Carson's POVThis place that Oliver had told me about was an old abandoned building on a backstreet of New York. People rarely go on this side of town because of dangerous activities that take place here. The building was not big but it was bigger than the place where I used to fight back home.I also noticed that the crowd was twice as large as I squeezed my way through the crowded stadium. The place was full of people talking and shouting loudly. I continue to make my way to a room that was set up for fighters to change.When I entered the room, I put my bag on a bench and changed as I only had fifteen minutes before I go on. When I was done changing, I sat down on the bench to wait. Suddenly, I heard the door opened and I turned around to see Oliver walking in. He noticed me and walked towards me."Well, I really didn't expect you to show." He remarked."If this is going to get you out of my life, then I want to get it over with."He smirked. "Feeling confident, are we?" Not in the
I kept my word and the following day, I was at Carson's apartment. We spent the entire day together enjoying each others' company and during that time, he had enlightened me on his match yesterday. I must admit, it sounded like it was an incredibly tough match.As the evening drew to a close, I gave Carson a massage as he had said that his muscles were sore from the fight. Now, it after six and I was lying on the couch with Carson's head on my lap. I was well aware that it was time for me to leave and get back to the dorms, but I wanted to stay here with Carson for a while longer."Your birthday is in three weeks, have anything special in mind that you want?" Carson asked breaking our comfortable silence."I've never really thought about it, but honestly there isn't anything that I want," I answered absently running my hands through his hair."Okay then. I'll just make it a surprise.""I love that idea." I agreed. We lapse into a comfortable silence again, until I break it. "I really
I felt numb.The chatter of the nurses and the doctors as they pass by me was distanced. The familiar beeping of hospital equipment, the ringing of telephones and the monotonous voices on intercoms were all drowned out. The scene around me was in slow motion and everything and everyone was a blur. All I could focus on and think about right now was Carson.The beating...The blood...The fast movements of the paramedics as they tried to keep him stable...His lifeless body...I closed my eyes tight as my hands, my feet; my entire body started to tremble again. I wrap my arms around my body as I began to feel cold. "Are you alright?" Jasmine, who was sitting beside me asked. I didn't turn to look at her, but I could sense the concern in her voice. I nodded my head mechanically as I know I wasn't able to speak. Jasmine wraps her arm around me and gave me a comforting hug. "Don't worry. Carson will be okay." I nodded my head again. I hope she was right.I've been at the hospital for an h
When Carson's parents came back from his room, they told me that I could see him now. They then continued their conversation with Carson's doctor.I got up from my seat and turn to look at Jasmine and the guys. They indicated that I should go ahead. I nod my head at them and walked in the direction of Carson's room. When I reached the doorway, I looked in to see him sitting up in his bed. He looked in my direction and smiled at me. All emotions rushed to the forefront once again and the next thing I know, I hurried over to his bedside and fling my arms around him."Carson." I whispered as I buried my head in his shoulders. I felt him wrapped his arms tightly around me. "I was so scared."We stayed like that for a long while before he pulled back to look at me. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" He asked scanning my face intently.I shook my head and smiled a bit. "I'm the one that should be asking you that." I replied as I sat on the bed, "I'm okay. He didn't hurt me. I'm worried about
Carson's POVA week later, the next monday, I was doing much better and I was finally ready to go back to school. Mom came by my apartment early this morning to let me know that she and Dad were leaving to go back to Chicago in three hours. They both had stayed at an hotel for the entire week that I was recuperating. They told me that they had no intention of leaving until they were sure I was okay. Even though I told them I was feeling much better, there was no way I could talk them into leaving.Mom has been here now for about half an hour fussing over me and repeatedly asking how I was feeling. Finally, convinced that I was alright, she took up her bag to leave. As she did so, she noticed that I was gathering my books to put into my bag so she asked. "You're going to class today?""Yes, I've already missed one week of classes." I answered. Even though, for the entire week, I've been getting all my class notes from one of my classmates and keeping up with my assignment right here i
Kayla's POV"Hey, Monica. Can I ask you something?" I asked Monica as we walked to our last class of the day on Thursday. Monica nodded her head. "Yeah, sure. What's up?""Have you noticed Lilly acting weird lately?" I've been noticing Lilly's change in behaviour more and more and I couldn't ignore it any longer. I wanted to make sure I wasn't just reading too much into this whole situation.I didn't know much about Lilly because we don't hang out as much. The only time we would hang together is when we have our study sessions. Otherwise from that, she doesn't really associate with me; with any of us for that matter.At the beginning of first year, Monica and I became friends and it was her idea to start a study group where if you were interested you could join. Lilly, being one of the top students in the class decided to join. We haven't spoken before that, so I didn't know anything about her. I only knew that she was very competitive, took interest in her studies and she was smart.
Carson's POVSunday evening after Kayla left my apartment to go back to the dorms, I met up with my friends and we decided to go to the gym to spend the remaining of the evening. This wasn't a random trip to the gym, ever since we came to New York, we would normally come here at least three times a month. We were here for half an hour, when I was surprised by Oliver Ross entering the gym. Was this guy stalking me now? Because all the time I've been here, I've never seen him here before. I sat up from the chest press machine I was on, when Oliver walked in our direction. The guys, who noticed Oliver too, got off the machines they were on and faced him when he reached us."Relax boys, no punches will be flung tonight." He replied holding his hands up. However, he was sporting a sinister grin on his face."What do you want, Oliver?" I demanded."I'm merely here to use the gym facilities just like you." He said casually, but I knew that was a lie. He then laughed at some sick joke in hea
Carson's POVI stepped into Larry's bar the next evening, once again in hunt of Oliver. Ever since he came to the gym last week and said all those things, I couldn't sleep. I kept waiting for something bad to happen because I knew that he was planning something.I didn't like the idea of him controlling my life, so I was going to put an end to this nonsense once and for all. I'm not going to let this twisted psycho hurt anyone.As expected, Oliver was here. He was sitting at a corner of the bar in a booth. He had two girls sitting on either side of him. Without missing a beat, I walked over to where he was and cross my arms, giving him a look that lets him know that we need to talk now.Oliver turned to each girl. "Excuse me, ladies. I need to talk to my pal here for a bit." Both girls smiled at him before getting up and leaving us alone. He then faced me and clasped his hands on the table in front of him. "Now, what do you want?""You know exactly what I want and I don't have the tim