It Comes In Three's

Chapter 64

Lottie’s POV

The tension in the arena reaches its peak as the crowd waits on edge for the fight to begin. I can feel the collective energy vibrating through the air, mingling in with my own anxiety. The sight of Tommy’s smirk still lingers in my mind, fueling my fear, but Anna holds me to her tightly.

Jason was up first, his smaller frame tense as he stands across from Alex who grins with sheer excitement….

As the first bell rings, signaling the start of the first match, Alex wastes no time in unleashing his fury. His movements are swift and calculated, his punches landing with precision. The crowd erupts with cheers and applause, their enthusiasm pushing him forward.

Alex’s muscles tense and flex as he moves with remarkable speed and power. His fists blur as they connect with Jason’s defenses, each strike carrying a tremendous force behind it. The impact of their blows reverberates through the ring, echoing in the ears of the spectators.

With each exchange, Alex demonstrates his superior strength and skill. He seamlessly transitions between punches, hooks, and devastating uppercuts, his movements fluid and seemingly effortless. Jason tries to retaliate, but Alex’s defense is impenetrable, blocking and evading with masterful precision.

The crowd watches in awe as Alex maneuvers around the ring, his footwork graceful yet aggressive. He delivers punishing blows to Jason’s body, targeting vulnerable areas with unwavering accuracy. The thuds of his punches resonate through the arena, a symphony of controlled violence

Despite Jason’s determination, he struggles to match Alex’s power and technique. His movements become sluggish, his defenses gradually weakening under the relentless assault. The crowd’s cheers intensify, their admiration for Alex’s dominance growing with each passing moment.

Alex’s face remains a mask of concentration, his eyes fixed on his opponent. He analyzes Jason’s movements, anticipating his every strike and countering with devastating hits.

Each blow is executed with calculated intent, aimed at breaking not only Jason’s physical defenses but also his bones.

As the minutes progress, it is clear that Alex is now toying with him… as Jason struggles to even hold up his hands…

His breathing grows labored, his body showing signs of exhaustion. Alex, on the other hand, seems fueled by an inner fire, his stamina seemingly limitless. He maintains a relentless pace, refusing to show mercy as he strikes once more to his nose… causing Jason to stumble.

The crowd is on the edge of their seats, their cheers and shouts reaching a crescendo. They bear witness to a display of sheer dominance from Alex, a fighter who has honed his skills to perfection. His every movement exudes confidence and power, captivating the audience.

And then, with one final, thunderous blow, Alex delivers a knockout punch that sends Jason crashing to the canvas. The crowd erupts in a mixture of awe and exhilaration, their applause echoing through the arenal

As Jason lays on the mat, Alex gets on top of him- landing two extra hits to his face leaving him completely unconscious and defeated. The referee rushes forward to end the match as Alex steps back, spitting on him and showing his distaste.

He raises his arms in victory, basking in the adulation of the crowd. But amidst the celebration, his gaze finds me in the balcony, his eyes conveying a mix of fire and reassurance

In that moment, I am reminded of the indomitable spirit that resides within Alex. He is a force to be reckoned with, a man who will stop at nothing to protect and fight for what he loves. And with that thought, a flicker of hope ignites within me, pushing aside the fear and uncertainty that threaten to

consume me.

e arena is still buzzing with excitement when the attention swiftly shifts to the next fight on the schedule.

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The announcer’s voice booms through the speakers, calling out Holden’s name, while everyone cheers.

Minutes pass, but there’s no sign of him. Confusion ripples through the crowd as they murmur amongst themselves, wondering what could have happened – has he watched what happened to Jason and chickened out?

As the spectators wait for Holden to appear, I feel a sense of unease creeping over me. Something is not right, and my instincts scream for caution. Anna’s grip tightens around me as if she senses the danger too. We exchange worried glances, our hearts pounding in thoughts of what would happen NOL..

