Lola
After what happened between me and Sam I left her house, but not before taking care of what she caused. Obviously by taking a cold shower and nothing else.
I was driving back home that is about a three hour drive from here, I had to be home everyday for my sister. She's very sick and I promised I'll come see her whenever I'm done with my day.
It was very late and I was sure she was going to be asleep just like every other time. I usually wake her up and make her something warm to drink, then I tuck her back in bed. Even though I have a super car I make sure to drive safely so I can reach my destination and see daisy. Eventually I reached my house and I parked the car in the garage.
The maid hurried to me to take my bags but I told her that I didn't have any in the car, I handed her the keys and she left to hang them with the rest of the car keys.
"Is he here?" I asked, from the face the maid just made I'm guessing he's back and this will be another long night.
"Thank you, you can go rest now." The maid nodded softly and made her way to her room, I walked upstairs to my room so I can change from Sam's clothes. She gave me another pair of shorts and a flannel to put on.
"You're late" I heard his voice just as I was about to open my room door, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before turning to look at him.
"I'm here now, no?" I said, this man who I used to call father has changed, he was a lovely guy, or maybe it was just a facade for when my mother was alive but then he changed completely, he was more abusive, not that he could do it now but I still can't fight back because my sister is still under his care.
"You have a fight at 2 and it's 1am" I gave him a confused look, he walked closer to where I was and stood in my face. His blonde greyish hair was slicked back, his beard was well brushed and taken care of and he was in his usual business suit.
"You said tonight's fight was cancelled" since the day he became abusive, when I was around 13 or 14, I secretly went and started training, learning how to fight and how to defend myself and my sister.
At some point he found out what I was doing and he wanted to punish me by throwing me in a cage fight and I almost killed the guy I was fighting, and that earned my father so much money since everyone bet on the other guy to win.
"Well things change, so get fuckin ready" He said and pushed passed me to his room.
Since that day, he forced me to fight men and gain him more money than he already has. And when I refuse he threatens to stop paying for my sister's treatment. His own daughter.
I leaned my head against the door and sighed, I put on clean boxers and changed into black short leggings and added sweats on top, I put bandaids on top of my nipple piercings and wore a tight sport's bra to avoid getting them hurt or worse, ripped. I grabbed a hoodie from my closet and went to Daisy's room.
She was sleeping in her bed cuddling her teddy bear, I walked closer to her and sat on the edge of the bed. I gently touched her cheek feeling how warm it was, I wish I could give her a better life, I wish I could help her but I'm helpless and trapped in this place, at this point I don't care what happens to me I just want her to be okay.
"Lola?" She said in a sleepy voice, she slowly sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.
"It's me sweetie" I whispered, Daisy pushed the covers off and crawled to me curling in my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and she just laid there, she already has an idea where I usually go at night because some nights the fights get too intense and I come home all beaten up.
"Go back to sleep, I'll see you tomorrow okay?" I whispered and kissed the top of her head, she nodded and let go of me. I helped her in her bed and pulled the covers over her little body, I grabbed her little hand and gave it a little kiss.
"Goodnight Daisy"
I left the room and went to the garage again, the maid who I dismissed earlier was standing there still, she was a middle aged woman who's been working for us for a long while.
"Mrs Harington? I thought you went to sleep?" I asked, she handed me my car keys with a sad smile.
"Be careful and drive safe" I smiled and nodded before making my way to my car, she's been taken care of us since my mother died and I'll always be grateful and thankful to her.
My father must've already left, all he cares about is me making it to the ring on time, after the fight is over he gets his money and leaves me to clean and treat my own wounds.
The familiar old building started to come into view, I hated it so much, I hated how rotten and smelly it was and hated everyone that attended these fights. I parked the car far away from it to avoid getting it stolen or wrecked by some jealous moron. I grabbed the bag that had a change of clothes and a medkit from my car and headed inside.
"Chucky! You're right on time. As always" Oscar said when he saw me, I ignored him and made my way to the changing rooms, if you can call them that even.
"Today is gonna be a tough fight, might even break your 67-1 record." He stated and sat down on the chair in front of me, I took the hoodie off and shoved it in my bag, I did the same with my pants and stayed in the short leggings I had under.
"We'll see about that" I said and put on my mouthguard. I hid the bag in the usual spot where no one can see it and left the room, except for Oscar but he knows what happens if I find anything missing.
The cheers and whistles got louder when I walked out, I warmed up my arms and neck so I don't end up hurting myself doing a wrong move. Just when I was about to enter the cage a hand pulled me back, I turned to look who it was and none other than the stupid face of my father was there.
"I need this to be his last fight ever. Break him" he whispered in my ear, I shrugged his hand off of me and walked inside the cage. I still didn't know who it was but I didn't care, this fight is going to end before it even starts.
Moments later a guy about my height or a bit taller appeared, he didn't have any tattoos like the others and he had a cross necklace around his neck. Before he can enter the cage he took off the necklace and kissed it then handed it to one of his guys. He looked strong and his body was fit and had muscles everywhere, but I was never intimidated by muscular guys.
Oscar yells through the mic his usual nonsense introducing the both of us and I slowly jump in my place twirling my shoulders and neck. I made sure my mouthguard was in place and waited for the guy to charge at me.
And he did...
He swung first and it was fast enough that I almost didn't dodge it in time, he kicked but I blocked it. Come on, do something I wanna go home. Why is this guy afraid to tackle me or hit me harder? I looked at his face for a second and I saw hesitation and fear.
Too bad for him because I don't hesitate. I ducked under his swinging arm and punched his side hard making him lean down and I took advantage of that and punched him in the face. My jabs were faster than he could block and he just kept taking what I had to give, left and right, face all bloody and barely holding on.
He eventually blocked my arm for a second and tried to tackle me by pushing his shoulders to my stomach, I quickly turned around where his back was facing me instead and grabbed him by the waist, he was a heavy guy but I liked weight lifting. I made sure my grip wasn't going to slip and picked him throwing him backwards.
"Tough fight he said" I mumbled sarcastically, I got up and started down at him, he was laying down on his stomach, face down and breathing heavily. Breaking my record? Fuckin pathetic.
I looked in the crowd for my father, he nodded telling me to finish him but I just rolled my eyes and took a step back. I could easily just break his lower back and this guy will never walk again but I won't do that.
Oscar walked in the cage and grabbed my wrist pulling it up which meant I won, I yanked my arm away from him and spat my mouthguard out. I better get to the changing room and wait for whatever punishment my father had for me.
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Finally Lola's pov.
Muah
-S