Fight For You

Chapter Twenty Seven - Second Fights and Mystery Women

"On the right comes Lucas Miller with that familiar stone cold face. He's 27 weighing in at 180 and is 6"3. His record consists of 38 wins and zero losses, with his training in mixed martial arts and jujitsu." Mark introduced.

"It looks like he's got his manager along with his brother there," Mark continued, "Real sad situation with his accident, Dan."

"Definitely. Well strap in, gents. We're in for a wild ride tonight." Dan laughed.

Kyle had stood up on his chair to whoop as loudly as he could next to me. I cheered as Lucas stood at the entrance of the ring and gave Miguel a clap on the back. He turned to Daniel and leant down to give him a tight squeeze before entering the ring.

His gaze turned to the crowd and seemed to scan it before landing on Kyle and I. He sent me a small smile and I waved encouragingly.

Kyle laughed and I turned to look at him before he brought his arm to his mouth to conceal the smile. "Popcorn stuck in my throat," he coughed.

Lucas' stoic face returned as he seemed to prepare for the fight. He began to shuffle on his feet, stretching his head from side to side. The referee went over the rules of the fight and Lucas and Aaron bumped fists before the bell rang.

"Miller acting quickly to get that first punch in. And another! Look at that determination, Dan."

"The Savage trying for his rebuttal with a swing, but missing and oh! Miller getting in a body slam to the ground. He's punching and Huang is trying to get out of the hold he has him in."

I watched as Lucas pinned Aaron to the ground and began to deliver a round of punches, almost mechanically. Huang looped his leg around Lucas's body and attempted to twist around, failing to do so.

"Huang getting in a good shot to the ribs there, Mark. That got Miller. Huang's found the weak spot and is using that to his advantage."

Aaron punched continuously into the spot on Lucas's ribs until it finally caused Lucas to release the hold he had on him and Aaron wriggled out of of his grip.

The bell rang and a woman walking around the ring in a slinky bikini indicated that round one was over.

Miguel charged into the ring and applied ice onto Lucas's ribs giving him water from a bottle and coaching him in his technique.

Kyle whistled, "It's nerve wracking to be on this end."

I shot him a weak smile. I couldn't really get any words out of my mouth with the amount of anxiety I had about Lucas fighting.

The bell rang and Lucas jumped up, stretching his arms in front of him. Huang was bleeding from the head and looked like he had a swollen eye, but he still looked confident.

"Miller surrounding Huang there, missing a punch. Huang jumps him! He's punching his way into his ribs. He's focused on the area, Dan."

"Mark, Miller better get out of that position before he breaks a rib."

Lucas twisted and kicked a leg high into the air, right across Huang's face. Huang stumbled back, seemingly dazed and Lucas used that moment to his advantage as he started beating down on Huang.

"Huang's looking a little worse for wear there, Dan."

"Look at that, he's tapping out! That calls it! Lucas Miller, winner of fight two! What a roller coaster."

Lucas jumped off of Huang as soon as he was declared the winner and stretched his arm out to pull him up, his chest heaving from exhaustion. The two of them exchanged a few friendly words and Lucas was pulled by the referee who lifted his arm into the air in victory.

Lucas jogged out of the ring and towards Daniel who was screaming at the top of his lungs and Miguel who raced to give him a hug.

"Ready to head back?" Kyle, who had been cheering, jumped up excitedly.

I followed his lead back to the locker. We opened the door to Lucas wiping his body down with a towel. Kyle barged in, "Bro, round two champion!" Kyle pulled Lucas into a tight hug.

"Thanks, man." Lucas muttered. His eyes dashed to mine and I felt the familiar feeling of  nervousness creep up in my stomach.

Just then, the door swung open, "Lucas, great fight!" Came the peppy voice. I turned to see a curvy woman approach Lucas and pull him in for a hug. Her long black hair reached to her hips and seemed to sway with her body as she moved. She wore a skin tight black dress that reached her thighs and seemed to compliment every curve on her body.

I felt a panic of disappointment hit me and I had to scold myself over it. You're his employee. You need to get over it.

So I plastered a smile onto my face and tried to get through the rest of the evening.