Romancing The Devil: Chapter Three

Chapter Three.

"1... 2.. 3.. GOO!!" Reff yelled.

Round three is always the worst. Especially when the score is tied. A thousand dollars and my pride and dinner with Camron is on the line and no way in hell is anyone taking that away from me.

Get your head in the game I told myself. Carla and I are circling each other, waiting for one of us to go in for the first move.

At lot is on the line for me, I tell myself. Losing is not an opinion. I strike the first move, I go in with a left fake punch to the arm, and use my right arm to really attack. Then quickly step back, giving me time to readjust.

Carla is panting, and I'm short of breath from circling around the ring. I decided to go in for the winning hit. All or nothing. I use both of my arms and go in for a couple of jabs, then I use my legs to trip her. As she falls, I get on the floor to pin her down.

I hear the reff say, "BOE'S THE WINNER." And the crowd hollers and hoots my name. I was gloating with happiness. Excited for that dinner Camron now offically owes me.

Ethan Is first to greet me. Bringing me towels and water. He congratulates me on the win tonight. The whole time, I have my eye on Camron watching me sitting in the same place he always sits in with his friend.

I head over the the Boss Man, that's actually his real legal name, Boss Man. To collect my money, and he tells me to be back in two days for another torment. I'm able to make a living off of this because when you win, they pay big.

Ethan leaves to go to the bathroom. While Im filling up my water bottle.

"Nice fight Boe." I jumped about ten meters in shock and dropped my water bottle.

"Goodness! " I exclaimed. "I didn't even hear you!" Camron is leaning against the wall behind me. He chuckles, and reaches down to pick my now emptied water bottle.

He hands it over to me, while never breaking eye contact. His skin gazes my arm, and I gasp at cold it feels.

"You must be freezing.." I mumble. His eye brows raise, and he puts his hand over my hand, the same one that's holding the water bottle. His chest gets close to my back, he presses to turn the water fountain on with his free hand.

"Here, let me show you how to get some water." He whispers onto my neck, now his chest is fully up pressed up against my back, and I let out a sigh. His head resting on my neck.

The bathroom door opened and I jumped away from Camron in fright. He looked at me with confusion.

Ethan came out looking at Camron with a scowl.

"Ethan, What's wrong?" I got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Ethan grabs my arm and pulls me behind hind and growls "Get away from her." I tug on his arm and tell him to stop. That Camron won't hurt me.

Camron has a very pissed off facial expression, and he starts coming closer to Ethan, with his friend not far behind.

I jump In between the two boys, hoping they won't squash me trying to get at each other.

"Seriously? What is going on. You guys are being insane." I say while watching Camron and Ethan have a stare down with me directly in the middle.

Ethan broke the show down, and looked towards me. "I'll see you later, I'm going to swing by your place later tonight" he said while walking away.

He left me in utter confusion. I only seen him like that once in my life. When Alex (a horrible classmate) made fun of his little sister, Lexi.

"What was that?" I asked Camron.

"Ethan and I... We don't exactly get along. We tend to stay out of each others way. It's a long going family feud." Camron tried to explain.

I've known Ethan a very long time, and he never spoke about this. I had no idea of this so called family feud.

I nodded. I didn't feel like going to dinner tonight after everything that happened. I didn't want to push my luck.

"I'm sorry, but can we take a rain check? I'm kinda tired." I asked skeptically.

"Sure, Sure. Ill just pick you up tomorrow at eight on the dot." He winked. Which was incredibly cute. I was disappointed that I wouldn't be seeing him tonight.

"Okay, I'll seen you then." I smiled and blushed.

"How are you getting back to your house?"

I live with my parents, they're both drunks. It's the main reason why I started fighting illegal underground fights. Someone needed to pay the bills and they sure as hell weren't doing it.

"I'll walk." I muttered.

"Let me drive you home?" His tone of voice didn't sound like a question.

"No thanks, I can walk." He looked at me disapprovingly.

I shrugged. I didn't need charity.

"Listen, I don't want you getting hurt. It's bad out here. If you didn't know we live in a city, Boe." He said in a very nonnegotiable way.

I reluctantly agreed, knowing by his tone of voice he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"I have to go change my clothes, be back in ten." I said while rushing to the bathroom.

"Be fast!" He yelled after me.

When I got to the bathroom I replayed everything in my head. I can't believe his sudden mood of change. He's into me. Completely into me. He never asked anyone out before.

Wow. I had a crush on him from very first day he transferred here. This was our last semester of school. I'm finally almost out of this; my life.

After I got done taking my work clothes off, I changed into pink shorts and an over sized tee, and put on flip flops. It felt nice to get out of my sweaty clothes.

I opened the changing room door, to Camron leaning the against the wall. His eyes devoured every inch of my body. It made me feel uncomfortable and self conscious. I looked down at my feet and waited in silence, until Camron broke the tension.

"You ready to go?" He said with raised eyebrows.

"Yes. Thanks for the lift." I said cheery, trying to lighten the mood.

It worked he smiled. "After you." He said while holding the arena door open.

I walked though the parking lot , already knowing what car he drives. He drives a shiny black Toyota Tacoma. It was one of the nicest cars at our school.

He unlocked the doors, as I climbed in. Camron started the truck, not really saying a word. We were about twenty minutes away from my house, barely talking. I decided to step it up.

"Wanna play a get-to-know-each-other game?" I asked kinda unsure.

"What do you have in mind?" He answerd my question, with a question of his own.

"Okay, how about we ask each other five questions. And you have to tell the truth no matter what."

"I'm in. Ill go first," he glanced at me. "Why did you look at me in the middle of your fight?"

"Honestly? I was just debating how important my win was to me." He looked at me again. "My turn. Why did you suddenly want to talk to me? Last time I even looked at you, you went on a rant, for me to never look at you again."

"I'm sorry about that Boe. I just didn't want to hurt you." He said while keeping his eyes on the road.

I liked the way he said Boe. I liked it entirely too much. Breaking me out of my thoughts, He said "Your turn."

"What do you mean by 'didn't want to hurt me'?" I asked worried.

"I'm not an good person. It would be better for your shake, if you moved across the country, and never looked back." He said completely serious.

I wanted to ask him what he meant.

"Here we are Boe, were at your house. We can finish this game tomorrow over dinner, remember eight sharp."

How did he know where I lived? I never gave him directions. I was about to demand to know how he knew, but I was to tired.

"Goodbye Camron, I'm looking forward for tomorrow."

Ill just ask him over dinner tomorrow. I climbed out of the front seat of his truck, and walked down the drive way to my house gleaming with happines.