Chap. 7

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"5:30-" I said in a small voice "-it closes at 5:30 today" they way I act around them you would never guess that I'm a street fighter. I think even now if I told them they wouldn't believe me.I guess you could say they make me a different person,"well!" Austin pipes in "no school, homework, and major problems for a week. We all looked at him amused at how happy he looked talking about not having school.'not like he even goes to his classes anyway'.

"I for one have no problem with staying here" spoke Jordan. 'of course not. You have nothing to do'. looking at the clock I remembered I have a fight to night at 8. ' I should call John and tell him I won't be able to make any of fights this week'. Pulling out my phone I pulled up Johns contact and hit dial. 'I think I'm safe to talk to him in front of them'

'right?'

John picked up on the 5th ring "hey, little tiger whats up?"

"Hey, John I cant make it to night I'm kinda locked in my house. Substitute me for someone else OK!?"

"Yeah sure thing, just let me know when you can get back to the box ok? I need to make money. I wont do that if I don't have a good fighter people will pay to see" John explained with a chuckle. Adding my own chuckle I said "Yeah, yeah I know I'll be there when I can get out. Set me up for next week Sunday ok?"

"yeah, OK bye little tiger" John uses the nickname he gave me since I started fighting as a little girl at only the age of 9 or 10 then. Still having my parents that loved me more then I could ever dream of. I wish I could have those days back. Sighing mentally I tuned back into the conversation at hand.

"bye master" I used the nickname I had also gave him on my 11th birthday when he bought me star-wars and Ninja turtle books and said 'you have much to learn young one' me being the dramatic little girl I was I bowed and answered 'yes. master teach me your wise ways'.

I heard a soft chuckle before the line went dead. Smiling to myself I put my phone away then walking to sit on the couch "who was that?" Axal asked his voiced laced with anger. I couldn't explain why I know it wasn't towards me. Maybe because of how his glare was focused on the floor instead of my eyes were I was staring at him with a confused gaze.

" wha-um he-um wa-was a-um friend of my parents and we keep in touch. So he can keep in touch with me, and make sure I'm doing ok" his eyes soften and he isn't glaring any more "oh ok, so you have plans next Sunday then?" he asks next "yes, help him with some papers since he's getting to old to do a lot of things himself". If John were here if would have glared at me for calling him old at what he calls 'prime time of his life' AKA 38 years of age.

"If anything was happening with him, you would tell us right? you wouldn't lie?" Axal had a slightly imitating voice and hooded eyes. 'no' "yes" relaxing I asked a question I knew every one wanted to know the answer to. "So what do we do now" I looked around to the guys to find them all thinking about it 'or so I thought'. "What are we going to wear for this whole week? I might be a guy but I care about my personal hygiene" Cole said.

While I looked at him thinking about the question, The guys were glaring at him. I opened my mouth to answer but Blake beat me to it. "If it wasn't for you you could go home and have new clothes" he said through gritted teeth. Cole was ready to fire back when I cut him off "I have clothes for you". All eyes were now on me with questioning eyes most likely wondering why I have guys clothing. "You do?" Chase asked in the first time in for ever since he came back down stairs.

"Yes, now if you would follow me-" I got up and started up the stairs and the guys falling right behind "-I'll show you". Upstairs there was 7 rooms, 3 in which have nothing in them. walking towards my workout room were all the guy clothes are. when I work out I feel better when the clothing is loose so the sweat doesn't stick to my body as much. Opening the door I could feel they were shocked to see a nerd with a workout place in there home.

"This way" I waved my hand to lead them to the closet. When I opened the door and flipped on the light is when you could see all my old clothes. Like sports bras, t-shirts, and shorts were what I could mostly see. After all the guys were all over there shock I thought it would be easier to say before they ask " I have a work out place cause the pent house came with one-"that was a lie, I had it built a week after I moved in"-and the guys clothes because there comfy to work out in... When I do work I which isn't a lot because of me being a nerd and al-"

before I could make myself seem stupid I stopped my rambling. Austin had already started picking out there clothes. ' I guess they don't have any questions' one by one they started looking at the clothes.

"I'll be downstairs if you need me ok?" Jordan turned my way and gave me a slight nod of the head before looking at more clothes. ' we should watch a movie' I thought walking down the stairs. Getting a good action movie I waited for them to come down.

~~10 mins later~~

I was no my phone looking at tumbler when I heard foot steps coming from the stairs. If I didn't double think things they would have known I was a fighter as soon as I jumped to a fighting stance hearing the foot steps ,but because I remembered who was here I made it look like I was adjusting in my seat rather than about to fight them.

