In high school your boyfriend (at the time) was in boxing. He joined his 7th grade year, at first he was a scrawny wimpy kid that was always lost.

Your 10th grade year he was a beast.Nobody. Wanted to fight him. Nobody wanted to ever get in that ring with him.

After high school he went pro, he’s won 25 fights - 12 knock outs - and 7 loses.

He came home one night exhausted. But like usual, he went straight to the indoor gym to workout.

There was always this feeling deep down inside you.. he has been getting more aggressive.

After awhile he walked out, he smelled of sweat, metal, and blood.

His voice was deep, sounded like somebody scratching gravel.

My next match is tomorrow. You comin?

You spoke softly “who’re you going against?”

Johnson Aliza

You stood there and shook your head “Sweetheart, you know he’s doesnt want to fight you.”

His eyebrow raised