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Ava

My eyes couldn't leave the man who is punching his opponent. Punch after the punch is thrown. Blood is oozing out of their noses, I gulped the lump formed in my throat.

Nothing can be heard except the thrill, excitement and anticipation filled screams of the people who occupied the whole place.

"Come on man! You can do it! Brad! Brad! Kill the fucker!" people were screaming. A cold shiver ran throughout my body when Brad gave a final punch to his rival sending him in the air. The opposite person fell with a loud thud, I winced when I saw how bad his face and condition looked.

I never wanted to be here but at the same time, I wanted to be here... Why? To see him

He doesn't know that I'm here before his eyes could scan the people. I turned back and started walking out even though it is very difficult to get out.

People... People... Everywhere as I tried to get out as fast as I can. I pushed them aside making my way out. My heart is beating against my rib cage nervously.

His eyes look so dangerous and deadly that it scares me. I never wanted to see that in his eyes but fate played differently because that is what I see every day.

I was able to step out without facing any drunken men. I shiver standing there in the empty parking area. I pull on my hoodie.

I closed my eyes inhaling the air heavily before walking off to my mom's car. I don't have my car yet. I used my mom's car to come here.

is my brother's best friend, I know him from my childhood. He doesn't talk to me or with anyone much. He only speaks with my brother Vincent and his close friends Axel and Celeb.

I remember the first time I saw him, I was six years old when Vincent brought his new friend home. I don't remember everything but I know my mom saying to my dad that he looks so heartbroken.

From then he became a part of my family. The main reason why I love my parents is that they have a heart of angels. They never judge anyone. They always help the needy and take care of people who are in pain.

They always treated my brother's friends as a family. In truth, they are a family to us. Vincent's friends Axel, Celeb and Brad they used to stay in our home all day.

Though they are best friends, Brad is the close one to Vincent. Brad is the silent and observative one among them. As years passed I developed a crush on him. We never spoke much, it's just two or three words about my brother.

When he would ask me where is Vincent I would say he is out or he is in his room. He would nod his head before walking off.

I know he had a very tough life, I don't know about his parents. Vincent told me that he is an orphan. I felt bad for him. Brad never shared his feelings to anyone.

Even when he stayed with us sharing Vincent's room we never ate together or sat together. Axel and Celeb used to play with me or make jokes but not Brad.

I tried to start a conversation with him but I was too scared to utter a word so whenever he was there I would run away and hide in my room.

When he was in junior high, he started building his body. He wasn't a lean guy anymore. I used to see scars of his face or a black eye. I was worried about what happened to him.

His knuckles used to bleed. Then my mom asked him about the scars and all. Vincent answered that he is doing boxing.

Brad knows mixed martial arts and taekwondo. He trained for years now. I remember crying for hours when he moved out of our home to his own apartment.

I used to be happy seeing and knowing that he is safe in our home but it kind of broke my heart when he moved out.

Then as months passed he stopped coming home when Vincent moved far away from home to London. I feel sad for my brother. At present, he is in Paris I guess.

I'm in my third year of college. I will be graduating this year. I took a bachelor of computers as my course.

I halt my car when the signal turned red. I tap my finger on the steering wheel thinking about Brad. Noone knows that I go to some shady places just to watch Brad fight.

He truly changed so much. I thought he changed a lot when he was in senior high but looking at him now leaves me in shock.

He got a great body and sometimes I wonder if he works out so much or it's because of steroids. But all my doubts cleared when I learned that he works out daily and he follows a diet. It took years of hard work to get that body I guess.

They all meet every year no matter what. I know this because mom said that Vincent is in a good mood when he meets the boys. They never came to our home though.

I think Brad even forgot that Vincent has a sister who is me. It's been a long time that they saw me.

I ended up in the University of North Carolina. I felt so lonely in my house, I asked my parents if I could stay in college dorms. They accepted it but I need to come home for weekends.

I'm happy with that, I don't want to miss my parents. I'm very close to my family. When I come home for weekends I go to watch his fights. It's very dangerous though.

I'm thinking to stop going there because Brad and I never going to be together.

He is a dream which never going to happen. Even though I want him to be mine.