“I’m a little nervous.” I admit as Katie and I finish getting dressed for tonight.
“Don’t be.” She smiles, as she comes out of her closet dressed in a light blue dress and black sneakers. I’ve known Katie and Dylan for three months now. Katie and I have become fast friends and she wants to take me to see one of Dylan’s fights tonight. Only problem is, he fights illegally and I’m the daughter of the Chief of police. Oh, and another thing, Katie and Dylan have no idea who my father is.
It’s not like I’m going to rat them out and get everyone arrested. My father and I don’t even have that great of a relationship. He is always working so my mom pretty much raised me by herself because my father was never around. Still, if he ever found out where I am going tonight, I’d be in so much trouble. I don’t really care if he yells at me, but I don’t want to get my friends or anyone else in trouble.
“Maybe I should stay home tonight.” I say. “I mean, I’m not even dressed up like you are.”
I look down at myself and what I’m wearing. I just have on a pair of ripped jean shorts and a solid purple t-shirt.
“It’s a fight.” Katie laughs. “I don’t really think it matters what you wear. I’m only wearing a dress because I wear dresses all of the time.”
It’s true, I don’t even think Katie owns a pair of jeans or pants for that matter. I’ve only ever seen her wearing sundresses.
“If you’re afraid that someone’s going to bother you, you don’t have to be. You’ll be with me and no one bothers me because I’m Dylan’s girl.” She smiles. “I know you’re shy but you only have to talk to me and Dylan. I’ll make sure everyone stays away from you.”
“Okay.” I nod, not knowing what other excuse I can use to get out of going tonight. “I’ll go.”
“Yay!” Katie squeals, coming over to hug me. “Okay, let’s go.”
We walk out of her apartment and get into her car. She drives for a while, heading downtown and stops outside of a very packed night club. We step out of the car and Katie comes over to me and grabs my hand. She leads me through the door and the sea of sweaty, dancing people until we’re at a back door with a very large, scary man standing in front of it.
“Hey Jeff.” Katie greets him.
“Katie.” He nods. “I see you brought a friend.”
He smiles over at me and I duck behind Katie, not liking his attention, but who am I kidding, I don’t like anyone’s attention on me. I like to stick to myself.
“Yes, I did, and she’s off limits. So, stop staring at her Jeff.”
“Sorry.” He mumbles. He opens the door for us and we head down two flights of stairs and a hallway until we’re greeted by another black door. Katie pushes it open and we’re surrounded by another sea of people, only this one is made up by mostly men. I push into Katie’s side some more, wishing that I stayed home and she smiles reassuringly at me.
“Blair, it’s okay. No one’s going to bother you. You’re with me, remember.”
“Yeah, it’s just I feel like everyone’s staring at us. You know I hate big crowds.”
“I know, do you want to go home?” She asks. I want to tell her yes but I know she likes to watch Dylan fight so I shake my head.
“No, I’ll be okay.”
“Great.” She beams. “Let’s go find Dylan.”
We make our way through the crowd and I see Dylan standing outside of a fighting ring. He smiles when he sees us and walks over, planting a kiss on Katie’s lips.
“I missed you Kitty.” He says to her. She giggles and I slightly step away, not wanting to interrupt their intimate moment.
“I missed you too.” She smiles. “You going to win the fight tonight?”
“You know I always do. And once I’ve won, I want you in the locker rooms, so I can eat my prize.”
I clear my throat and Katie looks at me with wide eyes.
“Oh my God!” She blushes scarlet and hits Dylan’s bare chest. “Dylan, Blair just heard everything you said. Blair I am so sorry.”
“It’s fine.” I giggle. “I’ve heard him say things like that to you before.”
Katie’s eyes somehow get even bigger and she presses her hands to her cheeks. “I’m so embarrassed.”
“Don’t be.” I tell her, squeezing her hand in comfort. “I think it’s cute how you two get so lost in each other. I just don’t want to see him eating you.”
Dylan barks out a laugh and people turn to look at us. He glares at them and they turn away. “Don’t worry Blair, I would never let anyone but me see my Kitty like that.”
“Good to know.”
“Dylan!” Someone yells. “Get your ass in the ring, fight’s about to start.”
“I’ll see you two later.” Dylan says. He runs up to the ring and hops in.
“Wow.” I say to Katie. “That guy seemed mad.”
“Who? Scar?” She asks.
“I don’t know.” I shrug. “Whoever was just yelling at Dylan.”
“Yeah, that was Scar. He just always sounds like that.”
“Is he always mad?” I ask.
“I don’t know. I mean he’s nice to me, probably because Dylan would fight him if he wasn’t, but to everyone else he’s usually yelling at them. We don’t really talk though. He kind of scares me to be honest.”
“Why?” I curiously ask, as we watch Dylan and the other guy in the ring start to fight.
“He’s just super big and kind of scary looking. I mean I know I shouldn’t judge a book by its cover but I mean he goes by the name of Scar. It just makes you wonder how he got the name and why people are so afraid of it and him.”
“Huh.” I say thoughtfully, taking in Katie’s words and becoming curiouser by the second about this man Scar.
Dylan throws a punch and knocks the guy out. He lays on the ground for a good thirty seconds before a bells goes off somewhere and Dylan is declared the winner. He hops out of the ring as the crowd cheers and he winks at Katie. She smiles at him as he walks over to us and Katie jumps into his arms, kissing him deeply.
“Will you be okay if we head to the locker room?” Katie asks me with a slight blush on her face.
“Yeah.” I nod. “I’ll be fine.”
“I could ask Scar to come keep an eye on you.” Dylan offers.
“No.” I quickly say, shaking my head. I may be curious about this Scar guy but that does not mean I want to meet him, especially if what Katie says about him is true. I’m already a shy enough person, I don’t need a big, angry, intimidating man in front of me too. “I actually have to go to the bathroom so, I’ll be fine on my own.”
“Okay.” Katie says. “It’s down the hall over there, to the right.”
“Thanks.” I wave to them as they walk away. I turn and slowly make my way through the crowd, heading for the bathroom. I make it to the hallway and see the sign for the bathroom, but just as I’m about to walk in a hand snags my wrist.
“Where are you going pretty lady.” A slimy voice breathes into my ear. I shake in fear and turn around. A man, about 5’9 and around his twenties stands in front of me, sneering down at me. He has greasy blonde hair, pale skin and is long and lanky. If I wasn’t frozen with fear, I could probably shove him and run away, but my limbs can’t seem to move. His fingers tighten on my wrist and he shoves me up against the wall. I scream, but the roaring of the crowd as another fight starts drowns it out. I have to do something, or this creep is going to hurt me. I will the fear in me to go away at least for a second so I can take control of my body again. The man leans in to kiss me and I knee him in his balls. He howls in pain and collapses to his knees. I bring my foot up and kick him in his face. He falls to the ground with a cry and I run. I can’t go back into the crowd of rowdy men and I have no idea where the locker rooms are that Katie and Dylan are in, so when I see a marked door that says private, I pray to God it’s unlocked and run into the room.
I let out a sigh as the knob turns and I close the door behind me, locking it up tight. I turn around to see that I’m in an office. There’s a couch in the corner and I move over to it, falling on it in relief. I curl up into myself and drop my head onto my knees, letting out a shaky sigh. I close my eyes and can feel the adrenaline leaving my body, which is making me extremely tired. I lay down on my side and decide I’m just going to take a short nap until Katie and Dylan find me.