The Boxing Match
RUTH WALKER:
Me and Leslie, we both headed to the counter for betting on the fighter amongst the two, who we supported.
I looked at the support data. It was sad that Eric had all the money of the people in here on himself, meanwhile Joey had not even a dollar in his support.
I felt really bad for Joey, I don't know why? I didn't even know Joey personally. But still, I felt really bad for him.
Hence, after Leslie bet her 1000 dollars on Erickson Roerig, I decided to bet all my money that I had in my wallet right there, about 450 dollars, on the other guy.
"Hey? Are you nuts?" Leslie shouted, "You're gonna loose all your money if you bet on Joey!"
She tried warning me about my money and I just smiled.
"It's okay if I loose them. Joey already looks scared as fuck to be standing against Erickson Roerig there inside the ring before a crowd in which exactly nobody supports him. His confidence must be shaking right now." Leslie looked at me open mouthed as I continued,
"Maybe my 450 dollars could build up a tiny bit of confidence in him in this moment?"
I smiled and Leslie gave me the ultimate weird look, shooting a brow at me, she asked.
"Was that all the money you had on yourself tonight?"
And I showed her my empty wallet, "All of them."
Leslie came closer to me and wrapped me inside her embrace saying, "Girl you're so naive but that only makes you even more adorable. One of the reasons why I like you!" She winked, poking my nose.
Getting out of hugging each other, we both turned around. The board showing the other guy being betted on with an amount of 450 dollars made Joey look so much more overjoyed and confident than he was before.
He looked at me and I smiled at him.
He mouthed out lip sync, "Thank You" to me and there, that very moment, it felt so good to make him happy in between his horrors.
Suddenly my eyes met with Eric's there sitting in the ring opposite to Joey, with his team massaging his body for him.
His eyes, those creepy - creepy as fuck eyes glaring at me.
I immediately took my eyes off of him.
He is so very scary that it gives me a
darker chill than usual.
~~
ERICKSON ROERIG:
I cannot believe this girl can be so stupid to bet all her money on a looser rather than a winner.
I mean, she is already broke as shit with no money on her and she is actually making a loosing deal if her last 450 fucking dollars?!
I bet that's the last bit of cash on her until the next month, she gets pocket money from her daddy dearest.
What was she trying to prove here? Why risking her every single penny for some random stranger she doesn't even know?!
There was no way she was not betting on me but that looser, that too 450 god damned dollars?!
She must have put everything she had in her wallet on this fucker as a bet!
And now, these two were exchanging mushy mushy smiles with each
other?!
My blood is boiling right now!!
And the irony is, I don't even know Why?!
~~
RUTH WALKER:
After exchanging smiles with Joey, who seemed like a really nice guy overall, I was interrupted by one of my classmates talking about something.
A few moments later, Joey walked over towards me and interrupted my conversation by tapping on my shoulder lightly.
"Hey?" He greeted.
"Hey!" I smiled back.
"Do you happen to know me somehow?Or did you just bet on me because you don't know anything about Eric's previous fight records?" He asked genuinely surprised by my stupidity.
Ofcourse, I was the only stupid girl who would bet all her pocket money on the starting of the second week of this month on a guy who wasn't even going to win.
"Well, you can just say that I want you to break Eric's record today!" I winked and he chuckled.
"You really think I could do that?" He asked with stars in his eyes.
"I am a believer of first times!" I said leaning closer to his head, "You win or not, I must tell you that you have better muscles than Mr. Roerig!"
I winked and he flushed.
"Well, thanks!" He said. "If you don't mind, may I ask you for a tiny little favour?"
"Sure?"
"Umm, I don't have a helper on me for the match, as I'm the one challenging Eric for the fight, nobody is going to take the risk and be against him with me." He started, "Since you bet your 450 dollars on me, would you like to be my helper inside the ring?"
He asked and I looked at Leslie and other pals around me.
I have no clue what am I supposed to do inside the ring for him, so I laughed nervously.
