Amber's POV

Since when does my bed move and get bumpy?

I open my eyes to see a grey ceiling and Isaac swearing next to me, I look down and realise I'm definitely not in the hospital anymore and I'm his car, wait...I'M IN HIS CAR?! What the actual fuck is going on?

"Oh hey sleepyhead how are you feeling?" Isaac said beside me, I pull up my chair into a straight sitting position and look over at him in confusion.

"I feel like shit! What's going on Isaac?" I said with a serious tone of voice.

"Don't ever swear, princesses don't use bad words!" Isaac said then swerved the car harshly, making my shoulder hit the window, I groan in pain then hear Isaac yelling to another driver and flipping him off, well you're a bit of a hypocrite mister!

"Well, I wouldn't have to use bad words if you told me what the heck is going on!" Isaac looked at me for a second then pulled the car over on the side of the busy road.

"Look I really don't want to do this to you because I love you so much and I know how much pain you're in right now, but I have no other choice..." he started then opened his car door and stepped outside, leaving me alone inside.

A minute later he came back and sat down with a pile of items on his lap, he looked up at me with a look that says 'I'm sorry' then passes me the items.

One by one I look at each thing and think to myself...are we kidnapping someone? Does my brother work in the mafia? Does he want me to join the army? So many questions were going through my mind but my brother next to me was the one that held all my answers.

"We're going to the underground club and I need you to wear the vest under the clothes that are there and put the gun in the waistband of your panties or something but make sure it's hidden but easy to access if need be. I'm really sorry I'm dragging you into this but I can't tell our parents or brothers because I don't want them to worry about me because I'm fine and anyway I rarely lose a fight." Isaac explains and the more he does the worse I feel about the situation I'm about to walk into.

"So let me get this straight, you want me to watch one of you underground fights? Why do you want me there?" I ask. I look over and stare into his eyes and spot some worry and nervousness in them, which I rarely see.

"The guy I'm fighting is triple my size and has never lost a fight," he said whilst looking through the window in front of us. I look down and I didn't know what to think, I don't know what to do? I want to support my brother but I don't want to do it if he knows he's going to lose before he even steps into the ring, why would he do that!

"Isaac if you know you're going to lose, then why do this to yourself? Why hurt yourself?" I ask still heartbroken at his words, Isaac looks up and pulls me into a hug, burying his head into my shoulder and breathing deeply.

"Amber I need to do this, I need the money!" He said in desperation and sadness.

"Why do you need money so bad?" I ask, he releases the hug and stares at me blankly

"It's not important." He said whilst holding the clothes up to me.

"Amber go and change or we will be late." He said and I grabbed them from him, I didn't know where to change but then I see a large tree near the car, I can't believe I'm doing this...

I change into the clothes and strap on the bulletproof vest and place the gun where he told me too, it didn't feel comfortable one bit! I'm just praying it doesn't slip and fall down my leg and it looks like something is down there.

I get back in the car and Isaac pulls the car away and we're back on the road, his answers still haven't satisfied me and I need more.

"So why do I need to be there and with a gun?" I ask, he turns to me chuckling then faces the road again

"You do ask a lot of questions don't you cutie pie." He said whilst chuckling, I rolled my eyes and looked at him with pleading eyes, he sighed and was about to speak.

"I need you there in case something bad happens to me and you can call an ambulance or get help, and you have the gun on you because sometimes when the crowd favourite a fighter and he doesn't win, it can get ugly and people can shoot each other and the fighter if he doesn't win, it's fucked up I know and I'm not bringing you without protection." He concludes and continues driving fast.

"So you break me out of the hospital to possibly go back into it with more injury's?!" I joke but Isaac looked at me with a deadly expression

"You will not ever get hurt again and I promise you that, shootings down there are quite rare so I wouldn't worry about it, just keep to yourself and cheer your big brother on!" He said whilst giving me his warm smile,

My brother is always nice and friendly at home and he's always comforting me, we watch Disney films together whilst eating ice-cream and snuggling up in lots of blankets, but at night he is a deadly fighter that beats up guys for money for an unknown cause. I honestly don't know what to think anymore, he is so different when he's not with me and it scares me that he would almost get himself killed because of a bit of money. It doesn't make sense to me.

Eventually, we make it and park the car around the corner in a secluded area where nobody can spot us.

There's something that has been bothering me all day and I need to ask him now before it's possibly too late and it eats me alive.

"You were the one that beat up Jade and those girls, weren't you?" I turn to him and ask, he looks at me with guilt in his eyes and slowly nods his head without saying a word, I nodded back to him and we both climbed out the car in silence.

No other words needed to be spoken on the matter, I understood why he did it and why he wouldn't tell me straight away, but I feel like he made matters worse when he picked a fight with them. I don't hate him for it, I could never hate him but he needs to cool it down a bit and what perfect way to do that than beating up a guy that's triple his size! Best idea ever...

"I can't help but feel like what happened this morning was my fault..." Isaac said whilst slipping on his trainers and leaning on the back of the car. I look down at him with a sad expression and grab a hold of his shoulders, he looked up at me with pain and guilt across his face and I hated seeing him like this.

"Please, Ambi forgive me! Please! I didn't mean for it to happen again and I'm so so sorry it did. Please forgive me!" Isaac begged with watery eyes, I placed one of my hands on his cold cheek and tuck a strand of his floppy hair out of his eye.

"Of course I forgive you Isaac, I could never hate you no matter what you do," I said and my words seemed to cheer him up a bit. I decide to take matters in my own hands and get him in a better mood, I put both my fingers on either side of the corners of his mouth and pulled his lips up into a forced smile.

"That's more like it!" I said whilst giggling to my own craziness, it must be the drugs!

We both laughed together and then a moment of silence greets us, "I love you Ambi." Isaac said whist pulling me into a hug, I rested my head on his shoulder and temporarily forgot where we are and what was about to go down.

"I love you too softie," I said whilst snuggling in his arms, he pulled away abruptly and stared at me weirdly.

"Softie? Couldn't you have picked a manlier nickname for me, especially as I'm about to walk into the biggest fight of my life?" he said amused.

"Because you are the biggest softie when you're alone with me and when we both sing along to Disney songs," I said whilst giggling to myself, Isaac joined in on my laughing and closed the car door and locked it.

"Well, I must beat that guy up badly so I no longer have that embarrassing nickname." He said then held my hand and dragged us towards the gates of hell, I'm praying we both come out in one piece!

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