King of Sunset Drive {BWWM}

The space betwen us

Dawns scolding face appears at the back of my mind and that makes me frown. Why her of all people, we had nothing in common outside of school and the fact that we were neighbors. I had a closer relationship with Phoebe than I ever did with that girl yet her sepia eyes hex me non stop. She interested me and I had no reason as to why this was case

For some reason I asked her to come watch me fight. I knew from the fall of her dolly lashes looking away as I mentioned the fight that she would be uncomfortable with anything related to The Barn.

Selfishly I didn't care.

I wanted this mouse there to watch me, not necessarily to scare her. But to show her..me.

What I do for my living
How I fight

When I'm in the ring is my true self. Or at least the self that I've become. The blood lusted beast that doesn't stop until his opponent is down and out completely.

I want to talk to her more. I want to know what accent she adopted, what does she eat and uncover what lays within. But I am not good with words. Fists do my talking and they speak well. I don't know if she would understand but I feel like if it was anything else, I would be lying to her

"I already am taking it seriously. It's everyone else that doesn't think my serious choices are good ones. That is difference"

Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe I would be scaring her too much..I wanted grab my head and sigh. I was so fucked up, thinking of taking girl to fight where there is the possibility of the my opponent dying at my hands.

But if it all was truly so sickening to her

She wouldn't have said "Okay"

Even though it wasn't direct answer, even though she snatched her bag from me and ran the short distance home alone. I stood there in a trance of some sort. Just imagining the short but powerful images I've mentally collected of her foreign beauty. Something that shined at school though she tried keeping to herself and Phoebe

The doctor sighs

"Well then lets talk about your father.." My toes curl at the memory

"What about him?" I almost spat with obvious distaste but tried to keep reserved.

"Does he still live in the town?"

I scoff with a shrug "Bastard has no money so I wouldn't be surprised If I see him living in one of Willows shelters" No one in my home respected that poor waste of human life. Just one time. Just once of him slapping Masha across her face was enough to kick him out of the house. With Aleksei and I preventing him entry it wasn't hard.

But what was even worse?

The way he eyed the innocent Ekaterina put goosebumps on skin. With only having sons and no longer in love with Masha, the sick pervert had his eyes set a someone else.

I took it upon myself to change the locks on door. I switched rooms with Ekaterina for extra safety, she didn't enjoy a room without windows so I decided to paint it pink as well as sacrificed my television to her for extra comfort.

When I got booked, I gave the savings to Masha and Aleksei to move permanently. Aleksei worked late days at the Bank and I wouldn't leave Masha and Ekaterina alone.