of pills, and headed back to bed. I lay back down until the pills kicked
in.
Natalie
came to mind just then. I had been shocked to see her there, and sadly, her
presence―just knowing that she was there, had thrown me off my game
initially. I took a couple of pretty good hits at first, ‘ cause she had arrived in my head, and I couldn't get her out. Trying to understand
why she was there clouded my thoughts. Was she there for me? That was all I
could think about initially. Had she heard about my fight, and wanted to come
and support me, without me even having to ask her? The thought sent my mind in
circles, until I got punched enough times to wake me up. It had been stupid; I
should have just ignored it, and focused on the fight, but I couldn't.
Thankfully, I regained my focus, and got my head back in the game, or I would
have been done for.
I
tried to look for her after the fight, and couldn't find her. She had left
without congratulating me, and that confused me even more than her presence at
the fight. I was starting to wonder if I had imagined the whole thing. Maybe
she hadn't been there at all, and I was just losing my marbles. It could be
true; I had certainly been obsessed with the girl for quite a while now.
There
had been so many girls out last night. Swarms of them, all
over the fighters when we went to the bar. I wondered if I would see
Natalie and Julie at the bar, but they never showed up. Maybe she had given up
drinking altogether. There had been this very pretty octagon girl who had gone out
with us last night, and seemed to never leave my side. I was relieved to find I
had not taken her home with me; my bed was empty. Craig had lost his fight last
night, so he had been swarmed with extra attention from the ladies trying to
cheer him up.
I
climbed out of bed and headed out of my room in search of food. Kyle was up
making breakfast, which seemed like perfect timing to me.
“Hey,
man, why don't you cook me some of whatever you have going on there, too?”
Kyle
laughed. “Sure, no problem. I guess bacon and eggs are
okay now that your fight is done.”
“Right
on; sounds awesome.”
I
headed to the fridge, and opened it to grab something to drink. Milk looked
like a good option, but I worried it would curdle in my stomach from all the
drinking. I went for a bottle of water instead, and brought it to the kitchen
table to drink. I downed half of it, not realizing just how dehydrated I really
was. I finished the bottle, and went back to get another one.
“A
little thirsty there, Jet?” Kyle laughed at the sight of me.
“Yeah,
I got hammered last night, man. How do you feel?”
“Not
bad, just tired mostly. It was a great fight last night; I'm glad I ended up
going.”
“Yeah,
it was good seeing you out doing something other than playing video games.”
“ Haha ,
real funny.”
“Seriously,
man, maybe you need a girlfriend.”
“Yeah,
right; don't be blasphemous.”
“Would
it be the worst thing in the world? All you do is play video games, man.”
“No
thanks. I prefer to have my women at night, and then be gone by morning.”
I
snorted. Kyle finished up with the bacon, and put it in a dish with a lid to
keep it warm. He put butter in a separate pan, and melted it for the eggs. He
went to grab the carton of eggs from the fridge, and set them by the stove.
Opening the carton, he took a few eggs out and cracked them against the side of
the pan. I was still thinking about what he said about girls, when the eggs
started sizzling.
“Hey,
man, did you happen to see Natalie at the fights? I saw her just before I got
in the cage, but then I couldn't find her after the fight. She just
disappeared.”
Kyle
was silent as he continued to cook the eggs, flipping them when they needed to
be. He hadn't responded to my question, and I was beginning to get annoyed.
“Kyle?
Did you see her?”
“Yeah,
I saw her, man. She was there with her whole art class or something. I think
they were there to
in.
Natalie
came to mind just then. I had been shocked to see her there, and sadly, her
presence―just knowing that she was there, had thrown me off my game
initially. I took a couple of pretty good hits at first, ‘ cause she had arrived in my head, and I couldn't get her out. Trying to understand
why she was there clouded my thoughts. Was she there for me? That was all I
could think about initially. Had she heard about my fight, and wanted to come
and support me, without me even having to ask her? The thought sent my mind in
circles, until I got punched enough times to wake me up. It had been stupid; I
should have just ignored it, and focused on the fight, but I couldn't.
Thankfully, I regained my focus, and got my head back in the game, or I would
have been done for.
I
tried to look for her after the fight, and couldn't find her. She had left
without congratulating me, and that confused me even more than her presence at
the fight. I was starting to wonder if I had imagined the whole thing. Maybe
she hadn't been there at all, and I was just losing my marbles. It could be
true; I had certainly been obsessed with the girl for quite a while now.
There
had been so many girls out last night. Swarms of them, all
over the fighters when we went to the bar. I wondered if I would see
Natalie and Julie at the bar, but they never showed up. Maybe she had given up
drinking altogether. There had been this very pretty octagon girl who had gone out
with us last night, and seemed to never leave my side. I was relieved to find I
had not taken her home with me; my bed was empty. Craig had lost his fight last
night, so he had been swarmed with extra attention from the ladies trying to
cheer him up.
I
climbed out of bed and headed out of my room in search of food. Kyle was up
making breakfast, which seemed like perfect timing to me.
“Hey,
man, why don't you cook me some of whatever you have going on there, too?”
Kyle
laughed. “Sure, no problem. I guess bacon and eggs are
okay now that your fight is done.”
“Right
on; sounds awesome.”
I
headed to the fridge, and opened it to grab something to drink. Milk looked
like a good option, but I worried it would curdle in my stomach from all the
drinking. I went for a bottle of water instead, and brought it to the kitchen
table to drink. I downed half of it, not realizing just how dehydrated I really
was. I finished the bottle, and went back to get another one.
“A
little thirsty there, Jet?” Kyle laughed at the sight of me.
“Yeah,
I got hammered last night, man. How do you feel?”
“Not
bad, just tired mostly. It was a great fight last night; I'm glad I ended up
going.”
“Yeah,
it was good seeing you out doing something other than playing video games.”
“ Haha ,
real funny.”
“Seriously,
man, maybe you need a girlfriend.”
“Yeah,
right; don't be blasphemous.”
“Would
it be the worst thing in the world? All you do is play video games, man.”
“No
thanks. I prefer to have my women at night, and then be gone by morning.”
I
snorted. Kyle finished up with the bacon, and put it in a dish with a lid to
keep it warm. He put butter in a separate pan, and melted it for the eggs. He
went to grab the carton of eggs from the fridge, and set them by the stove.
Opening the carton, he took a few eggs out and cracked them against the side of
the pan. I was still thinking about what he said about girls, when the eggs
started sizzling.
“Hey,
man, did you happen to see Natalie at the fights? I saw her just before I got
in the cage, but then I couldn't find her after the fight. She just
disappeared.”
Kyle
was silent as he continued to cook the eggs, flipping them when they needed to
be. He hadn't responded to my question, and I was beginning to get annoyed.
“Kyle?
Did you see her?”
“Yeah,
I saw her, man. She was there with her whole art class or something. I think
they were there to
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