Strong Enough
Chapter 1
“The Women’s International
Boxing Association announced today that 3 time heavy weight champion Kira Fox was
thrown out and banned from the boxing ring ever again...Apparently the 20 year
old boxer was found positive after being tested for enhancement drugs. Miss.
Fox claims to have been set up and is fighting the case with a few lawyers, but
sources say the outlook on Miss Fox being let back into the organization is
pretty far fetched.”
Kira kept running that news piece through her mind for the last 3 years...she
was 23 now...and a personal trainer...but she longed to be more...she was
engaged to a loser boyfriend, who she knew was cheating on her, but somehow
couldn’t prove it.
Kira was never one to take drugs and especially not enhancement drugs...the
trainer who had taken her blood was her ex-boyfriend of all of about 3
seconds...he was still pissin’ and moanin’ because she told him she wanted to
concentrate on her career now.
He told her soon after she was banned from the sport and boxing ring that now
she had time for a relationship...to which she proceeded to knock him out...
What? Like he didn’t deserve it? Yeah right.
He later served her with a restraining order and a law suit, claiming assault,
because she failed her drug test...
Boxing was her whole life, she started at the young age of 13...she knew
exactly what she wanted to do with her whole life...she went pro at 17 and won
her first heavy weight championship from Laila Ali at 18. Laila and her had
actually passed the belt back and forth a couple of times and would even train
together...but when the drug charges came up...Laila didn’t believe her about
not using drugs and turned her back on her.
Now here she was 3 years later 6 am, on her morning job as always...knowing
that when she got to her apartment, she had already packed her bags and was
leaving for a state unknown. She just decided she was going to start driving
and not look back...and where ever she stopped and felt comfortable...that’s
where she’d stay.
Kira walked into the apartment, and threw the keys on the counter. She walked
into the bed room and was disgusted when she finally caught her fiancé cheating
on her with little Miss Apartment 3A sucking him off in their bed.
He jumped up and they started arguing and yelling. Kira took the last straw
when he said she was a dried up boxer who’d lost her stuff the day they kicked
her out of the WIBA.
Kira felt the words sting but her creepy boyfriend felt her right fist as she
pulled back and hit him so hard she was sure she either left a dent or his
mother would get a bruise.
She shrugged as she looked at him laying on the floor...she showered and got
dressed and as she was leaving...she laughed to herself when she noticed he was
still knocked out.
She started driving, staring at the road...watching the mini u-haul in her
review mirror and thinking she couldn’t wait to get out of the state of
California. Anything was better then there. Anything.
Chapter 2
4 weeks later Samantha Fox
had been signed up and was taking training classes on how to be a wrestler in
Houston Texas. The teacher was some huge tattooed guy who preferred his students
to refer to him as either Mr. Callaway or Taker. His business partner went by
Mr. Michaels or HBK.
Sami wasn’t sure of who they were in the wrestling world...but she’d over heard
the other students talking about them...said they were so famous even famous
people kissed their ass. Sami being as hard headed as ever...stuck to her
training and kept to herself.
Mark walked into his office after dismissing the students for the
evening...Shawn walked in and said, “Have you noticed uh...what’s her
name...The one every one calls Hollywood.” Mark pinched the bridge of his
nose...he could feel the headache starting.
Mark nodded and said, “You mean Samantha Fox. There’s something about that
girl...She’s always on the money with her moves, like she’s done it before...she’s
to calm in the ring...Most people when they get in the ring with one of us are
scared shitless...she acts like it’s no big deal.”
Shawn nodded and said, “Yea...she’s fearless and real comfortable...But she
knows her shit. The only other thing that worries me is she stands against her
opponent like they are boxing instead of wrestling.” Mark scratched at the
go-tee covering his chin and nodded in agreement...Mark said, “Yea, I noticed
that...”
A month later, after doing 500 squats, Samantha stood leaning against one of
the four ring posts waiting for her other classmates to get past 350 squats.
Mark stood in the corner and talked between him and Shawn and he said, “She
just did 500 squats in 20 minutes...everyone else is on 350.”
Shawn said, “There’s something about that girl that is definitely weird. I
can’t put my finger on it, but there’s something there about her...that we
don’t know...she’s so with drawn, unlike everyone else who’ve formed bonds with
their classmates...She acts like a loner. Wonder what she’d be like if we stuck
her in tag team training?”
Mark saw the wheels turning and said, “I can’t imagine, but it’s worth a go. If
she can’t team play she’s in the wrong sport.”
Sami wasn’t stupid...she could see the two men talking in their corner and knew
immediately they were talking about her...She could just imagine what they were
trying to decide what to do with her. Unfortunately she’d have to wait to find
out.
Her cell phone started ringing...as they were released for a break. Sami walked
out and went into Kira mode as she opened her flip phone and said, “This is
Kira.” As her lawyer spoke to her on the phone she had to come up with a
plan...
Going from Kira mode back to Sami was a short trip as she walked back through
the door of the training facility as training continued.
Sami finished showering after training and went to the trainers office and
knocked, Mr. Michaels opened the door and invited her in...she walked in and
cleared her throat and said, “Excuse me Mr. Callaway...May I speak with you?”
Mark furrowed his brow at the young lady and motioned for her to sit down and
said, “Have a seat Miss Fox.” Sami said, “I’d rather stand...what I have to say
won’t take long...and then I need to leave.” Mark nodded and said, “Okay speak.”
His gruff voice aggravated her, but his southern accent turned her on.
Sami sat her cell phone down on the edge of the desk and said, “I have to leave
for a week...I’ve got some family business to attend to dealing with my
mother...I have t go back to California for it...but it shouldn’t take longer
then a week.”
Mark scowled and said, “That’s fine...you won’t be missing much this week...and
I’ll keep you after for a few hours the week you come back to show you what you
missed...Miss Fox...don’t make a habit out of missing weeks for family
business.”
Sami quirked an eye brow and said, “Yes sir.” As she turned and left.
Mark saw her phone and picked it up and hit the redial on it...then wrote the
number down and closed it back up and put it back on the edge as a knock came
from the door and Samantha poked her head in and grabbed her cell and left.
Shawn smiled and said, “I didn’t know I was working with a genius.” Mark
smirked as Shawn’s wife Kelly walked up and leaned against Shawn and said,
“Who’s a genius?” Shawn laughed and said, “Mark.” Mark laughed and picked up
the phone dialing the number...when the voice of a chipper young lady said,
“Mullin & Morris Law Firm how may I direct your call?” Mark said,
“Yes...you just called my sister Miss Fox...what was it concerning?”
The lady said, “Her assault case...she’s not likely to make it through without
serious consequences.” Mark gruffed out a ‘thank you’ and hung up.
Mark explained it to Shawn and said he’d get to the bottom of it when she got
back. Kelly said, “That’s low Mark...Leave her alone...” Mark scoffed and
dismissed the conversation...he hated being lied to...he’d been cheated on by
his ex-wife and his money stolen by an old accountant now rotting in jail...but
the one thing he hated...the one thing he could stand for...that he would never
accept was being lied too.
