Welcome To The Club

Chapter 1 You're Sure?

Juice POV

"Tui mi hermano y yo nos preocupamos por favor no te vayas" Why couldn't she speak english mom taught us both how to speak english. "I told you for the thousandth time I am going out deal with it, I get it I love you to and I know you are worried but I am leaving and I would prefer it if you would start speaking english. I can't be your translator anymore if I am in another town. I have to go to this boxing tournament I will be gone a week at the most. Calm down por favor." She looked at me her big brown eyes forcing me to feel guilt. But I made more money in one of my fights then she did at a month at her dead end job at the hospital. She nodded her head and I pulled her into a hug, her arms tightened around my back and I sgihed. "Just be careful just make sure that you are safe and you don't take to many hits to the face you are already low on brain cells and you need those to code and stuff." I laughed at her leave it up to her to give me a compliment and an insult at the same time. "Don't worry little sis, Gloria I will be fine I got mommas ghost watching over me." She nodded her head and I grabbed my bag at the front door and my gym bag and hopped on my bike. I looked at new york for one more time before I had to leave. The sun hadn't even risen yet it made the city look so perfect. Before the loud noise and augments in the streets started and the ring of the taxi cabs that echoed off of the building I was going to miss it but I would me home in no time. I waved to Gloria her curly black hair covering her face so that I couldn't see that worried look she always gave me. I was the older brother I was the one that was supposed to be worried about her. I revved my bike and pulled off into the street I had to be in some little nobody town for a match with some redneck sounding guy by 8pm tonight so I had some time.

The sun was shining hard on my back it was ice cold in new york but it seem at least 90 degree here I was going to have to pull over at a gas station or something before I started to get heat stroke. I pulled into some little town by the name of Charming I saw the sign on my way into the town. The sky was crystal blue and it looks like a vacation resort town, but this was california so that made snes. I looked around but the closest thing that I came to a gas station was this little dive bar and mechanics shop, at this point it was do I just need to take this jacket off. I pulled up off to the side close to the exit I didn't plan on staying. I hopped off of my bike and I heard my phone ring and it was my little sister. Damn she didn't waste any time I told her it was about a 16 hours and she called on the dot. "Buenos dias pequena hermana" She laughed on the other line. "I thought you told me to speak english and I told you to stop calling me your little sister you are only older by two years I'm not that much younger than you. Anyway how was the drive." I laughed at her and took off my jacket and slipped it into my saddle bag. "Hot as hell it's way colder in new york but it was fine other than the heat. I'm at some menchins place called.." I looked up to a sign that said teller-morrow, "You know what let's not sweat the details I'm not even sure I read the sign right but anyway nah I am heading out to the hotel. I got a fight a 8 and I can miss it its 3,000 dollars if I win and that is all I care about. I call you when the fight is over." She sighed heavily and pause for a moment. "I don't like it you fighting to get me this money. I can find a new way to get into school I don't need you killing yourself for this money." I laughed I wasn't going to do that. "You need one year left for your master right well I'm not screwing with that mom would kill me. Don't worry about it" I felt a tapping on my shoulder and I turned to see some pretty boy with blue eyes and blond hair staring at me. "Call you later hermana" I hung up the phone before she could say anything to me. I turned to look at him and sighed "I'm moving the bike you don't have to say it I just pulled over for a second to rest my legs." I was getting back on my bike when I got a good look at the guy he was built and he was wearing this leather vest he must have been out of his mind to wear something like that in this heat. "Alright Pepi get a move on" I was thinking twice about driving away but I put that insult out of my mind and looked him over one more time. I could totally kick his ass.

