Page 11 of Chance

Elliot comes up next to me as he starts watching the fight, and I see Harley leaning against the cage near the door with his eyes glued on every move Luke makes. I can tell that if Luke makes even one mistake, Harley will show him how to correct it, but not like our father did.

Luke lets his opponent get three hits in, and I can tell from just watching how weak they are, they barely touch Luke’s skin, hardened from years of fighting. One to the ribs, one to the face, and one to his side before Luke grabs him so fast it’s hard to watch, flipping him over onto his back. Luke lands a nasty kick into his side, and I swear I can hear the ribs break from here. Luke isn’t stupid enough to hit him anymore, he will be a lucky bastard if he can breathe after a hit like that.

Luke knows he can't finish this too soon or it won't count for us. So he backs off while the Chinese guy gets up, holding his side, and they circle the cage facing each other. The other man is dripping sweat and is just barely standing.

The other guy eventually runs and tackles Luke using the last of his strength. I'm guessing he meant to push him to the ground, but Luke is far stronger than that, and, instead, Luke pushes him back and lands a hard punch to his face. Luke doesn’t waste time as he lands another hit, and one more final smack, before the other man collapses and the crowd goes wild. I don’t look at the man on the floor bleeding out as I know no one will help him. I watch as Luke looks down at him for a second. I know that look, and I recognise his grief over what he has to do.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I drink my beer, and Luke holds his hands up as the crowd cheers louder and the music blasts away again. Harley opens the cage, and Luke walks out of the cage, joining him. I grimace as the cage bouncers drag the other man out of the cage by his legs.

I watch the lights on the screen above the bar showing Luke’s win and that another fight will happen in one hour, and I want to be gone by then.

"I'm off, bro," I say to Elliot, and he nodsat me. I look him over thinking, if anything, he looks fucking worse after being with those girls.

I place my hand on his shoulder. "Are you doing okay, bro?"I ask as gently as I can after watching my younger brother fight and knowing I can’t do a fucking thing to stop it.

"I could ask you the same,"Elliot says darkly.

"We are both fucked up, right?" I ask with a short laugh.

"Yeah, but I know you will work it out with her."He looks away, hiding any emotions on his face.

"I hope so, and you will find someone much fucking better. A word of advice from your best brother, don't spend too much time with easy girls. I think I will regret it for a long time."

He looks at me for a long time before grunting and nodding with a small smirk at the ‘best brother’ comment.

I send some quick messages to Luke and Harley before leaving the fucking place. I sit in the car, quickly checking my messages, before I drive home, and I remember I have to text Izzy.

Me: Luke’s fight went well. Could you be at home tomorrow around three? Maisy is coming over and I want to introduce you x

Sis: Thank God, I’ve been so worried. I would love to! Allie knows she is here and will come too I bet.Is that all right? Xx

Me: If I say no, she will come anyway. So yes x

Sis: You know us too well, love you bro x

I smile at her text, and I can't wait for them to meet. Their personalities are so alike, and I guess that's why I got along with my sister so well when we first met.

As I head home in my car, knowing Luke will get a lift with someone, I can't help but grin at the thought of them meeting.

Chapter 3

Maisy

“Sebby, stop it.” I giggle as Sebastian tickles me in the back of his car. It’s my sixteenth birthday, and I know what I want from him. We have done everything but the one thing I want, and I know it’s because he doesn’t want to push me. I love him so much, I know it’s only him I want.

“How did this happen?” I frown, looking at his bruised-up face in the dim light from the street light.

“It’s nothing, my May,” he says, kissing my neck. I frown a little, remembering he hasn’t been in school for three days, but Elliot said he was fine. Sebastian did text me, but he has been acting strange since his dad passed away three months ago. I guess he must be grieving more than I thought, even if I know he didn’t care much for his dad. I sigh, getting drawn into Sebastian’s body as he pulls me closer, running his hands up my back.

“Seb, come back to mine tonight. My parents messaged me earlier that they are out-of-town,” I say, moving to kiss his neck and working up to his lips. Our lips meet, and the kiss deepens before he pulls away, as breathless as I am.

“It’s your birthday, where else would I want to be?” he says with a cheeky grin.

“No. I mean, well, I want you to stay over.” I blush, looking down at my lap. Seb lifts my chin with his fingers as he looks at me in a way that makes me wet in seconds.

“Tell me what you want, May.” He kisses me gently, making me breathless and unable to remember what I was going to say.

“Sleep with me tonight.” I sigh with my cheeks flaming red as he pulls away to look at me.

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