Chapter 3
It had been a long and
grueling week in California...Sami was moving around the ring with ease…but
Mark looked at her and could see she was physically tired. Mark had still not
yet confronted her about the whole lying thing.
The more Mark watched her the more he noticed little things about her…she had
amazing blue eyes and the longest brunette hair with hints of blonde highlights
through out it. She’d also been so physically tired that she had deep circles
under her eyes.
Mark knew she was nausea from being tired because she popped a couple of
chewable Pepto Bismols. Mark was highly impressed cause she didn’t say a word
about it…she never bitched about anything like the others would groan about
having the run 15 miles…Sami would just start running…
Mark and Shawn had decided to drop a bomb on all of them today…Mark had all of
them stand in front of the ring as he leaned against the top rope staring down
at them.
Mark said, “Well…Ladies and Gentlemen…Today were having a little
competition…those of you who survive will continue training here…those of you
who don’t…don’t bother coming back tomorrow.”
A few groans, but he watched as Samantha started stretching out her muscles…somehow
she knew what was coming next…Mark leered a little and said, “Well…You guys are
going to run 100 miles today…those who can’t make it through the whole 100
miles, back to this facility…don’t bother coming back to train tomorrow.”
All Sami could think was GREAT...Just one more thing to deal with today. Sami
walked over and pushed her foam covered ear buds in her ears turned the volume
up and hit the button on the little mini radio and switched it to her favorite
Texas station.
Mark opened the doors and watched as everyone started the 100 mile run. Mark
watched as Sami lead the students through the whole run...about the last 30
miles she really took off...she was close to 40 feet away from them...she was
still going at the same pace...the other students were just starting to get
tired...Sami didn’t even look like she was breaking a sweat yet.
She was the first to get back to the facility obviously. Mark watched as she
walked in and threw a towel over her shoulder and watched as she stretched out
her muscles to relax her body and cool down before she went in and took a
shower.
Mark walked up and said, “Everything go okay with your mother Miss Fox.”
Sami cringed...she hated being called Miss Fox. She looked up and said, “A
little grueling but I survived...Just like always.” Mark said, “Congratulations
on sealing your position with the training continuation.” Sami smiled and said,
“Thanks...But do you really think I’m that stupid?”
Mark glared at her and said, “Excuse me?”
Sami wiped her forehead and said, “The tag team training...the 100 mile
run...the whispering you and Mr. Michaels do? For someone who seems highly
intelligent...you sure do like to act like a dumb redneck.” Mark planted his
hands on his hips and his rough voice said, “That so?”
Sami took a step closer to Mark and said, “Yea...I know you got the number off
my cell phone the night I left it in your office...My lawyers secretary
informed me about my brother calling...which would be hard for him to do
considering he’s been dead for...oh...10 years.”
Sami squared her shoulders and said, “Look...I came to get trained to
wrestle...not have my private life thrown all over the training facility...Keep
your nose outta my personal life.”
Mark smirked and said, “Who’d ya assault...huh...got a bad temper? Wanna
assault me?” Sami said, “You don’t know me...You don’t have a clue what I’ve
been through in my life...You want to know something then you ask me
now...don’t go behind my back and snoop in my personal life.”
Mark said, “Why did you lie?” Sami said, “That’s easy...oh...um...Because it’s
none of your business.” Sami flipped the towel over her shoulder again and
said, “Oh by the way...no congratulations are necessary...I’ve been running 100
miles a day since I was 15. I could have won this 100 mile bullshit competition
backwards... with... my... eyes... closed.”
Sami walked off into the locker room and showered and left, wondering what the
next days training would bring.
Chapter 4
Mark sat at his desk
thinking to himself...There was something about Miss Cocky Fox that he didn’t
like...she was too independent for his likes...and the fact that she tried to
play off the hurt in her eyes when she mentioned her dead brother so casually.
Maybe she wasn’t as bad a bitch as he was first thinking...but then again she
had a point...he didn’t know her.
He’d come to look at her as one of the toughest women he’d ever met...his
second wife Sara wasn’t as tough as this little spit fire...there was something
different about Samantha Fox...like she had a lifetime of pain...and only a few
moments of joy throughout her whole life.
Mark wet his lips with the tip of his tongue as he thought about Miss Fox in
her skin tight shorts and tank top that she wore every day...she had a nice
tight ass and great shapely legs that seemed to enforce the fact she was
5’11”...she had absolutely amazing abs on her...she was around 135/140...Her
arms and legs were tones with muscles...but she’d kept on a really strict diet.
Every time Mark put her in a full contact hold, having her well shaped breasts
and body pressed against his chest or bare arms or when she attached him from
behind...it always seemed to make him sweat a little more...He couldn’t
lie...she was a beautiful woman...some what of a bad attitude...but he’d break
her soon...and she’d learn some kind of respect for him and the business.
Sami wasn’t stupid...she knew eventually, with as big and as dominating as Mr.
Callaway was, he’d try to tame her California attitude. But it wasn’t a
California attitude that she had...it was just a presence about her...
Sami was a take no shit from anyone kind of girl...which would be why she
knocked her ex-boyfriend out when he made the test show her positive for drugs,
and why she knocked the shit out of her ex-fiancée cause he couldn’t keep his
dick in his pants.
It was true she had a bad temper...but only when she was provoked...even during
a fight she never lost her temper...she was boxing for her livelihood. She knew
if she didn’t win...she wouldn’t get paid...She had started boxing because when
she would watch TV with her brother he would tell her she could whip anyone’s
ass...She knew it was not because she was tough, but because mentally she was
stable enough to train so hard and be someone, make something of her life.
After her twin brother died from pneumonia when they were just 13...she’d
decided then and there she wanted to be a boxer...to not only win for her
family’s name but also win for her beloved brother...she missed him so
much...when he was sick her parents being bible beaters, said the lord would
heal their son...and denied him medical attention and medicine for the
pneumonia...his fever spiked at 110 degrees and basically fried his brain. He
slipped into a coma and 3 days later his body gave up and he died 3 days after
his 13th birthday.
Sami took it the hardest...she mourned her brother for years...still mourning
him now around the time of their birthday. Their parents said ‘God wanted
him...God took him.’ Sami rolled her eyes and said, ‘God only took him because
her parents were stupid.’
Five years later around Sami’s 18th birthday, her parents got on a plane to
vacation and never returned home. The plane disappeared...search crews scoured
the mountains, forests and Oceans...but there was never any sign. A year later,
the plane washed up to a beach, broken in half...empty. The most authorities
could figure out is somehow they crash landed into the ocean and it literally
broke in half and the passengers were probably eaten by sharks.
Sami cringed as she took another hard bump from Mr. Redneck himself. Apparently
he was taking out his frustrations on her for her smart mouth a few weeks ago.
Mark panted and watched as Sami slowly got to her feet...he was wearing her
down. He was gonna make her cry if it was the last thing he did...He wanted to
embarrass her and humiliate her.
