The Tattoos on Her Back

Back to My Old Life... Kind Of

It's been a week now since I've been home. They have both of my legs in boots, but I only wear them when I'm not training.

They told me not to train because I could possibly redamage what they just fixed. I, however, just pop a few painkillers and hit the gym until my legs start to hurt again.

Even though I still train, I don't train as hard core. That's why I am literally counting down the days when I can finally get rid of these stupid boots.

Today, I was going to train. But that was before a certain person came knocking on my door this morning.

Let's jump back in time shall we...

POW! POW! c***k!

Two jabs to the face, and a roundhouse kick to the temple to finish him off. Or at least in my imagination. This is just a punching bag for now. The next match is in 1 week and 3 days since the doc let me out early.

ONE! TWO! THREE!

Three knee kicks to the face. Always try to go for the face and stomach. If they have a strong guard, then go for the legs, but always hit the same spot. Then you create a weak spot. That gives you the advantage.

BANG! BANG!

Two loud knocks on the front door. I wipe my face with a towel, and put both boots back on.

For some reason, I had a bad feeling about opening the door, but I shook off the feeling.

I open the door only to reveal the hooded figure stand in there.

My heart starts to race, and my breath rate speads up.

"H-how do you know where I live?" I ask sounding more afraid than I meant to.

"I have my resources. I came to get what was mine." He said in a low raspy voice.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." I said stepping back into the door frame.

"No, apparently not. But believe me, you will." With that, he whipped out a white cloth from his pocket and placed it over my mouth in one swift movement.

I knew exactly what it was, so I tried not to breath in as I tried to fight back. He pressed the cloth to my mouth harder and harder until I was forced to breath in the substance on the cloth.

Then complete and utter blackness.

...

That pretty much summed up my day so far. What a great day right?

My head was pounding as I woke up. No matter how hard I tried to keep my eyes open, I just couldn't do it.

I felt something in mouth. Must me some sort of cloth. My hands and feet were bound together with thick rope. I was laying on my side.

There was a sudden jolt. Then I realized that I was in the trunk of a car.

I try to remember the events before I woke up, but nothing comes to mind. Hopefully I'll be able to remember later.

I feel the car take a few turns, then stop. The engine truns off, and I hear footsteps coming around the back of the car.

I hear the click of the trunk being unlached. I lay my head back down and pretend to still be unconscious.

I hear him sigh.

"I know you're awake. Let's not make this any harder than it needs to be."

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Sorry guys for the slow and short update. I've literally been swamped in homework for school.