CINDYS POV
SLAMMING THE CAR DOOR I walk into the bar and straight down the stairs, ignoring everyone around me. I'm not gonna lie I'm fucking fuming and I can't wait to punch which ever tall cocky and arrogant guy is out there who thinks he can beat me because I'm a woman. I walk into the dressing room and once again it's empty, confirming that I'm fighting a guy. Applying my signature cover up makeup look I tie my hair up in a ponytail and use concealer to cover up any obvious tattoos apart from my rose. As I finish Taylor walks into the room with his eyes closed and hand covering his face "are you decent? I can come back in a minute" he says before bumping into the door he had just opened and stumble back with a shocked look on his face as he opens his eyes, he then panics and turns away only to bump into the wall making me burst out laughing before going over and helping him up before confirming to him that I'm not naked. Taylor straps my hands up and gives me some stretches to do whilst he tells me what he saw of my opponent. "Everyone else is sitting by the bar and betting on you, Grey said he'd look out to see if anyone in particular is here and looking suspicious, just go and kick ass out there we all know you will, specially with everything going on" he says before hugging me. Once he leaves I take a moment to breathe in and out, completely clearing my mind with nothing but determination filling it. Hearing my name being called I walk out of the room and straight through the crowd, I notice my opponent already there: 6ft, broad, tattoos, just the usual but this time, I'm not doing my usual fighting, I'm annoyed, and he's getting the bad end of the stick. "Im so sorry" I say to the guy in a very innocent voice taking him back, a confused look across his face. "Wait what why?" He says just as the bell goes signalling the start of the fight. "Because today, I'm pissed." I say before punching him square in the face. I smirk as he falls backwards then snarl at him as my eyes hold no emotion, a wicked smile forming on my face, "Now, where to begin?".
BLAKES POV
I WATCH AS CINDY basically crushes the man in front of her as she turns all psycho bitch on him, yeah he got unlucky. But to be fair, he hasn't seen her on her period, now that is a nightmare. A smile spreads across my face as Cindy is declared the winner after she releases all her anger. I turn and collect the thousands of dollars we had all won in cash by betting on her and Cindy runs next to me to collect her winnings which consisted of $250,000 due to her making it entertaining. She looks at me and winks before heading back to the changing rooms but stopping in her tracks as her stare holds onto a certain direction. We all follow her gaze and see a blonde petite girl picking up the guy who Cindy was fighting and dragging him towards the males changing rooms next to the woman's, Cindy makes eye contact with the woman and anger flares in her eyes before she slams the door of the woman's changing areas. Who was that?
We walk around the back of the bar towards the secret entrance and Cindy meets us, her make up now completely off her face and her workout clothes replaces with a black jumpsuit revealing her tattoos. "You did great babe" I say as she runs up to me and jumps onto me whilst giggling like a little school girl. "Your such a boss ass bitch" Lucy mumbles whilst hugging her after me making us all laugh as Cindy flips her hair jokingly before going all serious, clearly remembering something. "I saw Stacey" she says making all our laughter die down. "Did you both say anything" Grey asks whilst opening the car doors. "She just mumbled watch out whilst carrying the unconscious guy" she says whilst shrugging. "You good?" I ask her whilst she sighs and rests her head on my lap as we climb into the car. "Yeah I'm good, that girl just really gets on my nerves" she says whilst closing her eyes, clearly tired from the fight. "You and I both bitch, I'd slap her but I'm scared the plastic in her face would fall out, and that's not fair on the earth because it's 2019 sis we gotta keep the earth cleannnnn" Mikey rants making Cindy laugh really hard whilst recording him on snapchat. When we get home we all pile out of the car and Cindy goes to open the door. Whilst everyone is loading the money out the boot I notice Cindy standing still and glaring at the doormat. "Gheez Ci what's the doormat ever done to yo- what's that?" I ask her as she refuses to move from her current stance. Putting gloves on and Crouching down I pick up the small envelope and open it's content, aware of the small skull symbol at the bottom of the note. Reading the note a confused expression fills my face:
48 hours...
H.W
"I don't get it what's in 48 hours?" Mikey asks earning a smack on the back of his head by Brie, "We don't know you idiot that's what's confusing" she tells him earning an "ohhhh my bad" from Mikey before he walks to the back of the huddle. "Send this to my dad Jake and tell him to try and dig into who the hell this H.W person is" I say whilst walking into the house, the others following close behind. We all get ready for bed and I notice Cindy sitting at the dressing table, fiddling with the bracelet I remember her dad gave her for her 15th birthday. "You okay?" I ask her whilst stroking her back lightly, she nods in response before clearing her throat. "It's just odd not having control over a situation, we have no idea who this person is and they could just be messing about with us, sending empty threats, but it just seems to deep and thought out to be like that. All I know is that nobody is leaving this house for 48 hours unless it's urgent" She says whilst climbing into bed and cuddling up to me. "We've just got to wait" she whispers before closing her eyes. "All I know is, I've got a bad feeling about this".
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