I don't really understand anything about the boxing matches and stuff. I was
pretty girly about these things. Besides,
Alan was far far away from these crazy fight and swearing tough guy stuff too.
Yeah, my brother was one of the wildest guy at school but he has been a little overprotective about me ever since I was a little girl, keeping me away from all his fights and stuffs.
I wasn't into fights and stuff.
But I really wanted to boost Joey's confidence right now, he kind of had faith in me.
"I don't really know much about these crazy wild matches.." I started, "
..but, if I become your helper, do I have to fight too??" I asked, genuinely wanting to know and he cracked up immediately.
"No, no! A helper means you just have to help me with first aid and energy booster and stuffs like that." He said.
"Oh? Well.. That I can do, I guess."
I said jumping upon my feet walking with him towards the ring.
~~
I could see how Eric was continuously looking at me while I was walking with Joey, holding his hand upto the ring.
"The way he looks at me, it alone scares the shit outta me!" Joey whispered into my ears while I used lotion to apply and massage on his muscles using my bare hands.
I looked up at Eric from the crook of Joey's head and saw him giving us both very creepy glares.
"Relax, just imagine that you're stronger than him and you'll feel all the more better!" I whispered back into his ears, getting done with massaging over his abs.
I could feel the cold glares that I was getting from Eric while I was trying to talk Joey out of his fear.
"But tell me something, why are you fighting him? I mean, if you know you can't stand against him then... Why?" I asked closing the lid of the lotion.
"Actually, it's because of my girlfriend." He turned red as soon as he mentioned her, "I really love her and I know she loves me too but she is also crazy about Erickson Roerig like all the other fangirls here."
"Uhm.. okay?" I said glancing at Eric but the way he was fuming in rage looking at me, I immediately took my eyes off him, focussing back on Joey.
She would tease me at times that I'm not hot enough like him or I can't stand a chance to even last more than a minute with him inside the ring so, I just wanna
fight him and prove myself to my girl so she would fall in love with me more."
That was so sweet of him.. Aww!
I suddenly had a strong urge to call Alan and tell him how much I love-love-love him after he finished talking.
"That is so sweet of you. I really admire your guts. Did your girlfriend not come?" I asked genuinely because, according to what he said, if his girl loved him, she should be here too betting on him but it was just me in the entire crowd.
"Actually, she is not liking the fact that I'm fighting him you know. She is scared that I'm risking my life doing this. So, she didn't come for the match. She can't see me getting hit bad."
"Oh!" I kind of understand his girlfriend too. If someday Alan does this stupidity, I cannot imagine what would go through on me.
Alan is a little weak by heart. He isn't really a sportsperson. He is more into music and books rather than fighting and all that bad boy stuff.
"Don't worry I'm here with you!" I said scooping up his boxing gloves and helping him wear thise on his hands.
Fastening the straps I smiled briefly at him, cupping us cheek, "And I'll support you to the end of this fight!"
~~
ERICKSON ROERIG:
This is so fucking weird. I know I'm always in a bitter mood but right now, watching that girl so fucking close to that fucker I literally wanted to smash everything around me and hurt that woman so hard that she woul even dare to touch another man, even in her sleep.
Why is this happening to me?! Why am I getting affected with this mere girl so much?! What the fuck is wrong with me?!
I can't be so lame to be hung up on this girl after merely seeing her once?
This is just so not me!
What is she doing to me?!
Is she changing me into something else?! Damn girl, stop affecting me so much!!
"I'll support you to the this fight!" I heard her saying to the guy.
So she wanted to support him against me huh?!
Well, I was not thinking about going harsh on this guy today, But now, after he was touched and felt by that girl, I would just love to break this girl's trust on this fucking looser.
Let's just say, I'll make her support him until his last breath, until his life ends inside the ring fighting against me!
...And the fight bell struck.
