História Throw Everything For You - Chapter Two

Lexa's POV

" Lexa, beat the shit out of him! "

" Lexa's killing you man! "

" Fuck, you're being pulped by a girl! "

Their words were nothing to me. Not a compliment, not an insult. It was plain nothing.

As I stepped out of the ring, the referee checked on the random guy that decided to fight me, seeing if he was still alive. He counted to ten and the guy was still passed out.

That means I just won 50 bucks.

A smile grazed on my face as the not-so rough paper touched my hands.

Anya will be so happy.

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" Anya?! I am home! "

" D-did you-you-you win? "

Obsessive-compulsive disorders sucks.

" Yeah, I did, princess. " She knocked on the door 8 times, as I hear her voice muttering the numbers before she opened the door with a wide smile on her face.

She always repeats the second word of her sentence.

" Did people-people-people say b-bad things about you ag-again? "

Maybe taking her there was a big mistake. She was so frightened when I finished the fight when I brought her once. She told me men where shouting nasty things about me and it was making her self conscious and worried about me. Good thing she didn't have any anxiety attack.

" No, they were actually cheering me on, Anya. "

" Lexa, maybe-maybe-maybe you h-have fans! And then-then-then they w-would ask for p-pictures! You'll be-be-be famous! "

" Don't soar too high, princess. "

I patted her head and walked towards the living room, seeing the TV was turned on.

" I had-had-had to w-watch the news. It was-was-was storming in H-houston. "

Anya blinks four times. She counted it.

" Really? I wonder if Nyko and Indra are ok. "

" S-should I-I-I call them? "

I shook my head, before slumping on the worn out couch we purchased years ago. Anya decides to sit beside me, not before wiping the seat six times.

" Did you-you-you bring home a-anything for me? "

I smiled cheekily before reaching my small bag from the other side of the couch, pulling a pink lollipop out of it.

" I bought your favourite lollipop! "

My little sister squeals in delight, jumping up and down four times, she's counting it.

" Thanks, Lexa-lexa-lexa! "

I ruffled her hair, giving her a smile.

" I'll cook our food now, okay? Can you watch the news for me? "

My sister blinks three times, before keeping her attention on the TV.

I placed a kiss on her forehead before heading towards the kitchen.

As I cook, my eyes drifted on the dirty white refrigerator I bought recently with the earnings I got from my boxing. A drawing was sticked up.

It was a family. A father. A mother. An older sister. A little girl.

A frown reaches my face.

My parents.