Alone

Chapter 5

There was deafening silence for the first few seconds which was proceeded by loud chaos and commotion. People were shoving each other to reach the exit; wanting to get the hell out of here before it worsened. Others who were searching for a fight started punching anyone in front of them, just for the hell of it.

Caleb had already prepared me on what to do if a situation like this arose. It most likely happened when someone rich bet a lot of money only to lose it. I was roughly tossed to the side and farther away from the exit. It was useless to try to shove my way out. I searched around for any other exits, but the crowd was getting too rowdy to make anything out.

Caleb's voice echoed in my head, "There's another exit, but it's on the other side of the building where the fighters warm up before their fights. Use that as your last and only option."

I had no other option. I swiftly started running to the other side, trying my hardest to lay low which seemed to work because I was small compared to all these people. I let out a sigh of relief when I almost reached the exit, but I was blocked by a man appearing from the shadows. I was so close yet so far. If that wasn't enough, another one of his friends stood behind me, effectively blocking both my paths.

I was so screwed. Calculating my risks, I knew I couldn't take on both of them together, but I was determined not to go down without a fight.

"Where are you going, little boy? You're missing all the fun." The cruel intentions in his eyes were clear. My lack of response only seemed to anger him. I readied myself for an attack, but I caught onto something in the shadows behind him. I recognized the mask.

Time seemed to move slowly as I saw him drop-kick the vile man in front of me. I was in awe, but I had no time to appreciate it. Not wasting a second, I spun around and punched his friend straight in the face.

Going in for another punch, he seemed to anticipate it and caught my hand. Twisting it, he punched me in my ribs and threw me to the floor. He stood over me with a smug smile on his face, thinking I had given up. I kicked him in the shin as hard as I could and jumped up quickly.

I kicked him again, this time straight in the nuts. It was hard enough for him to not feel it for a few months. That brought him to his knees and he clutched it in pain. He wouldn't be getting up anytime soon.

Spinning around, the masked guy was leaning against the door and watching me. My eyes travelled down his body, it was hard not to. He had a good build and he definitely had muscles under his shirt. The mask still covered his face, but his eyes seemed familiar. Beautiful grey eyes.

I glanced at him before making my way to the door to get out of here. "A thank you would be appreciated." He said as if the whole ordeal was funny to him; it probably was.

"No." A shocked expression adorned his face when he heard my voice.

"What? You're surprised a girl can fight?" I pulled my hood back and chuckled at his reaction. He looked dumbstruck.

"What are you doing here all alone?"

Oh no. I needed to call Caleb and tell him that I'm fine. Searching my pockets, my phone was nowhere to be found. Fucking great. Caleb would come in search for me if I didn't call him up, and I did not want that.

"Do you have a phone on you?" The urgency in my voice quickly sobered him up.

"No, I don't. Why?"

"I need to call my friends and tell them that I'm fine."

"It's in my car. Two minutes from here." We got out of that shit-hole and sprinted to his car. As soon as he gave me his phone, I hastily dialled the number.