Fight For You

He made me a killer.

After years of taking the hit, I snapped. The blood spattered everywhere was no longer mine. I wore crimson on my fists. I liked it. I finally tore out of the useless adolescent I was and took control-something I should have done a long time ago. But I wasn't broken alone, and probably why it took so long. So much was stolen from her too, and once I set the beast inside me free, I couldn't stop until I righted every wrong.

Then we ran like hell.

All she ever wanted was for me to love her. And in ways I did, every time he took what wasn't his to take. I sent her away, forcing her to make a life for herself, never to come after me, to breathe a word of what happened, or to go back. I left her crying and pleading to go with me. I never looked back.

I promised I'd make something of myself for both of us, and I did. For her I fight. I win. I make my opponent pay in blood. I will never again be at the losing end of a swinging fist. All it takes is unleashing memories in that cage and I can't be beaten. I reward myself with a night of fun that never turns into morning. Then came Alyvia-the girl that proved she was better than that. The girl that became my best friend. The girl that changed my life in more ways than one. She gave me her-Piper Morgan, a real life dream catcher.

I wasn't supposed to touch her. I've never been a rule follower. She was too appetizing to pass up, so I broke a promise. The first time I wanted a woman to stay, she walked away. The control I fought so hard for is gone. In the middle of my spiraling addiction, secrets are uncovered, my past returns, and unexpected circumstances hunt me down. The motto a fighter lives by-fight or get the f*ck out of the cage.