Three years later…
Ayla
“Come at me b***h!”
I smirked circling her. My eyes calculating, ready to pounce. She was too cocky, thinking it was just enough to coax me into the offence. “What is it princess you f*****g scared to come at me?” she kept taunting but I waited. Three, two one. She got angry and charged at me with a roar. Too easy. I side stepped her and landed a punch to her side sending her the ground with a thud. “Come on you can do better than that” I teased and her eyes narrowed at me. This was too easy.
Kevin picked herself up her eyes gleaming “oh you want better? I’ll f*****g show you better’ she came at me landing a series of rapid punches. I raised my hand blocking a few, but she did manage to get few hits, and my girl was strong. But that was the thing about Kevin, sh