I shook my head and revved my bike before I pulled off out of the lot and towards the hotel, I couldn't help but notice that everyone that as there was white. It wouldn't pay for me to speak spanish in this place. There might try to lynch me or jump me it would be better to stay low and do my three fights and get out of here. I looked around there wasn't much to this little town there a lot of people here at all. I should have read the population on the sign but I have to say that I want that inserted in the people here. I pulled up to a white building with blue title in the roof it was a little in but I dint are much the only time I would be here was when I was sleeping other than that I would see this place too much. Between training and fighting I wont have time to look around the town or wander about but that is fine with me. I parked my bike and looked around there were a few other bikes sitting there and a big boy it looked like it was about to fall apart. I looked at it, just parking next to it gave me a bad feeling. I turned my bike off and looked at my phone it was 6 and the sun was still otu. Yeah this place is weird new york might be the city that never sleeps but it is still weird that this place still had the sun up at 6 pm. I was starting to get off of my bike and grab my stuff when three guys walked out over to the bike I just parked next to. One of them look at me he ha this scruffy beard and beady blue green eyes. He looked like a total creep and a child rapist. His black hair was cropped and he was wearing this leather jacket with a reaper on it. He glared at me and spit at the ground, "Wow didn't know that they were letting spicks into the town now" The other two old guys with him started to laugh and I had to choke down my temper if they cops came to break this up if I was the winner or the loser they would still lock me up. "Puerto Rican asshole. Not mexican" I grabbed my bike and walked off into the inn trying to ignore the glares that I was getting from those guys. But here was no point when I walked to the inn keepers table he looked at me the same way. What was with this racist little town where there something on my face.

"Nice tattoos boy that must have hurt." I placed a hand to my skull and shook my head no "What made you get those" He smiedl wide at me and I smiled back this was the first welcoming face since I got in. "My fist go flying when I am in the ring so my sister use to call me lightning like the guy from the old rocky films. So I decided to get the lighting bolts on my head but I wanted it to respect my culture as I got tribal blots. Didn't hurt as much as I thought that it was going to." He nodded his hand and turn around to look at a large wooden contraption that held 100's of set of keys. He turned to look at me and smiled kindly, "You must be the new boxer right?" I smiled at him "Mix martial but yeah it's one in the same one just involves kicking" He nodded his head and grabbed number 1 off of the hook and handed it to me. "That must make you Juan Carlos Ortiz right" I nodded my head and he went in a large dust book bound in leather and wrote the number one next to me name that was sculpted out in cursive. "Then you are all set enjoy your stay and good luck in your match." I nodded my head in thanks and told him to have a ncie day before I grabbed my bags off of the ground and head down the hallway. The whole hallway had a bunch of pictures of the past owners of the inn it must have been a family business because every portis has the same last name. I came across number 1 and open the door with my key before throwing both of my bag on the large queen size bed and looked around. There was a small tv in the corner of the room along with a small living room area and a large bathroom. The queen size bed was soft when I jumped on it and at down for a moment before looking at the wall. For the most part they were bare but his one portrait of a boxing match. It was the final fight between Rocky and Mr. T no way the guy was a fan. I laughed to myself before my cell phone started to ring. I look at the screen it was my manager what could he have wanted. "What?" There was a lot of ruckus at the other end of the phone and then the little weasel voice ran out loud and clear. "The fight got moved up it starts in 20 minutes get your ass down here and be dressed." The phone snapped off and I jumped off of the bed and open my gym bag and grabbed my shorts and the wrapping for my hands before I got dressed and threw a sweatshirt on before I ran out of the in with my keys and room key. I revved the bike and looked around the town for what looked like a gym the asshole could have told me where the hell it was at and about the change earlier.

I found some time of gyms I think he name was lucky or goldens or something like that I don't really pay attention I just parked my bike and looked over to see some of the same bike from this morning. Jeeze do these asshoels own the town. I shook my head sadly and ran into the building and looked over to see my manager talking with some biker douche bags. The only thing that really stood out as the boss, was this jacked old dude with gray hair and green looking eyes he was wearing the same leather jacket only this one said president on it. I sighed and ran over to my manager and hit him in the back. He whined from the pain and looked at me outrage. "What the hell Ortiz you're late" I look at him he couldn't be seriously, "Fuck you, don't be such a shitty manager you should have told me it wasn't starting at 8 anymore and maybe I wouldn't have been late. You're lucky your dating my sister or you wouldn't even fucking be my manager but she insisted on it." He looked at me embarrassed in front of his new friends who were staring at me cautiously. "What are the rules" He looked at me and sighed "Anything goes match you lose you get 3 grand btu you when you take home 10 grand and that is more than enough for Gloria." I nodded my head and looked at him and sighed. "Alright let's do this." I took off my sweatshirt and handed it to him. He looked at my chest and then at my pec it was the name Maria on it, my mother's name right above my heart. "Go in the wrong lets get this over with" I nodded my head ad walked over to the ring and stepped in. I leaned in one of the corner and looked around for a moment. Then he came out the child rapist looking dude, he had a tank top on thank god if you ask me he was all flab and no abs. He ain't got shit on my biceps or my abs he didn't even look like he had any body strength. His biceps looked good but that didn't mean that he was going ot have any power behind it. He walked into the ring and looked at me and then at the old guy. "Clay you can't be serious you want me to fight the little spic." His voice was raspy and it was a assault to my ears.

