Chapter 36

  I felt myself being lifted and shaken before I was shoved back onto the cold concrete floor to wake me from my sleeping state. My swollen eyes fluttered open to see Josh standing angrily above me. He gripped my already numb arm, yanking me to my feet. "Come on slut! Walk!" He spat at me, shoving me towards the door behind Ashley Caroline and Dana. They turned and looked at me sympathetically before we were shoved into the area of the ring. Loud cheers from the crowd filled my ears making them ring.

  Josh sat down right in front of the ring and forced me to sit uncomfortably on his lap. His grimy hands snaking their way around my waist, holding me in place. I ignored his touch as I had already become numb to it and knew their was nothing I could do about it. I focused my attention wearily at the ring as I saw Mark step into it.

  Only a few people from the crowd cheered for him while the majority booed. I slowly turned my head towards the other entrance of the ring looking around for the familiar blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes I have been waiting so anxiously for. Dana and Ashley Caroline were sitting at Josh's feet and were watching and waiting for Niall as I was. I directed my attention back to the entrance and  finally met eyes with Niall. His eyes lit up when he met mine, but held sadness and anger in them.

  I smiled the best that I could at him and watched intently as the crowd roared his name. I was confused as to why everyone knew him and cheered, but wasn't going to worry about it too much. Niall stepped into the ring and nodded at the referee to acknowledge him. He fixed his gaze on me while the referee went over the rules I'm sure he has heard multiple times before due to the fans screaming his name.

  He snapped his attention to Mark when the bell rang and they were told to fight. Complete anger took over his features as he glared down at his opponent. My vision and mind blurred when punches and kicks were thrown. I couldn't focus on it. The thought of Niall getting hurt clouded my mind, keeping me from paying attention to the fight. I didn't even realize Josh screaming at Mark to get back up and keep fighting. The sounds and screams of the crowd drowned out my thoughts, snapping me back to reality.

  I looked up to find Niall standing over Mark breathing heavily as sweat dripped down his face. The bell rang signaling the fight was over and he looked at me with the biggest smile spread across his face. The referee held Niall's arm in the air and before I knew it Josh whisked us away into the back room. He locked us in Mark's room before swiftly leaving the room. I heard footsteps walking away and muffled yells coming closer to the door.

  I sat up from the floor groaning in pain, then looked at the girls that have become like little sisters to me. They were looking at me worriedly and I gulped nervously trying to focus on the voices outside the door.

  I heard Niall's familiar thick Irish accent yelling and Mark's cold harsh voice yelling back. Several British accents yelling came in between them and Mark's voice disappeared. Josh's voice was never evident in the yelling. Suddenly there was a loud pounding on the door.

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