Sami knew he was trying to prove he was the ‘alpha-male’...She would dare give
up or quit...he’d have to kill her first...and all Sami could think was ‘he’s
close’.
Chapter 5
Shawn watched as Mark worked
over the girl who’d proved to every one she was made for the business...Mark
had told him about what she’d said to him after the 100 mile run...and Shawn
said he’d have to give her a hand...she was quite intelligent...though he wasn’t
too sure how intelligent for pissing off the biggest man in the wrestling
business.
Shawn cringed visibly as he watched Sami take another harsh bump from
Mark...every time her spine him the matt before the rest of her...he could
almost feel her pain...ever since he’d broken his own back...he knew what
getting your spine jarred felt like.
Then it happened...Mark decided he was going to show every one how to properly
clothesline someone...he did it to all the students...but when he got to
Sami...something inside snapped...he grabbed her hand and whipped her across
the ring...she glided back and bounced from the ropes and was slung into Mark’s
forearm...
As Sami’s back hit the matt and as she got her sense back...she was suddenly
very aware that oxygen wasn’t coming into her lungs. When she tried to take a
gulp of air it didn’t work...she put her hand on her throat and she felt an
indent in her esophagus...She tried to swallow but it didn’t work.
Mark stood over Sami and noticed she wasn’t getting up...she started hitting
the matt with her hand as she had one hand wrapped around her throat. He
suddenly noticed her lips were turning pale blue. She got to her knees and
pulled herself up with the ropes as Mark grabbed her around the waist, and
Shawn ran to the ring and slid under the bottom ropes yelling for Kelly.
Kelly was in Shawn’s office writing a book about medical studies...when she
heard Shawn screaming from her...it was a panicked scream so she took off. When
she got to the ring she noticed every one was standing around Shawn and Mark
had a hold of Samantha Fox...she was fighting to get them to let go of
her...but with as blue as her lips were turning she wasn’t getting anywhere.
Kelly ran back to the office and grabbed her back...5 years of Medical school
and the official title of Dr. Kelly Hickenbottom...was going to help as much as
possible. She had Shawn lay Sami down as Mark ran to call for an ambulance.
Kelly checked out Sami’s throat and determined her esophagus had collapsed, and
a tracheotomy was needed to keep her breathing until they could get her to the
hospital. Kelly cleaned the area with alcohol and the cleaned the knife she
borrowed from Shawn with alcohol...she grabbed an ink pen and dismantled it
taking the tube part and sterilizing it with alcohol also.
Kelly looked at Sami, and saw a few tears slip out of her eyes and said, “Stay
calm kiddo...you’ll be fine.” Kelly took the knife and made a small incision
two finger width up from Sami’s collar bone. Blood poured out...Shawn had a
hold of Sami’s hand and watched in amazement as his beautiful wife worked her
magical touch.
Kelly pulled the skin back and then carefully pulled the vocal cords apart and
slowly cut a small opening into Sami’s esophagus, and EXTREMELY carefully
slowly inserted the ink pen tube between the vocal cords into the opening.
Everyone heard as Sami took in a huge gulp of air.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when she started breathing. Her lips were
getting color back into them...Kelly packed gauze around her throat and taped
it down...the ambulance got there and took her to the hospital.
Mark watched as they took Sami to the hospital...He knew it was his
fault...Shawn glared at him...Mark knew he’d be getting an ass chewing from
Shawn later, about his irresponsible actions in the ring.
Chapter 6
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Well, I couldn't tell you
Why she felt that way
She felt it everyday
And I couldn't help her
I just watched her make
The same mistakes again
What's wrong, What's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems
Don't know where she belongs
Where she belongs
She wants to go home
But nobody's home
That's where she lies
Broken inside
There's no place to go
No place to go
To dry her eyes
Broken inside
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A month later and Mark sat in his office watching Sami punch the shit out of
the hanging heavy bag…Just by her body movement alone he could tell she knew
how to box properly. Maybe that was the key to figuring her out. She was quiet
and kept to herself…She didn’t talk to anyone…and when she did it was to put
them in their place.
Shawn was right…She did know her stuff…and she was damn good at it…but Mark
still couldn’t help shake the fact that he’d seen her before…there was
something about her that was so familiar.
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Open your eyes
And look outside
Find the reasons why
You've been rejected
And now you can't find
What you've left behind
Be strong, be strong now
Too many, too many problems
Don't know where she belongs
Where she belongs
She wants to go home
But nobody's home
That's where she lies
Broken inside
There's no place to go
No place to go
To dry her eyes
Broken inside
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Mark felt horrible about what had happened to Sami…it was his fault…he was
being a ogre towards her, and he didn’t even know why.
Mark watched as Sami rolled her shoulders to relax the tense muscles...and then
like a robot went back to knocking the shit out of the heavy bag.
Mark stopped watching her as he pulled his laptop up and decided to go surfing
on the net...because the class was having a work out day.
Every time I hit the bag, I just couldn’t help but imagine it being Mr.
Callaway...I was finally fully healed after the tracheotomy that Dr.
Hickenbottom had given me...She was still monitoring my breathing and throat...
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Her feelings she hides
Her dreams she can't find
She's losing her mind
She's falling behind
She can't find her place
She's losing her faith
She's falling from grace
She's all over the place, yeah
She wants to go home
But nobody's home
That's where she lies
Broken inside
There's no place to go
No place to go
To dry her eyes
Broken inside
She's lost inside
Lost inside, oh Ohhhh
She's lost inside
Lost inside, oh Ohhhh yeah
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POW! To the head Mr. Callaway. BAM! To the gut Mr. Callaway.
One of these days Sami though...she could whip him...a man his size...never
stopped her before...EVER.
Chapter 7
The next couple of weeks, Mark
strictly taught class and left well enough alone wit Sami. He figured if
something was going on he’d either find out or suffer never knowing.
Sami didn’t say anything...but she’d been having a problem with one of the
jocks in the wrestling class. Tommy Wiseman, He was a punk kid from Austin
Texas, who used to be all state wrestling champ until he decided to stop
fucking the chickens and get a real job.
On more then one occasion, Tommy had verbally confront Sami about her “bitch”
attitude...there was a couple of times when they were practicing in the ring
together and he had been a little too into character and had gotten extremely
rough with him...no one else gave her bruises.
Mark was in his office again looking for some boxing matches that were coming
to Houston soon...He loved boxing, men and women. Anything went and still goes.
He’d loved everything about the sport. The concentration, body toning it did
while training. It was one of those sports that as long as you put everything
into it...you got a lot from it.
Sami was over in her usual corner after having warmed up her body was getting
ready for her exercises. She was about half way through them when a pair of
feet were suddenly standing in front of her face. Sami stopped in the middle of
a one handed push-up and glared up at Tommy...she knew it was him...he was
always giving her shit.
She said, “Something I can help you with Junior?” Sarcasm clearly shinning
through. Tommy said, “Yes as a matter of fact there is...I just had a couple of
questions for you?” Sami stood up and grabbed her water bottle and took a few
sips while blotting a towel around her face to get the sweat off.
