Page 10 of Chance

"Shit, bro, I’m sorry. Did she say why?" I ask. I knew things weren’t good between them recently, not from the sound of the fights I’ve overheard at least.

"Lily said she loves someone else and wants to be with him. Fuck it, I’m glad I don't love her, but I still want to find out who it is and kick the living shit out of them."He clenches his beer so tight in his hand, I’m surprised it doesn’t smash.

"Damn. She isn't worth it," I say, patting his back, and I know she really isn't.

Elliot doesn't love her, and I’m glad he actually knows that. I know she was more of a distraction from who he really wants. I glance at my brother and wonder if he would ever do or say anything to her, but I know how he feels about Allie. Allie is Izzy’s best friend, and she used to be Maisy’s, too. I have to admit, she is stunning and kind of crazy, but I wouldn’t ever touch her. Shit, most guys I know wouldn’t, in case Elliot finds out. I know she feels the same way, but the two of them are equally stubborn. The tension in the room is unreal whenever they have to be around one another.

"Yeah, I'm moving on." He nods in the direction of an attractive red-head and blonde dancing together on the dance floor. I don't think it's a good idea for him to use those girls, but, fuck, I did the same. How can I judge him for being me a week ago?

"All right," is all I say.

Elliot only glances at me briefly before leaving to go over to the girls. He dances with them both for a little while before he whispers something into the blonde’s ear and pulls the red-head to his other side as he then whispers something to her. It takes him maybe one minute of whispering before they both nod, and he walks to the back with them.

A few girls try to speak to me but give up as I ignore them or move out of their way.

My phone goes off, and I excitedly pull it out only to see Blake’s name. I wanted it to be Maisy so fucking bad that it’s sad, but Blake is my best friend. We may have had problems with him secretly dating my sister and them both hiding it for over a month, and it took me a while but I know he loves her and wouldn't hurt her. Even I had to agree that he would be good for her.

Blake: Sorry I couldn't come and see you today dude. If you need anything, let me know. It will be all right and tell Luke good luck.

Me: no problem and thanks. I have no idea what I'm doing right now and May fucking hates me bro.

Blake: she can't and she will forgive you if you explain.

Me: yeah, I’ll have to get her to listen first. She’s just as stubborn as I remember

What I don't say is it turns me on more than anything when she is like that; my angry, stubborn Maisy. Just the thought of her pouty lips when she doesn’t get her own way goes straight to my cock.

My phone vibrates again, and I swear my heart stops at the sight of her name. How bloody desperate do I sound? Even to myself?

May: I'm all right and the baby too. He has been kicking lots today. Maybe he will kick at the scan and you can feel. They were fine x

She sent a kiss at the end, and I hold in the urge to do a fist pump into the air. I believe it’s progress. The idea of feeling my baby move inside the woman I love, there are no words to describe how amazing that would be. I quickly reply.

Me: I'm happy you both are good. I haven't stopped thinking about you both all day. I hope so too and can I see you tomorrow? I finish uni at one x

May: I'm at work six-three, but I could meet you somewhere after X

Me: can I take you to mine? I can order food and I want you to meet someone x

I know she will love Izzy if she agrees to come over. I can just imagine Izzy’s excited face at meeting Maisy. I oddly want to show Maisy off to my family.

May: I'm not sure and who? X

Me: Please? And someone important to me x

May: Ok, see you tomorrow but I'm off to sleep. Being pregnant is hard x

Me: I wish I could help more x

May: I know. See you later Sebastian, and have a good night x

Me: sweet dreams, my May x

I know she won't reply as that's what I always said to her before she fell asleep in my arms. I miss her so much it fucking hurts at times. I rub my chest to get rid of any feelings and look back at the bar.

The buzzer goes off indicating the fight is starting, and I turn in my seat to see Luke walk into the fighting cage. This reminds me of that night, the one I lost Maisy. I shake my head clear of my thoughts and focus on the fight. The other guy is a young, Chinese man, and he looks as slow as I have heard. I also heard he throws weak punches, so Luke shouldn't have too many problems.

The crowd cheers loudly as most of them make their way to stand around the cage, and soon the sound of, "King, King, King," is shouted as it always is. I don’t understand their love of watching these fights, its fucking brutal and rough. Most of the time, the opponents walk away alive, but there are those times I try to forget. I hate to fucking admit it, but I know some of mine are losing their lives on life support in hospitals somewhere. I shudder as I remember each of their faces. I hate fucking fighting like this, and it’s never a fair fight. We are always more trained and faster than whomever they put in with us. To our boss, it’s a fucking game, and we are his knights knocking down his pawns.

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