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Chapter 23

"Morning." I wake up to Jen's voice.

"Morning." I notice her sleeping on the floor," I'm sorry I slept on your bed."

"No biggy. Did you have fun yesterday?"

"Yeah, it was the best birthday I've had in a very long time."

"Aw I feel so special." She laughs. "Any plans for the day?"

"Yup. Training, sleeping and going out with Luke for an hour or so." The words flow out of my mouth as they come into my mind.

"Luke?" I nod," He hasn't messaged you all week and now he wants to randomly talk and hangout?" She raises an eyebrow.

"I know. I was pretty pissed off, but I just need to know why he did that." Jen nods. I look at my bed covered by tons of presents," I'm going to open those now."

I walk over and start going through them. There were a lot of clothes, jewellery, gift cards and cash. "Thank you." I thank Jen in person and message everyone else.

"No problem. I'm glad you had fun." She smiles.

"Definitely. I'm going to go and freshen up." I drag myself out of the bed, walk into the bathroom, and start my morning routine.

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"Okay we've been here for fifteen minutes. What did you want to talk about?" I ask Luke as the silence between us starts to eat at me.

"I'm sorry Riley. I'm sorry for not talking to you for a whole week. I wasn't mad at you. I just thought that you needed space and I wanted to give it to you that's all."

"I've been worried for a whole fricken week. And all you have to say is sorry?! Luke. Holy! Ugh." I lower my voice as I notice I'm earning stares from the people around us. "You don't understand Luke. I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that I did something wrong to make you stop talking to me and I said I wasn't ready for a relationship. I didn't ask for space."

"I'm really sorry. Can we just please start over?"

Can we? What if what everyone's telling me is true? What if there is something he's hiding? I still remember him talking with his dad last week. "Yeah. I think we should." I poorly smile.

"So I heard you fight?" He changes the subject.

"Rumours fly around quick here."

"So you don't?"

"I do. I'm a street fighter." I admit. Being a street fighter isn't entirely wrong and I'm not ashamed to say that I am one.

"Explains. You're very strong for a girl." I pout.

"Now don't start being all sexist." He chuckles.

"There's the Riley that I missed." He chuckles and I laugh with him.

"Come to my fight next Sunday night?" I ask. For some reason I really wanted him to come.

"It would be my pleasure." He smirks and I feel my cheeks heat up.

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"Riley?! Riley! Riley!" I hear Logan yell.

But I can't feel anything beside the urge to punch the punching bag. My hearts racing faster than it ever has. My face and body is all covered in sweat, but my hands wouldn't stop. The adrenaline pumping through me is too much. I could see blood on the bag meaning my fists were starting to bleed though nothing. I still couldn't stop.

"Dad please, don't I'll do anything for you. Whatever I've done I've always done for you!" I cry pleading.

"This guy over here ruined you Riley! He made my efforts on you go weak! If he lives you'll never truly be mine." He says pointing the gun at Jack.