DARK FALL(57)

Erik turned and his body was on fire. He looked at Kaity and simply pointed.

“Go,” he said. “Fight. Now.”

Kaity nodded and rushed to him. She went up on her toes and kissed his cheek. “I want to tell you… just in case… I’m falling in love with you…”

Kaity slipped away and Erik didn't know what to do.

Stuck between heaven and hell, living and dying, romance and pain.

It would all end soon.

Very soon.





twenty-four.



Kaity walked down to the floor and looked around. It was a crazy sight. So many men. Talking, laughing, drinking, smoking. Powerful men with a lot of money and the urge to watch two women fight each other. To the left was a small area where it seemed most of the women were gathering. Kaity made her way in that general direction. As she walked, men catcalled and whistled, and some even grabbed at her.

Hey pretty thing!

Shake that ass!

Look at those tits… fuck…

By the time Kaity made it to the group of women, she was shaking and thought about leaving. She could go out to the lot and steal a car. Hightail it the fuck out of the state. But she couldn’t leave Erik. She loved him. She wanted him like she never wanted anything else in her life.

Kaity stopped walking and looked at the other women. Tall, short, skinny, thick. Some where in cut off shirts showcasing their amazing stomachs. Others seemed to be dressed up, like they were part of some crazy fantasy. Kaity felt too plain in her jeans and t-shirt.

A tall woman looked at Kaity.

“Hey,” Kaity said.

“Hey yourself, bitch.”

“What?”

The woman slapped Kaity across the face without hesitation. Kaity stumbled back and touched her swollen cheek. The woman came at her again, staring down at her. A small group of men who saw the incident started to cheer.

“You want to fucking do this now?” the woman asked. “Little cunt.”

“Shit,” Kaity whispered.

The woman backed away.

Kaity held her face. Her teeth throbbed. Her cheek stung. She licked the corner of her mouth and tasted blood.

After a few more minutes, a short man in a suit holding a notebook walked out to the middle of the floor. He let out a long whistle. That’s when the place erupted in cheers. Kaity stayed by herself, afraid to go near anyone. She looked around the crowd and tried to find someone from Back Down Devil. They are still here. Kaity kept telling herself that. They won’t leave without me. That part Kaity wasn’t sure of. She had seen the look in Miller’s eyes. Whatever they were planning on doing would be done fast. Then they would need to leave.

The man in the middle of the floor had a booming voice as he kept getting the crowd of rich men fired up. He teased them with promises of catfights. Of punches and kicks. Of beautiful women tearing each other to shreds. Oh, and that getting naked is allowed and encouraged.

That part caught Kaity’s attention.

Naked?

It made sense that some of these women would win by any means necessary. Hell, maybe Kaity would find herself doing the same.

It became very clear she was not prepared for this at all.

The man then asked a question… “Is everyone ready for some action?”

The crowd cheered and it was time to fight. It was time for Kaity to fight. Her name was called first. She was labeled a newcomer and as Kaity stepped out into the eyes of the crowd, she was nervous. Crazy nervous. To the point where she started to shake again.

Her opponent?

A woman named Sasha.

When Kaity looked over her shoulder, she swallowed hard.

It was the woman who had slapped her across the face.

Tall, muscular, thick black curly hair and dark eyes that were almost as scary as Blaine’s eyes. Hell, the only difference between this woman - Sasha - and Blaine was that when Kaity looked at Blaine, he was thinking of sex. With Sasha, she looked ready to kill.

Kaity didn’t know what to do so she put her fists up. She thought about what Gaige said to her. Keep your fists up. Watch the shoulders. Kaity had been in fights before. But those fights were bullshit. A slap. A punch. Hair pulling. Usually only lasting a minute or two before someone pulled them apart.

But this was going to be a real fight. A fight until someone was down, hurt, knocked out, or tapping out. Something big would have to happen to end it.

The man waved a hand and gave a thumbs up.

The fight was on.

Kaity stepped with Sasha. She kept her hands up, watching Sasha’s shoulders. The woman was just so big and looked so strong. After a few seconds, some of the men started to call out at them. They wanted action. That prompted Sasha to take action. She came at Kaity, both hands swinging. Kaity saw the punches and they both connected to her face. They fucking hurt like hell and one good slap sent Kaity to her ass. She landed hard and stared up at Sasha. Kaity had tears in her eyes. The crowd cheered and then booed. They wanted more. A lot more.