I stiffened as the smell of alcohol and blood managed to make its way into my nose. Shuddering, I listened to the door slam behind me.

"You okay?" He asked me, scanning the room. "...y-yeah..." I stuttered, loooking to see what he was staring at.

I was too busy with being nosy that I wasn't able to see a giant man standing in front of me. "Hey, little lady?"

I turned to him, swallowing the gum I had in my mouth. He wore a leather jacket with sleeves ripped off and blue trousers. He wore a red bandana over his head and had green eyes. "You gotta sign this." He handed me a clip board.

I stared at Oliver, watching him pull on his t-shirt neck. "What is it for?" I asked, suspicious. "This is a contract. If you sign this, it means that the injuries or poisonings you get here won't have anything to do with them because you can't sue or blame it on them."

I gaped, staring at the pen Oliver had pulled out of his pocket. "You really want me to sign...my death contract?" I gulped, watching a boy get thrown to the ground from a bar.

"You better give me my money or I'll kill you." The man yelled, holding the boy by his collar. I gasped as two boys went zooming past me, nearly knocking me over.

I fell on Oliver, feeling his warm hands as he pulled me back up. "Sign it, or you won't be able to see your precious Tedros."

I sighed, grabbing the pen. "Tedros is finally dating?" He scoffed. "For a while now I thought he was just gay!"

I rolled my eyes, hands on my hips. "I'm not dating him." Oliver sighed. "They had a thing a while back...its complicated."

"Ooh, little lady has attitude."

I grumbled, giving the pen back to Tedros. "I signed. Happy?" Oliver walked past and I followed. I gasped as strong, cold hands grabbed me by the arse and squeezed.

I ran for Oliver, hands behind my back. "You want a drink?" Oliver asked, bored of waiting. "Um...I don't drink."

He rolled his eyes, turning to the bar tender. "Could I have a Guinness?" The man nodded, gesturing for the money first. Oliver chuckled, shaking his head before pulling out his wallet

He pulled out a tenner and swiped it across the table. The man took it, smiling. "Expensive." I mumbled, watching the man fill a glass with Guinness.

"You haven't even seen the worst of it, little lady." Oliver sighed, chugging down his drink. I sighed, looking at his half empty glass.

"Okay, so Tedros should be in the ring room." He took my by the hand, pulling me towards a door. "Is that where they fight?"

Oliver shook his head. "No. It's where everyone confesses their love for one and other."

"Tedros likes somebody?" I questioned, hands on my hips. "Who is she?" I asked. "Is she a blonde? Is she pretty?"

Oliver chuckled, quite tipsy from the alcohol. "She's just about right." He took me by the waist, pulling me closer. "You're jealous AF."

I groaned as the words 'fight!' chanted on and on from the other room. "I'm not jealous. I just asked questions, geez."

We entered the room, not able to see what was really going on because the room was crowded with people.

There was a cage and people surrounded it, money in their hands as they chanted names on and on.

"Where's Tedros?" I asked Oliver, but he wasn't able to hear me. I looked into the cage, faces becoming familiar.

Oliver groaned, jumping onto a table. He raised his hands, throwing it to the side. 'Go!' He mouthed, staring at the man in the cage.

"Get down!" I cried as I pulled on his jeans. He wriggled me off, doing the same jesture over and over again.

The figure turned around, staring straight at Oliver. Then at me. He stopped, shocked before a chair was thrown towards his head.

He fell to the ground, blacking out. Oliver jumped down from the table, listening to the crowd go wild. The referee raised the other's hand declaring him the winner.

I followed Oliver, watching him shove past people. We finally made our way to the front, revealing Tedros.

His hair had blood flooding out and so did his nose. I gasped, throwing my hands over him. "Oh gosh," I sighed, staring at Oliver. "What do we do?"

Oliver looked to the right, gritting his teeth as three grown men made their way towards us. "We've got to get out of here. This place is magic proof so we won't be able to shield ourselves properly."

I sighed, pushing Tedros' last foot into the car. I climbed in after him, crawling over. I stared at him as he slurred the other way, facing me.

His eyes fluttered open. He held his hand to his nose, gritting his teeth. "Oliver!" He called out. Oliver popped out from the front seat. "Yeah?"

"Why did you let her come?" He asked, making my face fall. I opened my mouth, ready to speak but his glare closed it.

"She wanted to come. So I was 'yeah. Whatever.'... Now she knows never to come here again." Oliver shrugged, passing his friend a tissue.

I took it, grabbing a vodka bottle. He stared at me before swiping it away. "You're not going to put that on my cuts!"

I rolled my eyes. "Stop being a baby." I giggled, taking the bottle back. "You might need to go to the hospital for this." I sighed.

He mumbled something as I climbed over him, dabbling the tissue over his head. He groaned, throwing me to the side.

I fell to his feet behind the front chair. "Wow!" Oliver shouted from the front. "No fighting."

I sighed, dusting myself before getting back up. Tedros lowered his head, unable to look at me. "Um, sorrry."

I shrugged, moving back to my seat. I turned to the side, screaming as a man appeared in front of my window.

"Lock the doors!" Tedros cried, climbing over to the boot. "Already a step ahead, mate." He threw me a bat. watching it land in my lap.

"I'm not hitting anyone!" I cried, my hands up. "Well you're gonna have too if he breaks through." Tedros groaned, watching as the man tried to open the door.

"Locking the doors won't stop me from getting you, boys." He chuckled, raising his fists. He punched the window, causing glass to shatter.

Tedros pulled me back by the shirt, still not managing to get some glass off me. I groaned in his chest as a piece of glass went right through my skin.

He pulled me further. "Dude, we've got to get her out of here before he harms her." Tedros informed Oliver.

"No kidding!" I yelled, not realising I was just screaming into his chest. He chuckled, before Oliver pulled me away.

He opened the door. shoving me out. "Get into the building!" He whispered. I nodded before I was held by cold hands.

"It seems as if these boys like you a lot, huh?"

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