"You are striking to fast." My father said to me
"But the quicker you punch-"
"Does not mean anything." He seized my hands "patience is key."
"You always say that." I rolled my Eyes "I'm going to loose if I don't keep up."
"Keeping up with your opponent will only make you loose more." My father chuckle
"So what am I suppose to do just let them hit me?" I gave him attitude
"Let them play at your pace so they are the one who is trying to keep up." Father said
I didn't say a word I just looked at him
"Patience is key my child and in time you will learn that."
I woke up from my dream in a jolt.It was still dark out but I didn't bother checking the time.
I had been dreaming about my father so much lately and I don't know why. Yes I dream about him but it's happening mostly every night.
Dreams about our sessions together and the things he taught me, the things I learned from him, the things I should of listen to the most.
I wish he was still here I wish he was here to teach me more.
I haven't learned a lot and I'm so lost.
I felt tears slide down my face and I quickly wipe them away.
I refused to cry and I refused to let my guard down.
I had to be strong, I had to stay strong.
I fell back on my bed and stared at the ceiling.
Tomorrow (or should I say today since it was 3:00 in the morning) is the the day that can change my life for the good or for the worst.
And I was determined to make it for the good.
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"WAKE UP SUNSHINE!!" Jackson screamed in my ear
I jolted awake almost falling off the bed.
"Jackson are you kidding? Get out." I grumbled
"No can do princess," his voice then got serious "you know what today is."
I sighed and sat up in my bed
"You're going to be okay you know that right?" He said putting his hand on my shoulder.
I nodded my head "I'm just nervous everything could end tonight." I sighed "what if I don't win? I'm way over my head."
"You are not." Jackson said "you've been training your ass off these past couple of weeks and I know you are ready. I would tell you if you weren't. You can do this I know you can you just have to believe so too."
I smiled small. I don't really realize what I was getting myself into until now. These fighters constantly train for year consecutively. I've been locked in a cell for half my life rotting. No matter how good I think I'm getting I'm still inexperience.
I don't know if I could do this. Am I really ready?
"Victoria?" Jackson snapped me out of my thoughts
"Sorry were you saying something?" I asked
"I said we should go we have a lot to do today." He chuckled
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The Fighter
Teen FictionMy life turned upside down when I was 13 My father was murder right in front of my eyes by his own brother My mother betrayed me and my father When I was 13 I was thrown in a cell and haven't seen the light since 5 years later I was finally let ou...