Fight for Me
“He walked in a circle around her, slowly, each footfall clicking against the concrete. “What to do with you until the matches start…” He had made the full revolution around her and was standing in front of her again.He leaned in toward her.His breath smelled like mint. His skin looked powdery up close.Ivy collected saliva in her mouth and spat on him.He jerked upwards, his lips curling. “Bitch,” he said, and walked back toward the door that was somewhere behind her. “Igor, Vinnie! I need a tiss...ue!” she heard him yell.About fifteen agonizingly slow minutes later, the two burly men from before came and started to drag her chair toward a small door on the side of the building. The legs of the chair made a horrible screeching noise on the concrete.One of them opened the door and the other pushed her into the brightly lit room. Then they let the door swing shut and left her there.Ivy blinked as her eyes got used to the extra light.She was in what looked like an office. A Hispanic man around her age with gelled brown hair was sitting behind a beat up desk, going over papers.MoreLess
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