The old man named Clay looked at me and then at the guy, "Tig just fight him if you when the club get 10 G's. " He nodded his head and looked at me, the acc walked in the middle of the ring and called us over to him. "This is anything goes match all you have to do is knock your opponent out or make him tap out. Biting, kicking, punching, it is all allowed no touch fist and go back to your corners." I lifted my fist up and waited for him to do the sam and he simply smile and spit on my fist before he walked back to his corne. I could hear my manager saying bad move under his breath while the white boys looked at him. The announcer look at the two fo us and simedl "Then let's see some action" I walk out of my corner and got ready for him to charge me. He came within reaching distance and I jumped out and did a roundhouse kick to his face before he hit the ground. I watched as he spit up some blood and a tooth, I smile at him and laugh.I crouched down on top of his body and lifted him up by his shirt before I started to pucbn him in the face with a right hook. After about three hits he managed to push me off of him and stand up. He was wobbly on his feet and he lacked any balance if he didn't have blame there was a large chance that he might not be able to land a punch on me. I sighed and shook my head sadly as the white boys were cheering him on. He slowly walked over to me and I wasn't going to wait for him. I started to run and jump up so that I was towering over him. I punched him with another right hook before he dropped to the ground and looked up at me. Blood covering more of his face seeing as how i just snapped his nose causing from blood to leak out. "What to all the shit you were talking, calling me a spic and spitting on my you remember that. I rember telling you I was Puerto Rican but you didn't want to listen. Listen now bitch" I stomped my foot on his chest and dropped to the ground kicking him in the chest as I did so before putting him in a arm bar. "Tap out or I am going to snap your arm. You have 5,4,3,2,1. Okay fine with me." I pulled his arm applying more pressure and I heard a snap before I rolled off of him and he sat up. I kicked him in the face and he fell to the ground in a useless heap. "Asshole"

There was a large amount of cheers and hushed whispers and the accincer lifted my arm up and proclaimed me the winner and I smiled wide as they handed me my money. I grabbe it thankfully and walked over to my manger. I smiled at him his face shocked as he looked at the guy that I had just destroyed. "What I... Don't think that I have... What?" I laugh At him and grabbed my sweatshirt. "Dont ov thnik it, he psited me off so I decided not to hold back like a usually do he was lucky I didn't go full throttle or they would be taking him out of here in a body bag. Now that being said I am going to transfer this into Gloria account and be done she only needed 10 grand to finish off the debt for her degree. So she can finish off her last years and be done of this and I am done fighting for anyone but myself. Now that being said I am leaving later douche bag." I walked out of the building and over to the bank I had the money place in my sister's account and almost immediately she called me. I walked out of the building and over to my bike and leaned against it. As the moon started to rise it got a lot cooler here, "Yes the money i put in your account isn't a accident. I made the last of your money you needed in one fight. Apparently it was 3,000 if I lost fight and 10,000 if I won of course you know me I went for the win." I hear her squealing on the other line and singing in spanish, hearing how happy she was put a smiled on my face. Them I hear the sound of motorcycles engine and looked up to see a group of guys surrounding me. You have to be kidding me, they were back for some vengeance you have to be kidding me. "I love you so much Juan" I sighed and looked at him "Love you to little sis I'm glad one of us is having a good day. Look take the money and finish up you last year and then you can start making the money and I can sit on my ass and do nothing all day." SHe laughed at me and sighed "Thank you Juan te amo" I sighed and looked over to the guy they were getting off of their bikes. "Te amo.I got to go I got some things I need to get sutatied talk to you later." She squealed and hung up the line before they all glared at me. This couldn't be good