Hit for hit.

Blow for blow.

It was getting repetitive and I needed to knock him out.

"When he's about to send a hit, duck. Take your right foot and put it behind his leg to knock him on the floor."

Those words from Dre kept replaying through my head. When he was about to send his hit, I ducked and planted my foot. I sent a blow to his face causing him to fall back on my leg. I got on top of him sending hits until the ref pulled me off. I looked down at the dude and he was not getting back up after that.

And that twenty grand was mine.

**

"Here's your money kid." The boss said dropping off a duffle. I opened it making sure I wasn't getting fucked over. "It's all there, I ain't grimy." He said. "You never know." I grabbed the rest of my stuff and walked out to my car.

"Aye."

I turned around seeing the guy I fought with two of his friends. "You need something?" I asked. "Yeah, my fucking money." He said making me laugh. "You lost the fight. This my money fam."

"I don't think so. That little move you did, was a bitch move."

"Bitch move or not I won the fight. Now get the fuck away from my car." I said. Before I could get in the car, all three of them started jumping me. Kicking, punching, all that shit.

"Like I said, this my money."

"Drop the bag bitch." I heard a voice say. I looked up seeing Dre holding a gun to the back of his head. "This yo security or something?" The dude asked laughing a little. "I'll blow yo shit back. Drop the fucking bag." Dre said. "Don't let me see you around." He said dropping the bag and walking off. "You good?" Dre asked helping me up. "I'm fine. I'm going home."

"I'll follow you there. Make sure you don't get into no more shit."

**

"You didn't have to come in." I said to Dre as I sat on my couch. "You look like you need a hospital." He said. "I don't. Now I need to be heading back out. It's another fight that I got to make it to so I can win this last amount of money."

"I'm not letting you go nowhere."

"Nigga you ain't my dad." I scoffed. "But I'm still yo family. And I care about you. I didn't think the fights would get this far but you just got jumped. They could have killed you Zay." He said.

"But they didn't."

"But the could've. You done took a lot of blows to your body the past two weeks and that shit not healthy. Especially in your condition after the shooting. You need to calm down." He said. "I'll calm down when my auntie ain't laying on her death bed no more." I said. "You're wasting your time Isaiah."

"No I just care about her."

"And so do I! Which is why I'm getting these last few moments with her. You heard what the fuck the doctor said. She's not looking good."

"But he also said she could get the surgery as soon as possible. If I win the rest of this money tonight then they can be prepping her for surgery tomorrow."

"IF! THATS THE KEY WORD!" He yelled. "You could lose this fight and my mom is going to be gone. And you would have lost all this time with her because you worried about some fuck ass money. It's over Zay, let it go." He said. Before I could say anything else, my doorbell rung. I opened the door seeing Keaunte, Deja, and Jessica.

"What the fuck happened to your face!" Deja yelled as they walked in. "His ass got jumped."

"Oh hell nah! Let me know who it was and I'm on they ass!" Keaunte yelled. "Can y'all chill out please." I said. "It's because you were fighting weren't you?" Jessica asked. "I told you to stop doing that before you got hurt and now look at you." She said shaking her head. "Look I don't want another lecture aight. I need this money and I'm going to get it." I said trying to push past them but they all stepped in front of me.

"You're not going anywhere. Plus, you don't need that money anymore." Jessica said. "What are you talking about?" I looked down at the bag she was holding in her hand. "We've been raising money for your Aunt. With what you already made, it's enough for her to get her surgery." She said. "When did y'all have the time to do this?" I asked. "We made time. Now we don't want to hear no bullshit so take the money." Keaunte said. "Y'all didn't have to do that, I could have gotten the money myself."

"Isaiah shut the fuck up and take the money." Deja said handing me the money.

"Thank y'all so much."

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