"Thanks for dropping me off," I slipped out of the passenger seat of Aiden's car.
"No problem. Be careful, yeah?" He nodded, a hint of concern on his face. This wasn't the safest place to be.
"I'll be fine." I assured him with a small smile before turning to go inside.
It had been a while since I'd been to one of Sebastian's matches and being back in the tense atmosphere was exhilarating. I squeezed past a few people to make it to the back entrance but there was a burly man blocking my way.
"Excuse me miss, you can't be back here." He crossed his arms and glared down at me.
"Oh, I'm actually with Sebastian O'Connor," I smiled politely, taking a step forward but the guy held out his hand.
"How many girls do you think I've heard that line from? Sorry, you're not getting through."
"Look, I'm his girlfriend, I need to see him before the match." I was already taking out my phone to text Bash to come let me in.
"Do you think I'm an idiot?" The man's laugh was cut off by Sebastian stepping through the door.
"Mr O'Connor," He nodded his head in respect.
"Hi babe," I deliberately over-exaggerated my greeting before pulling Sebastian's lips to mine. Bash's confusion was pretty obvious but I could practically feel him shrug and kiss me back eagerly. When I pulled away, he shot me a look that said 'what was that?' but I was more focused on the guard who's mouth had dropped open.
"I am so sorry, miss!" He immediately stepped aside.
"It's fine, honestly. I probably should've expected it but I didn't realise my boyfriend was quite so popular with the ladies," I let out a short laugh.
"Of course I'm popular with the ladies! That's how I got you, isn't it?" Bash spoke up, grinning at me as he slung an arm round my shoulders.
"Yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes, shrugging his arm off and going inside with a friendly nod to the guard as I did so.
"So, are you excited?" I pulled Sebastian down onto the couch when we entered his dressing room.
"Kinda. I'd really rather just stay here and make out with you though," A devilish smirk lit up his face.
"I'm sure you would." I raised my eyebrows but made no move to kiss him. Bash let out a groan and dropped his head into the crook of my neck.
"To be honest, I haven't really been on my game for the last few matches."
"Why not?" I gently lifted his head so I could see his face whilst we spoke.
"Well, for starters you haven't been coming and that hasn't helped," Sebastian shot me a pointed look while I glanced away guiltily. "And I've also been trying to control my anger more and then that means my fighting isn't as good."
"Okay, the way I see it," I sat up straighter, pulling my legs up and tucking them under me. "Anger can be a good thing. Fighting helps you release that anger and if you've still got some leftover, you can take it out on me. And in terms of me not being present at matches; that's definitely fixable."
"Please let me kiss you now," Sebastian's eyes were wide and filled with lust. I laughed, leaning over to kiss my boyfriend.
Instantly, Sebastian lifted me up by my hips, placing me on his lap so that I was straddling him. I entwined my fingers in his gorgeous dark hair whilst he gripped my waist tightly. Suddenly, I was lying on the couch, Sebastian hovering over me as he trailed kisses down my neck. I pulled his lips back to mine, enjoying the taste of him so much that I didn't notice someone entering the room.
"Okay, break it up ladies and gents!" Sean's cheerful voice filled my ears and I moved away from Sebastian, laughing.
"Dude! Can't you see I'm kind of busy?" Sebastian groaned, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"As much as it hurt me to stop... that, you need to go on in three minutes. So I suggest you sort your boner out before that," With a final wink, Sean was gone, leaving me in stitches at the embarrassed look on Sebastian's face.
"Here, let me help you with your bandages and hopefully your little problem will be sorted in time," I tried and failed to keep the amusement out of my voice as I grabbed the bandages and began to wrap up Sebastian's knuckles.
"You caused it, you fix it," He grinned, quickly pecking me on the lips.
"You wish," I snorted, finishing up the bandaging.
"Worth a try." Sebastian shrugged and started doing a bit of stretching. "Okay, you go get a good spot near the front and I'll see you out there."
"Will do. Have fun," I blew him a kiss and headed out towards the sound of the crowd.
I joined Sean at the front, chatting with him whilst we waited for the fighters to come out. When they did, the crowd erupted into a roar and, seeing as I hadn't heard it in a while, it gave me quite a shock. My adrenaline soared as I cheered for Sebastian when he walked out, grinning at me.