Tommy with his cocky smirk that she’d give five dollars to knock off his face.
Tommy finally said, “Have you ever had male tendencies before?” Sami unaware of
what he was up too, with a load of sarcasm just said, “Not since my final sex
change came through.”
Tommy said, “Have you ever had the urge to pee standing up?” Sami smirked and
said, “Every time I get around a public toilet, or a toilet I know you
used...yes.” Tommy glared at her and said, “Have you ever wanted to know what
it feels like to be a man?” Sami said, “Haven’t you?”
Tommy took a step towards her and said, “So why don’t you offer me some of that
sacred coochie in your shorts like the other girls in the class?” Sami said,
“That’s an easy one...it was either A) I have more respect and Morals for
myself then them or B) I didn’t feel like giving anything to you for your
amateur night tryouts. Actually I choose C) which is both a & b.” Tommy was
steaming...Sami yawns and looked at her watch and said, “Are we done playing 20
questions Barbara Walters? Cause I got more important shit to do.”
Before Sami knew what was happening Tommy grabbed her and shoved his tongue
into her mouth...she was repulsed at it...she could feel the chunks rising in
her throat. Tommy pulled away and said, “There you like that you bitch? Tell me
you felt something...You know make your thighs wet or anything?”
Sami said, “The only thing you had any effect on was my upchuck reflex.” Tommy,
obviously highly offended now, grabbed Sami again and shoved his tongue in her
mouth again...this time he was met by a stinging sensation on his tongue and
when he pulled back Sami’s teeth her gripping it hard. She let go and spit on
Tommy.
His tongue was bleeding he got pissed and back handed her. Figuring he’d gotten
the best of the randy little bitch...he was walking back to his group of
friends all cocky. He left someone tap him on the shoulder...he turned around
and was suddenly met with a fist to his face.
Recovering quickly, He took a swing at her and she ducked and he missed...No in
full bitch mode Sami took her boxing stance with his fists up protecting her
face...her right eye was throbbing and she knew she was going to have a black
eye.
Shawn heard a commotion going on and looked over and saw Sami and Tommy
circling each other like vultures after weak pry. Shawn jumped up and yelled
for Mark.
Mark had just come across Sami’s picture online...but the name was different...
Who the hell was Kira Fox?
“MARK! MARK!” Mark heard his name being bellowed and he turned the monitor off
and took off out the door, only to be shocked by the sight before him.
Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Shocked was definitely an understatement. Mark stood there and watched as Sami
went at Tommy like a professional. She was swinging punches and upper cuts
right and left and was landing all of them. Mark watched as she bobbed and
weaved circles around Tommy, while beating his ass down.
Kelly walked into the training area and looked up and watched as Sami expertly
made short work of Tommy in the middle of a ring of students on the wrestling
mats on the floor.
Kelly walked over and stood next to Shawn and said, “What the hell is going
on...why are they fighting and damn it why aren’t you stopping them??”
Shawn smirked and said, “I guess we should stop her before she kills him.”
Shawn looked over at Mark and nodded at him...Mark nodded back as the two men
pushed through the huge ring of students...As soon as Tommy hit the mat Sami
just stood over him.
Mark spun Sami around and with one arm threw her over his shoulder and carried
her off to the ladies locker room. He walked into the shower room and turned
the shower on full blast and then dropped her on her ass in the shower.
Sami tried to stand up, but Mark pushed her back down and said, “You stay there
until you cool off.” Sami didn’t protest...Mark walked out of the Ladies locker
room and back to his office, and turned the monitor back on...he started
reading the article about the picture of Sami.
Sami sat in the shower clothed...and slowly started taking her shirt off...and
then her shorts...and was left in her bra and panties.
Shawn walked into Mark’s office and said, “Well...the good news is Tommy is not
dead...the bad news is she gave him a concussion, a broken nose, he lost a
couple of teeth.”
Mark smiled weakly as Shawn sat across from him and said, “What’s up? You look
like you lost your dog.” Mark pushed a couple of papers across his desk towards
Shawn. Shawn picked up the papers which had been printed off of some sports
website. After he read it...he looked over at Mark and said, “Well...No wonder
she kicked his ass.”
Mark nodded and said, “I think I’ll go have a talk with Miss. Fox.” Shawn
nodded and said, “Good idea.” Mark stood to his full 6’10” and squared his
shoulders and walked out of the office and into the Ladies locker room. Class
had been cancelled, but Mark knew Sami was still there.
Chapter 9
He walked around the corner and there was Sami she had gotten out of the shower
and was standing next to the locker with panties and her bra on. Mark rubbed
the back of his neck...when she looked over at him he saw her roll her eyes as
she pulled out a red t-shirt and pull it on and then tuck it in.
Mark sat on the4 bench and crossed his arms over his massive chest and said,
“So you wanna tell me what is going on Miss Fox.” She cringed at that. Sami
said, “I think you’ve figured it out on your own...like I said before, for as
intelligent as you are you like to pretend you’re a dumb redneck.”
Mark said, “So Kira, wanna tell me why you picked my wrestling school to come
to?” Kira looked at him and said, “Well...have you ever tried running from a
past you just can’t seem to escape?” Mark shook his head no and she said,
“Yea...well I have been. It’s been almost 4 years since my whole world fell
apart. And my life has been nothing but a big fuckin’ mess ever since.”
Mark said, “You wanna tell me about it?” Kira said, “What for? It won’t do any
good...It can’t get me back to my professional boxing status. I had won so many
matches and then had it all taken away because of a loser boyfriend.”
Kira closed the locker and started to walk away when Mark stood up and said,
“It couldn’t be that bad...” Kira spun around and said, “Oh yea...you think
so?” Mark nodded and said, “Yup.” Kira said, “Then you don’t know shit.” Kira
dropped her bag and started pacing the floor...
“I started boxing when I was 13...I knew exactly what I wanted for my life...I
hit Pro when I was 17 and one my first heavy weight belt at 18. I messed up
though...I got involved with the phlebotomist (someone who is certified to draw
blood). We dated for a couple of months...but then I decided I just wanted to
concentrate on my boxing career...At least for a few years.”
Kira sighed heavy and continued, “I was 20 and it was my turn to have a go at
the championship again...I was amped and ready...I couldn’t wait to get in the
ring and cream the girl who was my opponent for the night. My ex-boyfriend came
in and drew blood the night before the fight...the next day my tests came back
positive for enhancement drugs...”
She stared at the floor and said, “The lab even tested in 5 times. So the
Women’s International Boxing Association banned me from ever entering a boxing
ring again. A few days later I saw my ex...And he said well at least now you
have time for a relationship. So I popped him...he got pissy cause he couldn’t
handle his own against a strong woman with power...so he sued me for assault.
When I went back for the trial, I was placed on probation”
“After 3 years of non-senesce I just decided it was time for a change. I packed
my shit and left...I just started driving...I just happen to stop here and
found an in-expensive apartment. And since I wanted to be in a ring so much, I
figured I’d be close enough with a wrestling ring. So here I am.”
