I was still fuming from the threat Clarkson gave me. Honestly him and 'Killer' can go stuff their stupid threats up their asses.

I was having such a nice day with Darron well aside from earlier, then they had to ruin it. He deserved more than a punch but I took it easy on him. Though when I did punch him everyone was so shocked. Wonder why?

"You okay Tori?" Caleb asked hesitantly.  I sighed and nodded, not uttering a word. I chugged down the rest of my soda and gave them the best fake smile I could muster.

I wonder where Darron is? He's been gone for about 15 minutes now. Why did he leave so suddenly? I will have to ask him later.

"We're sorry about Clarkson. We're not allies so of course he's going to be hostile towards you as well. But damn girl you got him good." Dalton said while exaggerating the 'damn girl' like one of those girls who are over dramatic.

"Why was everyone so surprised I just punched him?" It was confusing, it's like they've never seen someone being punched before.

"We're seriously impressed. Clarkson is one of the toughest fighters here, no one can usually land a punch on him without him dodging it but you gave it to him like it was nothing." Dalton said with a proud look in his eyes. I don't know why but I just keep getting a feeling where I needed to be impressive. Stupid.

I looked over at Foster and he was awfully quiet. He was sitting at a bar stool a little ways from us. I excused myself and walked over to him. I sat down and saw he was just staring ahead of him.

"You okay Foster?" No response.

"Foster answer me please." I pushed, he usually isn't so quiet. I placed my hand on his shoulder and he instantly tensed. "Don't." He whispered loud enough for me hear.

"What?" I asked dumbfounded. He quickly stood up causing my hand to go back to my side. My eyes were wide when I saw the glare he gave me. "What's wrong Foster? What did I do?" To be honest I was terrified looking at Foster like this. I didn't show it but, I was.

"Don't touch me!" He yelled, my breath hitched at the venom lacing his voice. "What did I do!" I yelled at him. Why was he so mad at me for just touching him. "Just don't touch me please." He whimpered towards the end. Suddenly all my anger disappeared, now I was full of concern for him.

"Fost-" A hand on my shoulder cut me off. I looked up to an upset Caleb. I looked over at Foster, to see Dalton taking him out of the building.

"What did I do Caleb?" I didn't mean to offend Foster even though I don't know how I did. "It wasn't you Tori. Don't take what he said personally, something from his past just resurfaced and that's what happens if it does." I silently nodded but still felt guilty.

What happened to Foster to make him act like that?

Caleb left with the guys an hour back. So here I was sitting on a bar stool surrounded by sweaty body's with my nose scrunching up at the horrid smells intoxicating it.

I still don't know where Darron was and I wanted him here so badly or anyone I knew for that matter.

I was getting really irritated with the couple next to me who were practically eating each other's faces off. What really broke me was when they literally pushed me off of my chair. So I quickly poured the rest of my drink on them and walked away ignoring they're curses.

The fight was about to start so I made my way to the front. I stood there waiting patiently just looking across the room to watch all the different characters in this one building.

When the announcer finally climbed into the ring I was practically doing a happy dance in my head I am not the most patient person in this world.

He introduced the fighters once they came up. The first guy was a huge guy who was just basically muscle. He had blonde hair that you could tell were bleached and awful tattoos running across his whole body.

I love guys with a few tattoos and when it actually means something but this guy looked like he bathed in the ink and it looked like it was just for the hell of it.

Some of the people were cheering for him but most were booing. The announcer made everyone quiet down and I noticed it was the same guy who punched me, I should really pay him back for that.

Once everyone was quiet he smirked all around. Suddenly everyone started to thump they're chests.

I shrugged and joined in. Just then a familiar person climbed onto the stage. You have got to be kidding me, does everyone I know compete in these things.

"Welcome Jacob 'Monster' Maver!" He yelled into the mic. I can actually believe that Jacob was a fighter from all the times he was in fights at school.

He has a very short temper when it comes to certain things. Like this one time this kid came up to him and called him out. The kid said something he shouldn't have and Jacob lost it. I remember that his nose flared and when he clenched his jaw you could actually make out one of his dimples though its very faint an- Wait why am I thinking about his dimple?

I had already missed out on the beginning of the fight and you could already tell that Jacob will win even though his opponent is twice his size.

The other guy went for an attack to Jacobs temple but he dodged it easily. Jacob found a weak spot and jabbed the guy repeatedly in his side.

The guy found a way and punched Jacob to the floor but Jacob was quick and he quickly shifted his leg, hitting the other guys leg, making him crumble to the ground.

Jacob quickly got up and repeatedly punched the guy but, he didn't look as lethal as Foster did the first time. You could see the guy was bleeding heavily but not so much for it to be a health matter.

The guy bucked Jacob off and he then straddled Jacob. Jacob kept up his defence while the other guy punched anywhere he could.

He finally had landed a blow on Jacobs jaw but that didn't effect him to much. Jacob found another opening and took advantage of it. He jabbed the guy in the rib caged and tackled the guy to the ground.

After more struggling and more punches Jacob finally pinned the guy and the guy tapped out. The crowd burst out with excitement. There were the occasional boo's but you could barely hear them.

When I saw Jacob get up and leave the ring I followed. I don't know why I just did. I was right behind him and just as I was about to reach out and touch his shoulder a drunken ass falls on top of me.

"Hey baby you... look so sexy." The guy slurred, I looked over his head to see if I could still see Jacob but he was gone. I shoved the dude of me and quickly stood up. The guy quickly grabbed hold of my wrist so he could try and stand up.

"Hey baby did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" He slurred again. I wanted to gag when his breathe kept fanning my face with how close he was.

"No but it hurt like a bitch when I climbed up from hell." I smirked and walked off towards where I think Jacob left.

I strolled down a couple door's and some of them didn't have the most pleasant sounds coming from them.

Ugh! I kept walking until I felt a hand on my shoulder, out of reflexs I quickly turned around and punched the person square in the jaw.

"Damn Tori that hurt!" Jacob groaned and held his jaw. "Shit im so sorry Jacob I didn't mean it!" I looked at his jaw and didn't see to much damage, though I kind of busted his lip up.

"I'm really sorry." I kept apologising to him. We were now sitting in a bathroom with me cleaning his lip. While I was cleaning the wound I couldn't help but wonder how those plump pink lips taste. Tori stop thinking about that!

After mentally scolding myself I tried to finish quickly with the wound. I also couldn't help but notice that Jacob kept starring at me in a strange way. I raised my brow at him curiously but he just avoided eye contact.

A slight blush took over his cheeks and I mentally awed because the blush looks adorable on him.

"There we go finally done." I said smiling at him. He nodded but didn't say a word. I was about to get up and put the first aid kit away when he grabbed my wrist suddenly.

I was about to ask him what's the matter but he then smashed his lips onto mine. I was shocked. Jacob Maver was kissing me the guy who annoys me to no extent and his sister is my arch enemy.

Just as my eyes were about to flutter closed an all to familiar voice barged into the room.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't my favourite nephew and slut."

Dennis.

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Sorry for the late update been really busy lately.