|| 𝕰𝖕𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖉𝖊 10: 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖅𝖎𝖔𝖓 ||
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𝐍𝐘𝐗 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 that she had broken every traffic rule possible for Zion. She felt like her world was now hanging by a thin thread, that might break any moment now. The only person who could strengthen it was now, possibly, in a terrible condition.
Nyx would never get used to this vulnerability - it was like a blow in her gut. She tried to maintain her calm but the storm brewing in her heart was slowly knocking all her guards down.
Only one person in this entire world has the power to do so to her - Zion.
She got out of her car, adjusting her jeans, and grabbing her bag quickly. She was prepared for anything at all - the bag contained a first aid box with a fresh pair of clothes for Zion and a bunch of pain killers.
The old building stood in front of her and no matter how much she despised coming here, Zion's life was more essential. This abandoned building was usually filled with people at night time and was the home to some gruesome street fights. Many became rich millionaires here, earning riches from successfully betting on the person who has more surviving capacity. But this was also the hub where many lost their youth and got entangled in pain and money.
The guards didn't stop her as she entered the place, she has been here enough times for them to remember her by her face. As soon as she stepped foot in the place she was hit by the unpleasant smell of sweat and blood.
Men shouted like hooligans at the contenders, who were busy punching the life out of each other. The rich sat on their expensive chairs on the floor above, looking down at the mutts they had spent their riches on. She maintained her confident composure as she searched the crowd for someone in particular. She hated the stares she was getting because there was lust written all over them. They only wanted to fuck her, and that simply made her want to gag.
A hand rested on her shoulder, and she immediately went on her high alert mode. She was ready to kneel the intruder in his balls until she heard the familiar voice.
"Come with me. He is in an awful shape." the person says.
Nyx nodded at Leo and followed him.
Leo is Zion's manager and acquaintance. She wouldn't call them the best of friends since they only interacted when there was an issue regarding the fights, but still, Leo cared for Zion's safety and health. Leo was an attractive 28-year-old man with blonde hair and forest green eyes. He owned some gyms across the city and even trained Zion for his fights. A scar ran down the left side of his face, from his eyebrows to upper lips, and although he looked terrifying, he was kind at heart.
But then, his heart was still tainted black from the dealings he had related to street fights. There was no shock that Leo has killed but for the sake of Zion, she chose to ignore the fact for the time being.
She didn't want Zion to turn like Leo, street fighting isn't something Nyx was going to let Zion settle with.
She made her way to the crowd with Leo directing her and they finally reached the horrible changing room. It smelt like a rat died there and she wondered how Zion survived here.
She bit her lower lip as she made her way to Zion's area, the place was divided for every fighter. She kept her eyes trained downwards as she let Leo guide her - the sight of injured men was something she refrained from seeing.
Finally, Leo stopped and she knew that they were here. Her eyes landed on Zion and she barely suppressed a shriek.
Zion laid down on the floor with his knuckles bleeding and bruises all over his chest. Blood was sweeping out of the deadly cut on his head and Nyx cursed herself for this state of his. Why couldn't she force him to quit?
Zion didn't look fine at all, and Nyx was sure that he is going to need a hell of a rest after this. Why does he love the pain so much?
She made her way to him and kneeled down to his level. Grabbing her first aid kit, she started cleaning his wounds softly but by the expression on Zion's face, it was stinging.
"Was it Hunter?" she asks Leo.
"Yeah," Leo replies.
Nyx scoffs, of course, it was Hunter. The moment Nyx had met Hunter she had hated him. The man was a psychopath with a dangerous motive to kill his opponents. Zion hated the man's guts since Hunter had a dirty mouth and wouldn't hesitate to use it to spite his opponents.
Zion's and Hunter's match were the most dangerous since none of them backed down until they couldn't get up anymore and even though, Zion won every damn time the injuries would be fatal. They were both very good at what they did and hence, they barely got an end to the match. If Zion was looking like this then she can only imagine Hunter's condition. He might as well be dead.
She finished bandaging him but Zion's unresponsive nature troubled her. Zion had surely fainted after the match and she needed to carry him to get him to his apartment.
"Can you help me pick him up?" she asked Leo.
Leo nodded in response and they both carried Zion to Nyx's car. There was another exit to the building and they took it since she wanted to avoid the men outside as much as possible. Those greedy bastards made money out of watching people harm each other.
"How much did he get?" Nyx asked as they put him on the back seat.
"A thousand," Leo replied.
"The hospital is asking for money again?" she says.
"Yeah. Plus, he needed to pay for college and is saving for Ryan if he gets up." Leo replies.
Nyx doesn't say anything as she sighs and gets into her car. She bid Leo goodbye as she started her car and drove away.
She glanced through the mirror to look at Zion.
Something in her heart warned her that a storm is coming.
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