Chapter Sixteen: A Monster

 RYDER

With every other second that ticks by, I let out a whiff of my breath knowing that I'll have to go out very soon enough, and just like I've always done, just like it always happens. I will become someone else, someone that I love to be. Someone that one grown used to be. 

I gape at my knuckles, gazing as the black clasps wraps tightly around it, and I know that very soon, it will be blood spewing out of it.

Blood of whoever is ready to face me out there. The blood of whoever is willing to take me on out there. The blood of my opponent, and I'll enjoy every last second of feeling it against my knuckles, having them at my mercy. I will enjoy every damn second if it because that's what I do, and that's who I am.

Grabbing my bag off the bench, and dropping it next to my leg, I stare at the mirror before making my way out of the room. Each step that I take increasing my thirst for blood. For a fight that will leave