She's a Street Racer

CH#19 He really is bipolar isn't he?

Right left uppercut, right left uppercut and repeat. I was on a roll I was only hit once in my ribs and it hurt like hell but I was on an adrenaline rush.

All I could think was that I'm gonna win and I'm loving this, just how much I missed this feeling. The feeling of letting go. I could faintly hear the crowds chant through the sound of my blood rushing and a KNOCKOUT!!

"Bringggggg!!" The sound of the bell rang ending the fight.

I was sweaty as hell with a tiny split lip and what I presume a heavily bruised ribs but I'll take care of that later.

That's when the boys came on the stage, I was expecting words of encouragement and congratulations on winning the fight but....

"Are you freaking nuts?!?!? Why the hell would you volunteer to fight? what the hell were you thinking that guy was twice your size." Cam was the first one to approach me fuming he said as he jerked my hand to turn me around, you see they tried to stop the fight but it's not allowed to get in the middle till one of the fighters are knocked out.

"I wanted to fight so I did, take a chill pill you're the one who bought me here and leave my hand." I replied not in the mood of hearing his rant and snatched my hands out of his. Man!!he has a strong grip this is going to bruise.

"That was amazing." Drake said to me.

"Man you're busted." Nate said looking sympathetic, "You did really good but I kinda expected that from you." he congratulated me on my win and matt just hugged the hell out of me causing me to gasp, wow! I was hurt.

"Oops sorry!" he said sheepishly letting me go.

"See that's how you act when you see someone win not rant out like you " I narrowed my eyes at Cameron.

"Whatever." he mumbled and went away.

What the hell is that guy’s problem? Why is always like a fuse about to go off?

"Come on let's get you fixed up and just so you know it's fine that you fought today but you're not gonna fight again, not on my Watch got it?" Nate said seriously breaking my thoughts.

"Just a minute ago you were happy I won?" I asked with my eyes narrowed.

"I was happy you won but that doesn't mean you're gonna fight again.... yes, you're good but this isn't the kind of place you should show your strength. This Is not a normal place you're lucky you weren't hurt much cause this place can get really messy." he explained.

"Whatever, now don't go scolding me like Cam did." I replied exasperated.

"He meant well, he's doing it for a reason" he said.

A few painkillers later and getting patched up I kind of regretted fighting, yes it was fun but man I was out of practice. The three months here passed in a breeze and it was my first actual workout here apart from my lovely punching bag but man it was worth it. It was already quiet late but I wasn't comfortable enough. I wanted to get off bed and just do something. I figured what's better than ice cream when you don't know what to do?

I went downstairs and raided the fridge in the hopes of finding some Ice cream. "Bingo !!!"I said out loud.

"Aww Crap did it had to be Strawberry. Nate and his weird choices."

"You know the talking to yourself could end you up in a mental hospital." Cameron sneaked up on me for behind caused me to jump a bit.

I winced a bit before turning around cause of the sudden movement

"And talking to me when I'm hungry and deep in thought could end you up in a cemetery." I shot back.

"Yeah right, when you're all bruised and in pain and you know fighting tonight was a stupid thing on your part." he replied.

"I wanted to fight, I did! Stop me if you Can." I shot back and turned to leave, when a hand grabbed my wrist

"The only reason I don't want you get involved with the fights is because it's gets bad, like really bad. The last few stages are cage fights you can even lose your life. “he said.

"It was just one fight. Mm God Damn it. I'm not talking part in it. I'm not gonna get killed and why the hell do you care if I do?” I said exasperated.

"That's what he said and look where it got him." he replied with so much emotion shaking his he rushed out of the kitchen and I heard the roar if the engine.

All that talk took a toll on my body and I felt sleepy and decided to go to bed...the only thing that was going in my mind at that time was That's what he said and look where it got him...

Who was he taking about? What happened? Before sleep took me.

I was woken up by the Sweet melody of my alarm 'note the sarcasm' I groggily got up of bed did my business, my bruised ribs were a bit better than yesterday but it still hurt a bit (and no I'm not whining about it I'm happy I fought).

I wore my signature leather jacket with a tee and jeans and made my way downstairs for hell aka school.

"Hey, how are your bruises?" Nate asked me as soon as I stepped in the kitchen no doubt he's becoming a doctor Mr worry rat.

"Fine." I muttered and grabbed a bowl of cereal before the boys are here.

A few hours later hell ended and we were on our way back. School today was uneventful except I was surprised and ecstatic only few knew about the fight last night which bought me back to the thing Cameron said last night. I didn't see much of him today at school he I don't know when he came back home last night or why he came late to class but I didn't pay much attention to it all I could think about what he said.

Ugggh!!!what the hell did he mean by that and should I ask the rest if the brothers about it.

"There's another race tonight." Matt spoke breaking my thoughts.

"I hope you remember my condition or else.” I said.

"Yeah don't worry Nate's on it." he replied.

I was talking to Josh and Chris and telling them about the fight last night which there was ecstatic to hear about and told me that uncle Dean (our coach back home. The guy who taught me to fight he was a guy in his 30's fit at a bulldozer) was asking about me and that he misses her favourite aka me. I was the only girl who fought there and I was Damn good not to be too cocky when I was called down by Nate.

I bid goodbye to the boys and ran downstairs before he drags the house down I thought he was supposed to be the adult one...ah whatever.

"Aqua come out here." I heard him say when I reached downstairs. All the boys stood in a straight line minus Cameron why the hell is the bipolar jerk always missing when everyone's around.

"I present to you your very own." Nate said and moved out if the way

"OH.MY.GOD." I rushed to my bike pushing the boys away from the way and got on my bike and sighed the boys were laughing at my antics.

"oh shut up I haven't seen my baby in 3 months."

"Hey! we didn't say anything." Nate said raising his hands in defence.

"Now are you going to race tonight. “He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Hell Yeah." I exclaimed and they laughed again.

I was in my room contemplating on life when the door knocked. Wow we have gentlemen here I though. I told who ever was at the door to come in.

"Hey! can I talk to you for a minute.” Nate peaked his head in.

"Yeah sure, is everything okay?" I asked.

"Yeah everything's fine I just." He took a deep breath and sat next time me on the bed he rubbed his face before saying.

"Did you have a fight or something with Cameron?" he inquired.

"I don't think it was a fight." I replied eyebrows furrowed.

"Look whatever's going on between you two it has to stop. I know it's hard but please bear with him try to be a bit patient with him and try to fix whatever's wrong.” he said.

I thought about it for a while and asked.

"He really is bipolar isn't he?" With my eyes wide.

And he freaking laughed.

"You think he's bipolar." he said still recovering from his laughing fest.

"Don't worry he's not bipolar." he said patting me on my head and getting off.

"Get ready we have a race in an hour!" he said before exiting the room.

NOTE: Bipolar is a serious illness and shouldn't be joked around.