I'd never seen the opponent before but Sean assured me that he'd be no match for Sebastian. And he wasn't. The fighting was quick and the other guy was slow. Sebastian got in punches and kicks before he even knew what was happening. There was one point where he had Bash in a headlock but that was easily escaped from. My heart swelled with pride as I watched, my eyes focused on nothing else but the fight.
Then it was over; Sebastian's hand was raised in the air by someone and his opponent laid unconscious on the floor. As soon as the man let go of his arm, Sebastian jogged towards me, capturing my face in his hands and planting a quick kiss on my lips. I had forgotten about that little tradition of his and suddenly I felt jealousy creep into me as I thought about the other girls he'd been kissing whilst I hadn't attended his matches. But there wasn't any time to ask Sebastian about it as he was swamped by people congratulating him on his win. Eventually all the hype died down and we were able to leave the warehouse, planning to go back to mine for the night.
Except we were interrupted by Brandon.
"What the fuck are you doing with my girl?" He blocked our way, a furious glare on his face.
"I am not your girl," I spat back.
"Did I ask you?" Brandon growled quickly before refocusing his attention on Sebastian.
"Don't talk to Alexa like that." Sebastian commanded, his jaw locked with anger.
"I'll talk to the bitch however I like," Brandon sneered, glancing over at me for a brief second and allowing me to see the disgust in his eyes.
"I said-" Sebastian started to take a step forward but I stopped him.
"He's not worth it, Bash."
"Oh, does a girl control you now? How manly," Brandon taunted.
"Fuck off Brandon," I sighed, turning Sebastian and I away from him.
"I'm afraid I can't do that. I don't like it when people steal what's mine." Suddenly Brandon's voice was in my ear and a knife was pressed against my throat.
The cold metal of the blade made me all the more aware of what was currently happening. Behind me, I could feel Brandon's heartbeat as calm as ever whilst mine was wilding racing. I was terrified and the reciprocated look on Sebastian's face didn't help to relax me.
"Put the knife down, Brandon." Sebastian inched closer, his hands held in surrender.
"No. I'm going to teach you a lesson. How would you like it when Alexa here has a great big ugly scar on her face? Would you really go around showing her off to everyone?" Brandon moved the knife to my cheek, pressing just hard enough to draw blood but not cut me deeply. I winced with the pain but remained as still as possible.
"This isn't about Alexa, this is about you and me so why don't you let her go and we can talk, yeah?" Sebastian tried reasoning but Brandon just gripped the knife tighter.
"No. This is about Alexa. She's a lying whore who deserves this. Don't think I don't know about what the two of you were up to whilst we were together."
"I never cheated on you, I swear!" I managed to speak, my voice trembling.
"When will you stop lying?!" Brandon yelled, his hand grabbing my throat and beginning to squeeze.
I couldn't breathe and I was becoming dizzy. I struggled, the knife cutting into my cheek even more but I didn't care. I refused to let myself be killed by Brandon. Using the last of my strength, I brought my foot up, kicking him square in the groin. Instantly, he fell back, letting go of my throat but also dropping the knife. Not before it had made a slash on my chest though. I stumbled forwards, reaching for Sebastian and trying to get as far away from Brandon as possible. Bash pulled me into his arms, kicking the knife far away with his foot and began to check whether I was okay.
"Don't let Brandon get away," My voice was sore from my windpipe being crushed but Sebastian got the idea, pinning Brandon to the ground.
"Find Sean and tell him to call the police." Sebastian ordered and I nodded before quickly running into the warehouse.
"Hey - holy shit, Lex, what happened to your face?!" Sean bumped into me in one of the corridors.
"Brandon, come, call the police," My words didn't exactly make sense but I think Sean got the idea as he followed me, already on the phone.
When the police arrived, they quickly arrested Brandon and had a paramedic attend to my wounds. Apparently the one on my chest would leave a nasty scar but at that point, I didn't care. I was just happy to be alive.
After rounds of questioning, I was finally able to just sit with Sebastian and hug him. We drove back to my place and I fell asleep in his arms almost immediately.
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