Mark looked at her and said, “Why didn’t you say anything before?” Kira said,
“Sure...walk right in here and tell you I used to be a professional boxer until
I was banned from it for being a enhancement drug user. No thanks I’d rather
get shot.”
Mark walked up to her and said, “I wish you would of said something...You knew
I was being hard on you.” Kira said, “What, Do I look like a pity party type of
person? You wanted to know...Now you know.”
Mark said, “How much do you miss boxing?” Kira looked up, with tears rolling
down her cheeks and said, “It only hurts when I breathe.”
Chapter 10
Without thinking about it,
Mark pulled the little girl into his arms...he felt her physically relax in his
arms...He rubbed her back and tried to soothe her.
Mark talked her into coming to his house and letting him make dinner for
her...she just looked physically drained. Kira went without a fight. Guess
there is a first time for everything.
As Mark was making dinner, Kira helped him by making a salad by the
sink...washing the vegetables as they kept a small conversation going about
little things between their lives. A few minutes had gone by and dinner was in
the oven...and Mark was quiet.
Suddenly aware that Mark was standing behind her...Kira wasn’t sure how close
until Mark reached around her and took her hands in his as his soft lips
caressed her neck. Kira’s pulse started to race...Kira was enjoying the contact
too much to move.
Mark’s arms went around her waist as they pulled her back tight against his
chest. She could feel his well muscled chest pushing against her back as he was
breathing in and out...His go-tee was tickling her neck. Kira looked up when
Mark removed his lips from her neck. Mark’s hand pulled Kira’s chin up a little
as he softly kissed her lips. She couldn’t help but kiss back.
Mark’s hands massaged her breasts through her t-shirt and slid down and
unbuttoned her jeans. One of Mark’s huge hands slid down inside her jeans and
slid under the elastic of her panties and his long finger brushed against her
clit, she bit her bottom lip to keep her tongue quiet…as a small closed mouthed
moan came out.
Mark nudges Kira’s thighs apart and slid a finger deep into her warm core, she
couldn’t help it and let out a deep low moan from the back of her throat.
Kira’s hands were now down holding onto the lip of the counter…
Mark added a second finger into her core and was kissing her neck like crazy…he
started pumping her with his fingers as his thumb rubbed her clit…Mark said,
“Does that make you feel good?” Kira arched her crotch into Mark’s hand and
moaned out, “Oh God yes.” Mark’s hand alternated between breasts and nipples…while
his fingers worked their magic inside of her…Mark said, “Cum for me Kira…This
is all about your pleasure right now…”
Mark said, “Cum for me baby…I would love to hear you moan my name…moan for me.”
Kira was doing so much moaning she was shocked she didn’t wake the dead…Mark’s
fingers started thrusting her core a little fast…his kisses were moister and
his fingers were pinching her nipples a little harder.
Kira finally couldn’t hold back anymore…and she started out with a low moan and
it just got louder as her climax hit and her juices flowed all over Mark’s
hand…Mark rode out her climax with his fingers…and didn’t stop until Kira did.
As soon as Kira’s breathing was back under control…Mark pulled his fingers from
her body and sucked them clean like he was eating a Popsicle. 5 minutes later
the buzzer went off for dinner. Mark went over and shut the oven off and then
proceeded to pick Kira up in his arms and carry her upstairs.
Mark placed Kira on her feet at the foot of his four poster bed and slide down
behind her, as he slide his hands up her thighs and hooked his fingers into her
Jeans and pulled them down and off with her panties…he stood back up and pulled
her arms up as he pulled Kira’s t-shirt off and unhooked her bra letting it
slide down her arms. Mark stood up and Kira heard his zipper go down.
Mark tossed his shirt aside and Kira felt him press his warm chest against her
bare back, Mark kissed her neck and felt her bare body with his hands, stopping
to massage her bare breasts and roll her nipples then kissed her neck to her
ear and said, “Let’s check to make sure that sweet pussy is ready for me.” Kira
bit her bottom lip again...
He pushed her forward into a bending position and slid a couple of fingers into
her soaking wet core and he said, “Damn baby…You are ready…Now, don’t move.” As
Kira grabbed the foot posters on his bed, she felt Mark run his erection up and
down her wet slit and then slipped it all the way into her…
Mark gripped her hips as she held onto the bed frame as he started thrusting in
and out of her…One of Mark’s hands left her hip and went down and started
stroking her clit to his thrusting.
Mark kissed her neck and said, “God baby you feel so good on my cock…cum for
me.”
Mark started picking up the pace and going a little faster…and her walls
started clamping down on him…and he knew she was close…he thrusted a little
harder and stroked her clit a little rougher…and finally with a loud moan Kira
fell over the edge and climaxed…as soon as Mark felt her orgasm, his took over
and he growled so deep as he exploded inside of her.
They calmed down and Mark rested his forehead on her shoulder…as he slipped
himself out of her…Kira turned around and Mark kissed her nearly breathless…as
his hands cupped, caressed and grabbed her bottom…
As Mark guided Kira down to the bed, caressed her body all Kira could think
was, ‘Tonight is going to be a very interesting night.’
Chapter 11
Shawn looked at the
limousine, as the door was opened for him...sliding into the car...he sat back
and closed his eyes as he felt the car slide out into traffic. He was tired, he
had been on the road doing shows, personal appearances and interviews for
almost 2 weeks...he missed his house.....he missed his bed...and smiling...he
missed...her.
Shawn knew this would be a rather long limo ride...he flipped on the TV and
reached for a water bottle from the car bar. Flipping through the channels, he
muted the sound as he grabbed the phone as it started ringing. Taking off his
jacket and releasing his hair from the rubber band...he answered, “Hello.”
Kelly had finally crawled into bed...she couldn't sleep in these beds...at
least not alone. She had managed to remember packing the shirt she had taken
from him the morning he’d left 3 weeks ago…Kelly had quickly pulled it on.
Smelling the shirt she smiled, for it smelled like him...his cologne...and a
scent exclusively his. Wrapping her arms around herself she grabbed her cell
and dialed his cell phone number.
Shawn sat back in the limo and smiled as he heard Kelly’s husky voice.
"Hi" he said. Shawn said, “Kelly, I haven’t heard from you in a few
days…” Kelly said, “I know…I’ve been a trifle busy…but I wanted to touch base
with you and see how you were…” Kelly smiled as she heard him.
Kelly said, “Where are you?” “In a limo.” “Must be nice.” Shawn said, “Where
are you?” “In bed” “Sounds nicer.” Kelly smiled and said “No...Lonelier.” “Why,
where are you?” “Uh…hotel bed.”
Shawn sat up and said “What the hell are you doing there?” “I don't like
sleeping in hotel beds alone...I’m in Detroit, Michigan...for a Doctor’s
conference...I forgot to tell you, I would be gone.” Kelly said. Shawn said,
“How much longer you gonna be there?” She said, “2 more weeks.” Shawn smiled
and said, “Here I sat fantasizing about you all naked and sleeping in our
bed...I’m in New York City.” Kelly smiled and said, “Sorry...clothed and in a
hotel room.”
