and the noise tripled in sound. Everyone was cheering, and the excitement was contagious. The announcer made the introductions, and while Talon’s opponent looked to be a little bit bigger than he was, Talon seemed unconcerned. His eyes were trained on the guy and he looked completely in the zone.
Or, at least, I had thought he’d been.
Right before Talon went to meet in his opponent in the middle for the customary good luck, his head turned, and he pierced me with those hypnotizing blue eyes of his. The connection lasted all of two seconds, but Talon knew I was there. I just didn’t know if he knew I was there for him or not.
The bell rang, and I watched as this fight took on a completely different vibe. Talon’s last fight had been violent, but swift. Talon had teased the guy for only a couple of minutes before putting him out.
This?
This fight was something else, entirely.
I watched stunned as Talon let the guy hit him a couple of times; first a kidney shot, and then one to his chest. And when I say let him, I mean just that. Talon hadn’t blocked or ducked or anything. Something was off and everyone in the abandoned underground car garage knew it.
When the guy finally nailed Talon in the face, I couldn’t stop my eyes from watering. But just when I thought Talon was going to let this guy beat him to a bloody pulp, Talon-the Talon I first met in the school hallway-showed up. He ducked a swing and from there it was all Talon.
I watched as Talon locked the guy up in his left arm and started wailing on him with his right fist, not stopping between head shots and body shots. Talon was holding this poor guy prisoner as he rained down hit after hit on the guy.
Blood started flying everywhere, and the scene was becoming more brutal with each hit. I was certain Talon was going to kill him, and I wasn’t the only one.
I stood stunned as three guys-two of them being Lars and Hunter-jumped into the ring and pulled Talon off the guy. As soon as Talon unlocked his arm, the guy fell to a bloody heap on the mat and the crowd went wild.
Lars, Hunter, and some guy I didn’t know where all holding Talon back, while the other guy’s friends, I presumed, were dragging him back and out of the ring.
“Oh, my God, Kenzlee,” Alex yelled horrified as I felt. “I know they have a doctor on site here, but…but you don’t think Talon killed him, do you?”
I shook my head. I didn’t know. I really didn’t know. “Alex…I…” I didn’t know what I was trying to say. Suddenly, I felt like I didn’t belong here. I felt like we needed to leave. I felt…unwelcomed. I felt like I crossed a line being here after Talon had dumped me.
I felt scared.
“Alex, we need to go,” I yelled over the crowd. I grabbed her arm. “We need to go.”
Holding onto her arm, I turned and started pushing my way through the crowd with Alexandria behind me. It wasn’t until I lost my grip on her arm that I was forced to stop. I turned around and reached for her again when I was brought up short. Hunter Finley had Alexandria in his hold, and while she was struggling against him, he wasn’t letting up.
I raced towards her to help her, but my heroics came to a screeching halt when a hand latched onto my arm and yanked me roughly away from Alexandria. “Alex!”
“Kenzlee!” she shouted, but it was no use. She was being kidnapped again, and I knew from experience that there’s no way I could escape Talon’s hold. If there was anything that I did know, it was that I couldn’t escape Talon unless he freed me.
Too bad my heart didn’t want to be free of him.
