Chapter 26
Georgie
As I look around the reception worry starts taking over. It’s stupid to feel that way but a sense of dreads taken over my body and won’t ease up. It could be from running into my mom, but something feels off. Where the heck did he go?
Kyle’s at the bar so I decide to see if he knows where my boyfriend went. As I approach him, his eyes widen and he looks down at his shoes. He knows something.
“Kyle, do you know where Jayden went?”
“Hmmm… Jayden? My brother?”
“Is there another one here? Of course your brother.”
“Nope, haven’t seen him lately.” He’s not telling me something.
“Kyle, where is he?”
“Don’t worry about him he’s fin…”
I reach forward and grab Kyle by the nuts. I’m usually not this aggressive but I know somethings wrong and he needs to tell me what.
When he yelps, I squeeze tighter. “Tell me where the hell he went.”
“Fine! He’s at the fight, he left 40 minutes ago.”
It’s like someone just threw a bucket of ice on me. My whole body runs cold and my ears begin to pound. The room starts spinning and I hold onto the top of the bar.
“You have to bring me.” I demand.
“He told me not to.”
“Kyle, you take me or I swear to god you’ll be leaving here without your man parts.”
He stands there staring at me like he’s not going to budge. If he won’t give me anything I’ll find someone who will. I run out of the reception, mindful to try and not catch anyone’s attention. Kyles trailing closely behind me, I can hear the pounding of his feet every time they connect with the ground.
Once I’m in the house I seek out my cell phone. When I locate it, I try to pull up a number I swore I’d never use again. Skid’s.
“What are you doing?” Kyle questions.
“Calling Skid, if you won’t tell me I know he will.”
Kyle reaches over and plucks my phone out of my hands. “Fine, I’ll take you. But you need to listen to me and stay out of the way. The last thing Jay needs is to see you and lose his focus.”
“Alright, let’s go!”
Then we’re in the car heading a few towns over. The car isn’t fully stopped yet as I sprint for the front door of the old building. I can hear Kyle shouting for me to stop but I don’t, my feet keep running and stop only when we reach someone stopping me outside the main door.
“It’s closed.” This huge man crosses his arms over his chest trying to look intimidating.
“You don’t understand, my boyfriend’s fighting. I need to get in there.”
He chuckles. “What’s the password?”
“Password? What the hell? Let me in, Skid knows me!”
He talks into a walkie talkie and after a brief conversation lets me into the building. When I walk through the entrance my eyes roam over the inside. Dirty, gross and scary are the first words that pop into my mind. There are open steel beams all over the place and dusty concrete floors. As I look across the building my eyes catch where the fights going on. I run over and the closer I get, the louder the shouting is. Everyone’s standing on their seats cheering.
“Rip his fucking head off!” Someone yells and my eyes train on the ring.
My heart constricts in my chest when I see Jayden looking severely beaten on the ground, held in some sort of hold by another guy. He looks like the fight has completely left his body and like he’s about to give up. No freaking way.
Making my way through all the people in the back, I run down the aisle towards the cage. Slipping my fingers through the wholes shaking the fence I scream for Jayden to fight.
He briefly looks up at me and a look of surprise passes through his face. That’s right, I’m here baby.
“Jayden, you have to fight!” I scream. An arm wraps around my shoulders and I jump before realizing its Zander pulling me against him.
“We have to do something!”
Then I see Skid stand up. He’s up on some platform and the look he’s giving me causes my body to involuntarily shiver.
“Nice of you to join us Georgie. As you can see your man’s about to lose.” He laughs. “It’s all for the best, now you can come up here and see what a real man’s like.” He licks his lips and I want to vomit.
The crowd starts going crazy as I whirl around and place my focus back on Jayden who isn’t on the ground anymore. No. He’s pulling himself up using the fence and Serge is rolling around on the floor holding his junk. I jump up and down and scream like a lunatic at this awesome change of events. When I look hopefully towards Zander I notice Kyle standing next to him, eyes fixed on his brother in the ring.
“He’s got this, he has to win.” I’m speaking more to myself than anyone around me.
“You’ve got this Jayden, kick his ass!” I yell.
Now on his feet, Jayden stalks to his opponent, grabs him by the hair and slams his face into the fence over and over. His face is almost unrecognizable it’s covered with so much blood. He’s blindly trying to swing at Jayden and missing every time.
Finally, Jayden knees him in the mid-section numerous times before slamming Serge’s head down on his knee. He crumples to the floor and looks lifeless. Jayden gives him two kicks in the ribs before looking over at Skid and holding his hands in the air.
Skid looks severely pissed off, but stands up and acknowledges what just happened. Jayden pulled it off, he won! His opponent lies unconscious on the ground as Jayden looks to be having trouble standing on his own.
“Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time ever, someone knocked out the legend of the underground ring. Jayden Cage, you have done the unthinkable and beat the champ. Congratulations.” Everyone cheers apparently seeing Jayden in a different light. It’s a far cry from the boos and chants not even five minutes ago.
Skid may have congratulated him but his demeanor lets me know he’s anything but thrilled. He wanted Jayden to get beat tonight and its written all over his face.
Zander and Kyle rush into the ring to help their brother. He looks a mess but at least he’s breathing. I get in there and get on my knees beside him where he dropped to the ground. Placing my hands on the sides of his face I look him in the eyes.
“Thank you.” Tears well up in my eyes.
“It’s all for you, always just for you baby.” I pull him to me and cry. After a moment, I look up towards Zander and let him know we need to get the hell out of here. He may have won but we don’t need any disgruntled spectators getting any ideas. Or Skid for that matter.
Zander and Kyle help Jayden off the floor and throw his arms around their shoulders. He’s severely bruised already and his face is swelling.
“Hospital?” I question.
“No, take me home Sunshine.”