He shook his head and said, “What are you wearing?” Kelly hesitated...thinking
he would laugh... “Oh...a shirt.” He could tell by her hesitancy that it must
be more than that. “What kind of shirt?” “One of yours...” He said, “A HBK
shirt?” “Uh.....no.” He said, “What shirt?” “The one you wore the night before
you left...” He said, “You wearing one of my dirty shirts...and how did you get
it?” Kelly cringed... “Uh...well, I sorta snatched it when you went to shower.”
“Why?”
Blushing to the roots of her hair, Kelly whispered, “Because it smelled like
you.” He heard the whisper and smiled. “Really miss me huh?” Kelly said,
“No...Just the way you smell.” Shawn laughed and said, “You like the sweaty
smell of me...?” Kelly chuckled and he felt his body tightening...
“Oh yeah...when you were laying on top of me...the way you smelt oh baby...its
better than cotton candy…” Shawn shifted to ease the ache he was now feeling.
Looking down he said, “Okay I got a problem...” Kelly sat up and said,
“What...” “A certain part of my anatomy has made itself...known...”
Kelly smiled and said, “Um...my favorite part?” He said, “Yes...as a matter of
fact...it is.” Kelly sat up and said, “Awwww...I'm sorry...” He said, “I find
you insincere...” She said, “That was totally sincere...” “I don’t hear from
you for a few days…then when I do…you get my anatomy all excited and in an
uproar…Prove it.” “What? How?” “How do you think?”
Shawn asked with a grin., knowing she would never go along with this…he knew
her body intimately...every inch of it.
Chapter 12
“I could send you a…card?”
Kelly said. Knowing where this might be heading. “Or you could do something else.”
“How long until you'll be your destination?” “Too long baby...too long.” Shawn
said. “I think you better make it up to me now.” Kelly smiled and said, “How
would you like me to make this up to you?”
Shawn laughed; surprised this little flirtation had gone on as long as it had.
“Oh I think you know baby…” “Well if I was there…I would…tend to your
problem…personally...but being all the way in where ever you are…there is not a
lot I can do about it.” “What would you do if you were here?” Shawn asked. Kelly
paused, wondering how far this game was going to go. “I would…uh…”
“Would you touch me?” Shawn asked. “Yes…” She said softly. “Would you kiss me?”
“I would kiss you...allover.” “Then what?” he asked. “I…I'd….pull your shirt
off and run my hands down your chest.” Shawn smiled and thought ‘This could be
fun.’ “And then I'd undo your belt…and slowly unzip your jeans.” He looked down
at his jeans and his growing arousal, his hand moves down to undo his belt and
ease the zipper down.... “Then what baby?” Kelly paused again…unsure what to
say…
Kelly leaned back on the bed and shut her eyes…trying to imagine
him...there....closing her eyes...concentrating on his scent on the shirt... “I
wish I was there.” Shawn said softly. “Because if I was…” Kelly smiled and
said, “This is supposed to be about you.” Shawn grinned and said, “Who am I to
argue…”
“Where was I? Oh the pants…” She said. “I would lean down and place a little
kiss just below your navel…and then I'd slowly pull your jeans down…slowly
exposing you.....to me.....So I would toss the pants down and sit back on my
heels and just look at you...Oh God baby...your body is incredible....” In her
eyes she could see him... “I would lean over you and run my hands down you…my
nails just barely grazing you.”
Shawn felt himself harden even more…that was just one of the things that drove
him insane.
“And then I would slowly take you in my mouth.” Kelly said with a smile.
Shawn shut his eyes imagining her sweet lips closing around him, her tongue
swirling against him…he slowly brought his hand down to his arousal and began
to gently stroke it. “Ummm.” he whispered huskily. “Then what?” he asked. Kelly
paused trying to think…this had gone farther than she thought it would and she
was unsure how far she was willing to go.
Shawn's voice brought her back to reality. “Baby?” Kelly licked her lips…and
closed her eyes…Kelly pictured him back in her mind...and prayed she could do
this. “Shawn...” she whispered. His hand slowly stroking his hardening
arousal...
“Yes baby.” “What do you want me to do....to you...” He said, “Anything you
want to do...” Kelly said, “You know...what I like the best about your body?”
His eyes closed as the stroking became...faster. “What...?” he asked.
“The way you taste...” He groaned and cursed fate that she would say that 4000
miles away from him. Trying to get back into the zone...he asked, “How do I
taste?” “Ummm, baby its hard to explain...but when I run my tongue down your
body...I taste heaven...” He groaned as his hand began to stroke faster.
Kelly could hear his breathing and smiled. “Baby, I am sliding my lips around
you...moving back and forth...so slowly...I want you to feel my teeth...gently
tracing you...all of you....I'm swirling my tongue around you....just the tip of
you...heaven baby...you taste like heaven...then I close my mouth around
you...sucking you deep inside my throat...so deep baby...back and
forth...slowly...and then...a little faster...umm baby...my tongue teasing
you...my hands are cupping you...gently stroking your sac...the skin their is
so soft...Oh baby...I want you to cum...here...now...I wanna feel you...taste
you...love you...God I want you...inside me...”
Shawn felt his body drifting into the fantasy seeing her on her knees...doing
these things to him...he could almost feel her mouth on him...her soft fingers
tracing his sac...he felt his breathing accelerating...as his hand began to
stroke harder and faster...his body arching up as he closed his hand around the
tip and jerking...he felt himself jerk and then explode...everywhere...he came
hard and fast....His breathing hard and labored until the last drop was spent.
Looking at the mess he made and at the phone ...he said, “Baby....?” “Yes....?”
“I gotta come see you....even if it is just a layover...” Kelly snickered at
the word....lay...over...” “Well baby come on...and you can lay me over
anything you want...”
With that Kelly said g’night and said, she’d talk to him soon and gently hung
up the phone and smiled...phone sex was okay...But now she wanted the real
thing…
Chapter 13
Kelly had decided to pay
Shawn a surprise visit...she snuck into his room in New York, and looked over
at his sleeping form on the bed...she smiled and turned to go shower from the
trip.
Kelly was walking by the bed, when Shawn grabbed her and pulled her into bed
with him…Shawn proceeded to push Kelly all the way over and he crawled up her
body on his hands and knees…and grabbed one of her legs and pulled it up and
over his one leg and then did the same with her other leg so he was kneeling
between her thighs…
Kelly said, “Mr. Michaels just what you think you’re doing?” Shawn said,
“Well…Mrs. Michaels, first I’m going to kiss you.” Shawn leaned over and kissed
her, and he took her arms and wrapped them around his neck…still kissing. Then
he slowly lowered his body to hers…and it felt so good to have him between her
thighs…lots of power.
Shawn said, “I love you Kelly.” She smiled and touched his face and said, “I
love you too Shawn.” Shawn smiled and said, “Yea…That’s my girl…Now you know
what I’m going to do to you?” Kelly shock her head and said, “No, what? Shawn
automatically moved his pelvis and she could feel his erection through his
boxer/briefs and through the crotch of her jeans…Shawn said, “You feel that?” Kelly
giggled and said, “Yea…it would be hard not to.”