Just when it seems like the situation couldn’t get any more bewildering, a commotion breaks out near the entrance of the balcony that we currently sit

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Jace instinctively moves towards the door, but the second he opens it people come tumbling through – fighting

I lose grip of Anna, as the masses of men all throw punches, grab one another and move around causing us both to scream and cower back…

I crouch into the corner, terrified and attempting to stay hidden, as I pray over and over again for the brawl to cease….

As the fight intensifies, the crowd’s attention is drawn away from the ring and towards the unfolding brawl in the balcony above. Shouts and curses fill the air, blending with the sounds of scuffling and grunts of pain.

It’s a whirlwind of chaos and confusion, a desperate struggle for dominance in the midst of the mayhem.

In amongst the frenzy, I glance up to see both Holden and Tommy’s eyes scan the chaotic scene before them, probably searching for me amidst the crowd as I whimper and remain low….

Panic flickers across their faces as they realize they cannot locate their intended target…

Anna, caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, becomes the unwitting victim of their desperate plan. Tommy instantly reaches for her, gripping her arm tightly, her screams becoming lost amidst the chaos, before he forcefully drags her away…

My heart pounds in my chest as I witness the unfolding tragedy. The realization of Anna’s capture hits me like a physical blow, filling me with a mix of terror, anger, and helplessness. I’m tom between the desire to intervene and the paralyzing fear that pins me to the ground.

The brawl continues to rage around me, the violence escalating and spreading like wildfire as I sob and scream for it to stop

I remain hidden, tears streaming down my face, as I grapple with the overwhelming guilt of not being able to protect Anna. The weight of the situation bears down on me, we need to rescue her and put an end to this nightmare… before it’s too late!

I use everything I have to push myself up from the corner, my eyes blazing and teary…

I squeeze my way through the thick crowd blocking the exit feeling myself being pushed and nudged in the process–heavy sharp elbows hitting my legs and sides…

I eventually reach the door, eyes blurred and feeling close to vomiting – before strong hands grip me pulling me towards them…

1 release a deafening scream, pounding my small hands against the persons chest….

“Shh dell it’s only me… let me get you out of here…” My punches slow, hearing the familiar sound of Alex voice meet for air.

my ears as I sob laudly

lly and gasp

I feel him push his way down the steps, as I cry and breakdown completely knowing that they had taken my best friend…

This is all my fault!

Alex then leads us up another flight of stairs towards the main warehouse building–reaching a more open area which allows me to breathe…

Alex gently releases his firm hold on me and crouches down to my level, his eyes filled with concern. His voice is soft but firm as he offer reassurance amidst the chaos that has unfolded.

e speaks.

trying to

“Lottle, what happened? Are you hurt?” he asks, his voice laced with worry.

I take a deep breath, attempting to steady my trembling voice as I recount the events that led to Anna’s capture. The words spill out in a rush, fueled by fear and desperation.

“Alex, it was Holden and Tommy. They caused a massive fight at the balcony,” I say, my voice choked with tears. “I think they were trying to find me and leave with me without anyone noticing, but they couldnt find me in the chaos. So, they they grabbed Anna instead.”

A wash of anger takes over Alex’s face as he listens to my words. His grip on my hand tightening again.

“We need to find her, Lottie. We can’t let them get away with this,” he says, his voice filled with resolve. “I’m going to kill them!” He fumes, storming me out towards the car park…

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“We have to find her, Alex,” I say, my voice trembling as I continue to sub. “We can’t let them harm her! This is all my fault!

“We will find her, Lottie. We won’t stop until she’s back with us,” Alex tells me, his voice filled with conviction. “None of this is your fault!

I cling tightly to Alex’s hand, finding security beside him as we weave through the car park towards his SUV. We immediately get inside, him in the drivers seat and myself beside him, before he pulls out his phone.

I breathe aggressively, the panic taking its full toll on me, as Alex types and sends out texts, makes calls and seems to devise a plan…..

I can’t concentrate on what he’s saying, as the thoughts of what they could do to Anna swarm my mind….

I should’ve let them take me…

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EJ Kincaid

I knew they were going to try something

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knew they were going to try something, they need to hurry

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