Cole was the first to notice the movie cause he grabbed the popcorn and sat next to me on the couch. followed by Austin,Blake, and Axal. Since there was no more room on the couch I almost got up so Chase would have a stot. Till he appeared in front of me on both his knees and his hands on both of my knees. still holding contact he slowly opened me legs still not letting his eyes drop from mine. As soon as they were open enough for him to fit be slowly bent down till he was level with my thighs and then...

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And then swiftly turned and sat between a my legs facing the screen (A/N you thought something else didn't you? mmhmm) "what movie are we watching" asked Chase still looking at the screen In front of us> After letting my brain catch up with what just happened and what he just asked "um-um The Fast and furious"I answered after a few minutes.

~~2 hours later~~

Once the movie was done everyone was pretty tired. " ok the couch folds out into a bed and there are blankets and pillows in the closet right next to the chair" I explained. With a nod of their heads they started getting ready for bed 'I probably need to also' I thought then headed up the stairs. Once I was in my all blue room with her princess like bed and small Chandler (A/N picture on top) I laid down were I was fast asleep...

I was a lot younger now maybe 13 or so and my dad was standing in front of me in a boxing position and hitting mats on his hands. I took position as well hopping on the ball of my feet ready to hit. "uppercut" my dad shouted and I hit the mats

"left hook" hit "right hook" hit "jab" hit "double jab" hit, hit "faster!" he screamed at me. Not out of anger ,but out of the adrenaline pumping through our veins... "I am!" I screamed back.

The faster I hit the more and more my father faded away, till I was 15, back at my home before my parents died ."Honey we are going on a business trip ,and we'll be back in a week ok?" nodding my head my mom and dad came and gave me a hug " we love you honey, always remember that" My father said kissing the top of my head before pulling away. I said back saying a quick " I love you to ,and I know that" adding a small smile.

This was a normal thing he did every time they left for work. It started when I was 10 and they always left. My mom made up for it by teaching me new things every time she was back from a trip. Like new recipes , and my dad made up for it by teaching me how to fight.Since he was an undefeated underground fighter in his day.

Once they walked out the door flashing me one last goodbye smile before walking out the door. I felt as if I was traveling in time but not moving from my spot. Now I was back at the door my parents had left from one last time.

Only this time there was a knock, running to the door I pulled it open hoping it was mom and dad since their trip was only supposed to be a week , and now its been almost 3. Tearing open the door with a smile in my face I was so happy to see my parents so they could explain why it had took so much longer than planned. I missed them so much.

My bright smile slowly dimmed as I notice it was 2 men in uniform holding a white rose. It was a while before they spoke up. "Miss Blaze?" they asked as I nodded my head. "We are so sorry to inform you... that- that your parents have died in a plane crash coming back from their trip" The man to my right said handing me the rose. While the man to my left only held pity in his eyes.

'I hope I never have to see that look again' I thought to myself

I started crying , dropping down to my knees screaming that it must be a lie... It HAS to be a lie! Till it all vanished back to a time I was no older than nine or ten laying in bed while my dad told me another story of his days as an 'undefeated underground fighter'. "Daddy I wanna be just like you when I grow up!" I lay in bed as my dad chuckles .

"Of course you are sweetie! you're a Blaze-" he said our last name proudly ."- and Blazes never give up. IF you work for it hard enough you'll make it" he finished getting up from his spot on the side of the bed "Wait, daddy! Tell me more!"

I knew he always would. He always did , but this time he didn't... He stopped and grabbed the door handle that looked like it now opened into something very scary. "I cant now, I have to go" he said slowly opening the door. As tears started to pool in my eyes "Please daddy don't leave!" I cried till the door was completely open and my mom was in sight now "Mommy! you and da-daddy stay with me!" I said through the sobs.

"We CAN'T honey we have to leave, be strong..." my mom said walking with my father ,farther and farther into the darkness till I could no longer see them."DON'T LEAVE ME!!" I cried sitting up in my bed reaching for the door that was still open allowing its darkness to flow in, allowing it to consume me."PLEASE DON'T LEAVE! I NEED YOU!" I cried more even though I know they could no longer hear me.


"DON'T LEAVE! PLEASE! I-I NEED YOU!" I sobbed before being drawn into a pair of strong arms. "I need you..." I said once more , but in a quieter voice this time.The person that belonged to the pair of arms was whispering calming words into my ear. When it stopped I heard whispers around the room. Feeling to tried to see who they were so I remained were I was. The next thing I know I feel more arms rap around me.

Rocking me back and forth till I slowly fall back into a graceful dreamless sleep , and never to I feel the arms remove. This is probably the most relaxed I have felt since my parents death. I know these arms holding me now may not always be there to hold me when I need it most, but right now... What ever is happening right this second, is the only thing I care about.

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HEY!! well. this is your 7th chap. and this would probably be one of my proudest ♥♥♥

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