Shawn said, “You do that to me…every time I see you…it doesn’t matter what your
wearing or what your doing…but you are beautiful…you always look beautiful…but
now I know there is no one in the world more beautiful then you…makes me
remember why I fell in love with you…every morning when I wake up and you’re
next to me…I remember why I love you and why I asked you to marry me…sometimes
I just find it hard to figure out why you married my ass.”
Kelly smiled and said,
“Because I love you…I could never imagine being at any stage in my life right
now…without you…you mean more to me then anything…” Shawn’s hands roamed her
body as his lips relentlessly ravaged hers. His hands went to the zipper of her
jeans. He could feel her nipples hardening through her tank top and lacy bra.
He finally got her jeans unzipped and pulled them off with her panties.
"OH God! Baby. Remember the last time we were at home in the dinning room
on table. I can't wait anymore. I want you now!" he whispered. Kelly was
biting her bottom lip and nodded…Her hands were roaming his muscled body and
Kelly placed soft kisses where her hands had been, knowing this combined with
the knowledge that he was going to make her scream was driving him totally over
the edge. He lifted her bottom up, urging her to wrap her legs around him, this
bringing her wet center in direct contact with the straining bulge in his
jeans.
Kelly tried to get her hand
between them as he laid there kissing her neck and pulling at her bra and tank
top. “Shawn! You have entirely too many clothes on…" she whispered
urgently as he laid her back against the bed. “Not for long, sweetie" he
said and smiled devilishly as he stood up, ripping his shoes and socks off,
then quickly he discarded his shirt only having on the jeans. Kelly was
breathing hard as she watched his hands move slowly, to the button of his
jeans.
Kelly parted her legs wider
in anticipation of their coming together. His hand reached for his painfully aching
erection, the boxers sliding down his beautifully sculpted legs. He kicked them
into a pile over by her clothes. Shawn watched her laying there, her hair
spread out around her and her legs parted just waiting for him to come inside
her.
He eased his hardness into
her slick opening, but didn't move any farther. He grinned as he looked down
into her eyes. Kelly’s eyes pleaded with Shawn to continue and end her
torment…Shawn groaned as the tip of his magnificent erection eased a little
deeper into her heat. Kelly knew then that she had him, and quickly slid her
hands down his back. Kelly moaned as she pulled him closer and slid him into
herself completely.
Shawn could no longer stand
the tightness and surged deep within her. Their movements fast and hard as they
fell together…Finally he was fully inside of her hot wetness, but stopped all
movement from his side. Kelly tried to lay still until he regained control, but
the exquisite pressure and his laying very still was just too much!
Shawn wrapped his arms
around Kelly and said, “Hold on tight, I've got you.” Kelly wrapped her around
him, and did as she was told. The sound of his sexy vice and the gentle rocking
motion of his body was more than they could both take! That and the fact that
Kelly was so warm, and wet, and so damn tight, and so completely wanting this
too, was overpowering for him. Shawn moved slowly at first to let her adjust to
him and his rhythm, but soon slow wasn't enough for either of them and Kelly
was urging him to go harder and faster. He could feel her beginning to explode
all around him and moved deeper still.
"That's it! Cum for me! I can feel you are almost there, let it go! I will
hold you." he whispered against her lips. Kelly shrieked as she climbed
over the top then released into pleasure. Kelly’s orgasm hit and all she could
do was hold on. So beautiful, he thought as he speeded his motions up. He could
still feel her tight muscles contracting around him when he reached his own
edge and flew over. A few more hard thrusts and he was right behind her,
filling her willing body with his exploding seed.
They laid in each others arms recovering...and soon drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 14
A few days later and it was Monday
morning...Kira was changing in the locker room. She had on her shorts and tank
top and had just pulled her long waist length hair up into a pony tail...she
wrapped her wrists and hands with the white medical tape. Kira noticed the
bounce in her step and suddenly realized she’d spent all weekend with Mark.
Mark sauntered into the ladies locker room and saw Kira standing next to her
locker. Mark backed her into the locker, after he reached over her and closed
it. She looked up at him with those eyes and he leaned down and ran his
fingertips across the soft flesh on her shoulder. She felt tingles in her
spine.
Mark leaned down and captured her lips and then said, “I really enjoyed this
weekend.” Kira smiled and nodded and said, “I agree.”
Mark took her shoulders and pushed them against the locker as if pinning her in
place...he leaned down and she thought he was going to kiss her again...but
Mark whispered, “I’m sorry we have to do this.”
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You'll never see the courage I know
Its colors' richness won't appear within your view
I'll never glow - the way that you glow
Your presence dominates the judgments made on you
But as the scenery grows, I see in different lights
The shades and shadows undulate in my perception
My feelings swell and stretch; I see from greater heights
I understand what I am still too proud to mention - to you
You'll say you understand, but You don't understand
You'll say you'd never give up seeing eye to eye
But never is a promise, and you can't afford to lie
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Mark stepped away and Shawn walked up and grabbed one of her arms and Mark had
a firm hold on her other arm, Kelly walked up with a needle and stuck it in her
arm...Kira just stared at the needle sticking in her arm as blood filled up the
vile.
Mark watched and Kira looked up with a fire raging in her eyes. Mark suddenly
very aware of what they were doing...Shawn touched Kira’s cheek and she jerked
her face from him and Shawn said, “We have to know...You nearly beat a kid
unconscious Friday.”
Kira could feel her anger rising inside and said, “What the fuck did you expect
me to do...He invaded my mouth with his tongue and without my permission then
he back handed me...I don’t have a purple cheek because Mark was too rough in
bed.”
Shawn’s head popped up and stared at Mark...He’d broken their first rule in
they partnership...he got involved with a student. Shawn said, “Fuck
Mark...what the hell were you thinking.” Kira scoffed and said, “I can tell you
what he was thinking with...what he was thinking you probably already know.”
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You'll never touch - these things that I hold
The skin of my emotions lies beneath my own
You'll never feel the heat of this soul
My fever burns me deeper than I've ever shown - to you
You'll say, Don't fear your dreams, it's easier than it seems
You'll say you'd never let me fall from hopes so high
But never is a promise and you can't afford to lie
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Kelly popped the vile off the needle and left the needle in my arm...and
attached another vile to it. Kelly tried to comfort the girl but soon noticed
she was about as angry or if not anger then she’d ever seen anyone, even Mark
and Shawn. Kelly backed away a little being smarter then the guys...she could
see it...Kira was staying calm on the outside but her eyes were giving her
away.
Kira stood watching the second vile fill up with her blood. She started
clenching and unclenching her right hand into a fist.
Kira looked up at Mark and said, “3 Years. It took me 3 years to trust someone
and within a matter of 2 days you fucked it up...I trusted you and told you
everything...and you didn’t believe me. And worse you’ve got your little
friends here thinking I’m some kind of drug enhanced crack whore...There isn’t
anything I didn’t give Tommy that he didn’t deserve. 3 months, he’s been fuckin
with me and every other female in this training facility and when one of them
finally fights back and kicks his ass for him...her past is automatically brought
back into play...”