~~
RUTH WALKER:
I have to admit, before all of this I actually took all of this fighting and everything lightly, but now after looking at the intense fight going on in front of me I know that this was ugly.
Very Ugly.
Eric was hitting Joey again and again like a maniac, Joey couldn't even get the time to defend himself, Eric was just that fast with his moves.
Punches and kicks,blood after blood, Joey was hurt soaked in blood byt Eric kept hitting him without a break. As if he was under some possession, he just wanted to hit him more and more.
I covered my face with my bloodshot eyes kept looking at the men fighting. Well it wasn't men, only Eric was attacking, over and over again.
Joey could do nothing to protect himself.
Eric took a quick duck under Joey and flipped him over falling on his jaw on the floor. Eric sat up on his chest and started to punch his face over and over until he broke his jaw.
Joey's face was now a bleeding mess, his nose, his forehead, his mouth everything full of blood, his eyes barely even opening.
Oh my gosh, somebody please make it stop before Eric kills him!!
I screamed mentally and finally the bell struck for a break and both these men in the battlefield were apart from each
other now.
Eric looked at me spitting his mouth to the side in rage as I couldn't help the pooling of tears into my eyes.
He kept looking at me until his men came and grabbed him over from Joey's body. Joey was lying there all motionless as I was praying the heavens for him to be okay.
The countdown begun,
"Three"
"Two"
And he coughed.
Thank god!
"Joey, are you alright?" I helped him through with the other staff to get him back on his chair.
"Oh my gosh, your face is all broken!" I started crying. I get triggered over nothing, don't I? "Please tell me you're gonna give up now?" I pleaded him with my eyes.
"Thirty seconds done, thirty seconds more! I have to finish a minute, like I challenged Amaya!" Joey said.
How this guy was crazy to still think about his girlfriend, being this broken. The next thirty seconds could even kill him.
I used the antiseptic solutions over the cotton and started wiping off all the blood oozing out if all his face.
"Oww!!" He hissed in pain and then chuckled softly looking at me crying like a baby, "Have you never watched a fight before? It gets worse than this."
I blew some warm gentle air over his wounds before applying a bandage and he hissed again laughing.
"People even get killed in the matches Ruth!" He said.
"I don't understand. Why loose your life for a mere match? It is supposed to be just a game right?" I said, wiping his blood from his nose and jaw using my left hand.
"It's fine. Besides, it was me who challenged him for a fight in the first place so, if something happens to me during the fight, it's supposed to be my responsibility."
He said behaving like a happy soul, which only made him to look like an angel to me in this moment.
"You know what?!" I said getting over with his aiding,
"You're crazy!!"
~~
ERICKSON ROERIG:
I could see how she was doing the blood wipe for that fucking looser.
She was touching that bastard's face, his hairs, his forehead, his nose and his fucking lips with those freaking hands of hers. It made me so angry, that I felt like I was loosing my shit over all of it.
Damn right, why the fuck was her touching another man like that was driving me insane?! I don't behave like this!
This is not fucking me!!
Do I want to fuck her so bad that the thought of her touching another man was driving me crazy?!
Do I desire her to satisfy my lust?! Damn, how can I lust over a girl so bad to be loosing all my composure after her?!
She smiled slightly and used her beautiful thumb to wipe over the lower lip of that guy, using her left hand, cupping his cheek.
Fuck It Was Annoying!
ANNOYING THE SHIT OUT OF ME!!
And just then the bell struck for the second round of fight.
This Time, I'll Fucking Kill This Guy.
~~
RUTH WALKER:
This time when Joey went for the battle I looked at Eric's face. He seemed to be too much full of rage right now. It felt like he would erupt in that anger boiling inside his head. He looked so scary with that anger printed on his face that it started giving me chills.
He was glaring at me, only me, while my eyes too just froze on his face.
It was like, I wanted to take my eyes off of his dreadfully scary ones but I just couldn't.
Eric was zoned out in this round. His eyes focused on me.
He was busy glaring at me and Joey took this chance of Eric being distracted
like that and hit his face harder than ever.
