Could I make him cry? That's what I thought as I stepped into the octagon. Matt Serra looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. He was going down, I knew it. The bell rang. We walked to the center of the octagon, we touched gloves and the fight started. At first he seemed to be sizing me up. He began to jab at me. He knew that I had no ground game, of course I didn't really think it mattered. I reached out for a punch. He dodged it and hit me square in the chest. I fell back but caught my self. As I caught myself he grabbed my legs and lifted me up. That's when it hit me. Shit. I have no ground game. I hit the mat with a defining SMACK! That's when Matt mounted me. At this point he knew he had this fight won. As he let his punches fall I moved my head out of the way. When he threw the third punch I caught him on the chin. That gave me the chance to flip him over and get back on my feet. He scrambled to his feet. He set his feet up and tried to kick me. I grabbed his foot and threw him on the mat and began to beat him senseless. That's when he kicked me in the face. I fell and hit the mat. He jumped on this chance. He got back on top and he threw a punch which landed on my face. Then he threw an elbow. The elbow hit me in the forehead and caused a cut. Blood began to stain us both as well as the mat. That's when the bell rang. End of round 1, still 4 more to go.
"COME ON! HE'S DOMMIATING YOU!" My coach yelled at me.
"NO!" I said sarcastically, "THAT WOULD EXPLAIN THE GODDAMN CUT ON MY FOREHEAD!"
"LISTEN! JUST STICK TO YOUR STAND UP! YOU CAN GET HIM"
"YEAH! I KNOW!"
"JUST GET BACK OUT THERE AND KICK HIS ASS!" The bell rang again, round 2.
Matt came out with a smile. That pissed me off. When we touched gloves I Unloaded on his face. I heard his nose break and I saw him fall back onto the mat, out cold. Smiles in fights piss me off.
"She was at the mall. I saw her on his arm, she was all over him. Dude, she's cheating on me," My voice was shaky; tears were falling from my eyes.
"No fucking way. Who was she with?" Haru said his voice was distorted.
I sat in a tunnel my knees up to my chest, tears steaming down my face. "She… She... was with…Yuki." I heard a gasp from the phone.
"With Yuki?"
"Yeah, with Yuki."
"Damn, I knew she had the hots for him."
"What?" I said in between sobs. My tears were staining my face. I was shaking with anger and sorrow.
"She was in love with him. I could see it in her eyes."
"Then why the hell would she go out with me?"
"She wanted to see if he cared about her. She made shit up about you to see what would happen. Looked like it worked. Dude, I'm sorry," Haru said.
"Jus… How long has she been seeing him?" I found myself asking him.
"I don't know," He said, I could tell he didn't. That's when I cried even harder. My sobs echoed through the tunnel. "I'm sorry dude. I really am."
"Thanks," I was able to choke out. I hung up the phone and dropped it to the ground. I let my head hit the brick tunnel. My tears fell into my lap, my sobs echoing around me almost making fun of me. I smacked my head against the brick wall. "Why?" I repeated to myself over and over. "Why?"
My MMA record was 2-1. So, I lived in an apartment, just a simple 1 bedroom apartment. I didn't mind it, it was a roof over my head and that's all that mattered. When I opened the door to my apartment I had 3 new messages; 1 from Haru, 1 from my coach and 1 from Tohru. Only the one from Tohru wasn't the usual, she was in tears. I could her sobbing. She was saying something about Yuki and some other bullshit. Then she said, 'Please call me Kyo. Please.' When the message ended I called her back. No answer. So I tried her cell number. She picked up.