Mark looked disappointed. He knew he was in the wrong...She did trust him...and
he shouldn’t have gotten involved with her...but there was something about
her...he really liked her...he kept getting butterflies and felt like a kid in 5th
grade again. It was stupid, but it was how he really felt. And she was
right...he was the one who fucked it up.
Kira said, “Are you finished yet?” Kelly nodded...and right after Kira felt
Mark and Shawn relax...the plan of attack was thrown into gear. Her right elbow
came up and popped Shawn in the nose breaking it and blood poured down his
face...as the right fist swung around and caught Mark right in the nose also
busting his nose.
Kira backed away after she grabbed her bag and car keys...She looked down and
noticed the needle and vile were still in her arm. Kira grabbed it and yanked
it out and tossed it to the floor...the glass vile busted into a million piece
while spattering blood onto the tiled floor. Blood was trickling down Kira’s
arm and she said, “By the way...effective today, I quit. I’m not going to train
and work for a company with people who I can’t trust.”
Mark wiped the blood from his nose and face and said, “I never meant to hurt
you Kira.” Kira scoffed and said, “Yea, but you did...didn’t you? Besides,
never is a promise.”
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You'll never live this life that I live
I'll never live the life that wakes me in the night
You'll never hear the message I give
You'll say it looks as though I might give up this fight
But as the scenery grows, I see in different lights
The shades and shadows undulate in my perception
My feelings swell and stretch, I see from greater heights
I realize what I am now too smart to mention - to you
You'll say you understand, you'll never understand
I'll say I'll never wake up knowing how or why
I don't know what to believe in, you don't know who I am
You'll say I need appeasing when I start to cry
But never is a promise and I'll never need a lie
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Chapter 15
Mark just sat there in his
office bleeding from the nose...he knew he deserved it. Hell if it was the
other way around he knew for damn sure he would of done the same damn thing. He
was probably lucky in a way...she didn’t really kick his ass...but she had
managed to break his and Shawn’s noses. Not that he could really blame her.
Mark just packed his shit in his gear bag and decided to go home to
sleep...even though he knew he wouldn’t sleep. He’d worry about her...He
watched her walk out of the building...and she didn’t even turn around to look
back once...she just held her head up high and walked out without a word to
anyone. Mark walked around his house at
The thunder storm blowing through
The window to the small training facility in Texas, was carefully busted in, as
the soaking wet figure slid into the window and flipped the light
switch...smirking that she had been right about which wire to cut on the alarm
box outside...She walked around water dripped off her hair and clothes as she
made her way around and to Mark’s office...where she elbowed the window on the
office door and it shattered to the ground.
Walking into the office she kicked the small pad lock off the filing cabinet
and pulled her file and stuffed it into the metal trash can and lit it on
fire...she squirt a little liquid white off in the basket to help the flame
build. As the papers burnt, she got into Mark’s computer and was sure to leave
him a note. After while she set the timer up and hooked it to the stereo
system. She popped in the CD she’d burnt on her laptop. Yea. He’d get her
message loud and clear.
As she made her way back through the bathroom, she looked up and almost
screamed but contained herself as she laughed...the peroxide she’d used to bleach
her hair blonde had worked beautifully...someone day she’d have to remember to
put out a Thelma and Louise like book...or something close to it...Call it
something along the lines of... ‘How to be Strong Enough to
Runaway’...Yea...that was a great title.
A leggy blonde dripping wet walked into a 24 hour Ford Dealer...and asked to
buy the first convertible mustang they could find. When the dealer quoted her a
price he figured she couldn’t pay...She smirked and handed him the amount in
cash and took the keys from the man who was left with a hand full of cash and
his mouth gaping open watching her drive off the lot.
Kira pulled into a self pay/self pump gas station and filled the tank...then
while the attendant was busy watching his little non-colored TV, she popped the
trunk and soaked the trunk and also the upholstery in the car, all except the
drivers seat. Kira drove off and ended up busting through a barricade on the
side of the road...and slowly and carefully drove the car down the steep, STEEP
canyon.
Once to the bottom, she pulled out a couple of gallon bottles of jack Daniels
and soaked the driver’s seat and threw the bottles in the back seat. Kira
pulled the sledge hammer out and started welding it at the car breaking and
bending ever angle of the car. The rain had let up enough to light the front
seat on fire first. It spread fast and quick. Kira pulled the trade mark
training facility’s sweat shirt off her and threw it next to the car and pulled
one from the back pack on her Kawasaki Ninja and pulled it on and put the
sledge hammer in the tree...no one would see it. She pulled her helmet on and
jumped on riding away as fast as she could.
The fire alarm at the training facility was what brought Mark into work so
early. The fire Chief had called and said someone broke in the facility and
left a couple of messages plus a fire blazing in the office trash can. Mark
looked at the wall and in red paint it said:
I don’t want to be the one
The battles always choose
Cuz inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit, tonight
Mark then heard a timer go off and the stereo came on and started playing a
song. He’d seen the note on his computer from Kira...And when the song, came on
he suddenly realized she was going to do something really wrong. Possibly
suicide...and he had no one to blame but himself. God he was such an asshole.
Kelly walked over and handed Mark the blood test results...
Negative. Like always...He should’ve known better.
A few minutes later, the police chief came in and told Mark one of his students
had possibly been killed in a car accident...and asked him to come to the crime
scene. Mark nodded and grabbed the CD out of the player. He followed the cop to
the bottom of the canyon...and saw that all was left of the car was the
frame...no doors, roof, glass was shattered on the ground from the heat of the
fire...the police chief said, the fire had been blazing for so long that there
were no bones left...every thing disintegrated.
Next to it all was a sweat shirt that said, ‘Redneck Wrestling Training
Facility’ Mark picked it up and the name tag on the inside said ‘Samantha Fox’.
Mark told them the girl’s name that’d been in the car and was dead. After
signing off the coroner’s death certificate and report...Mark drove back to the
training facility...he could feel tears stinging his eyes...Kira had committed
suicide...she drove herself right off a cliff...the car exploded and she burned
to death.
Mark pushed in the CD she left at the facility and the song came on.
*****************************
Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again
I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
Cuz inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit, tonight
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again,
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again
I don’t want to be the one
The battles always choose
Cuz inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit, tonight
I'll paint it on the walls
Cuz I'm the one at fault
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
But now I have some clarity
To show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
I’m breaking the habit, tonight...
*****************************
Mark stopped at a red light and a blonde on a Kawasaki Ninja pulled up next to
him...she looked over at him for as long as the light was red...and as soon as
it turned green she gunned it straight through and left him looking after her
blonde waist length pony tail sticking out the bottom of her helmet.
Kira laughed to herself. She’d seen the tears running down Mark’s cheeks...she
now knew that he felt all of the pain she’d felt all her life. And she was
finally aware that she was strong enough to start over.
The End