I gasped loudly watching Eric's mouth, throwing blood.
A few moments later I wanted Joey to win against Eric but now that Joey was winning, why can't I see Eric getting hit by him?!
Eric still had his eyes locked on me when Joey took another punch at his face this time, Eric spit blood.
My heart was in pain, I couldn't see him being hit. The third punch coming from Joey his way and I gasped his name loudly enough to echo throughout the room.
"ERI...IC?!"
And he taken aback in that very moment swayed his head surprised and looked at me, his eyes screaming at me.
~~
ERICKSON ROERIG:
I don't understand what's wrong with me! I don't know why I just couldn't focus!
This damned Ruth girl is so fucking beautiful that she proves to be a major distraction to my fucking brains.
It's like my brain goes down into my knees when I see her! Especially her beautiful brown eyes simmering with pearl like tears.
I was getting hit, not once, nit twice, but three fucking times I was punched in my face because of her!
Nobody has ever managed to get to punch my face inside the ring, I don't let them do that.
But she made it happen.
The third punch down my jaw and I heard her scream my name loud enough for the entire stadium to hear.
"ERI..IC?!"
And my fucking heart skipped beats.
Did she just- ?!
Is she worried about me?!
My heard started racing loudly again.
Dammit what's happening to me?!
Watching me all distracted because of a mere fucking girl like that the guy opposite to me took his chance and punched my face again, the fourth time!
I looked at Ruth again and she had her lower lip clenched under her upper jaw, her eyes clenched shut.
She fucking couldn't see me getting hit anymore?!
But why the fuck is that warming my heart! Damn girl, what are you doing to me?!
No, I have to get a hold of my feelings! I am Erickson Roerig, I can't be fucking weak before a mere a girl!
And before the fifth punch could hit my face I blocked his fist midway easily and broke his arm in a swift movement.
The crowd who had put all their money on me, which went all silent watching me loose, suddenly roared loudly again watching me winning again.
"No!" I heard her squeaking hurt, watching me breaking the guy's rid cage with my hard kicks under his waist.
I kicked on his calf and used my other foot and both my hands to break his foot.
The guy crawled, thrashed around like a fish out of water struggling for his life and I grabbed his from his throat.
I looked at Ruth once and saw her cheeks drenched into hot tears
She looked at me with the pair of those beautiful brown eyes and begged me to stop.
And in that very moment I knew what I wanted!
I wanted her, drenched in tears, beg me all her life for mercy while I would thrash all her begging by killing all her hopes!
Just like I killed her hopes now, by knocking that guy dead with the last punch on his fucking throat.
"No! JOEY!!" Ruth squeaked with her choked voice while the entire crowd roared for my victory.
Ofcourse they knew this guy was gonna die today! If he survives, it would be his luck and my good mood, which unfortunately I never have.
I saw her slouching down towards Joey's body there with tears in her eyes, falling drop by drop over him.
'I hope you fully supported him till his last breath, Ruth Walker!'
I smirked surrounded by people praising me, roaring at my victory as Ruth looked up at me too.
Damn those eyes are gonna have an everlasting effect on the racing of my pulse-rate!
~~
RUTH WALKER:
I know he did this on purpose! He killed t
Joey in the boxing ring, not out of an accident, but because he wanted to kill him.
Knocking him out is another thing but killing him?!
He was so disgusting!!
I looked up at him from holding Joey's head on my lap. I was crying mess over his death. And I saw him smirking at me.
He was looking at me like it was all "MY" fault that Joey was dead!
WHY?!
Why does nobody cares that a guy was killed by this monster? Why can't I see no one coming out to help Joey get the medical attention he needed or even anything at all?!
Why is everything about Erickson Roerig, a murderer and nobody cares about the victim, the dead?!
I'm not gonna let this go so easily. I'll go and talk to Erickson Roerig and confront him about the crime he committed killing a pitty soul for nothing!!