If it was up to Zoey, she would’ve sent out at least 5 challenges on her way back ho after the tournant. Once the Coach and everyone else saw who she wanted to fight, they imdiately called her crazy and stopped her at once. Coach made a deal with her in hopes to stop her from fighting more people he thought she could handle. If she could defeat two of the fighters, she wanted to challenge then he would allow her to challenge one more if she didn’t take too much damage. And from there, if she could defeat those 3 challengers, she would get the chance to fight one more if she wasn’t beaten to shit yet. He said he was concerned for her health and by having so many fights in such a short ti period, she’d be sapped of all her strength and have all of her moves analyzed by her opponents in the tournant.
So, if everything went perfectly right, Zoey would fight against 7 fighters before next Monday arrives. In the anti, she would have to continue her daily training, track practice at school, keeping up with her grades, demon hunting with Lindsay and Alexander, increasing her teaching skill sohow, and socializing with her new friends! Zoey’s heart was telling her to ignore and throw away anything unrelated to fighting and increasing her skills with the Box but her brain was telling her otherwise. It was really a lot to deal with at once considering she needs to learn how to drive soti soon as well since she’s 17.
Zoey suddenly realized just how hectic her life has beco after the Box arrived. Without it, she would only have to worry about studying and that would be it basically. Unless she sohow ca across so people to befriend being the loser she was. Well, she’s still a fucking loser but she’s changing for the better! Actually, maybe not for the better because she was becoming a little bit crazy with the Box. But then again, who isn’t a little crazy in this world? Anyone could look crazy in soone else’s perspective.
‘That makes
feel a little bit better about losing my mind to violence.’ Zoey was dropped off at her house by the Coach.
Neither her mom or dad acted any differently from how they usually did. Suddenly Zoey realized sothing. She was probably on live tv sowhere beating up two guys. There was no way that soone from her school hasn’t seen her fighting! What should she do if soone brought it up around Katlyn and Callie?! Would they think she was a freak or a weirdo? How normal is it for a girl to be interested in boxing? Or fighting against guys in official fighting tournants? Is it possible that they stop being friends with her over that? Zoey didn’t know! Should she hide this side of herself from the people around her?
“Mom. Dad.” Zoey called out to them before going upstairs to her room.
“Hmm?” Her step-dad looked up from his laptop at her.
“Yes?” Her mom took her attention off of the broccoli she was dicing.
“I have sothing to show you.” Zoey pulled out her phone and searched for the YFTL fights on Beetube.
Zoey went over to the couch with her father and gestured for her mom to sit on the side of her. She showed them both of her matches along with a few others from the YFTL. It wouldn’t make sense to hide sothing like this from her parents or anyone else. This was sothing she enjoyed doing with all her heart. If she had to hide sothing as important as this from the people she loved and cared about, then what could she share with them? Living her life in such an annoying way would drive her crazy. And not the type of crazy that she is already becoming.
“I knew you were taking boxing lessons but I didn’t think you’d be doing sothing like this.” Zoey could hear the surprise in his voice.
“Is this how you got this new phone?” Her mother asked.
“Sure.” Zoey just agreed, knowing that convincing her mother that she was actually hunting demons would be an impossible task without shoving a demon in her face and having it do demon shit.
“Why didn’t you tell us about this Zoey? We could’ve co out to support you.” Bruce asked.
“I wasn’t sure if you would let
keep going to boxing classes when I was doing stuff like this...” This was mostly aid at her mom. Her dad was usually cool with anything she did.
“Well, do you like fighting and stuff?” He asked.
Zoey really loved her dad for how simple and straight to the point he was.
“Yes, I do. I want to keep going to boxing classes and keep fighting.” She answered, her eyes unconsciously drawn to her mother’s face.
She couldn’t tell what her mother thought about it but knew if she disagreed in anyway, it would only hurt their strained relationship more.
“Then that’s fine with . I don’t like how you’re fighting against boys and the fact that you could get hurt but as long as it makes you happy, I'm happy.” Bruce rubbed her back.
“Thanks, Dad...” Zoey felt a tear threatening to drop from her eye.
“Fine! I’m not okay with my little girl fighting at all. I just thought those boxing lessons were sothing for you to learn how to defend yourself from any perverts. But since it ans so much to you, I guess I won’t stop you.” Alicia shrugged.
“Really, mom?!” Zoey's joy caused even more tears to co out.
“Yes baby... But! If I find out that you're failing in school, that will be the end of your fighting career!”
“I’ll go do my howork right now!” Zoey rushed to her room to get started.
“I really don’t want to see my baby getting hurt...” Alicia pressed her hand against her forehead as she laid on Bruce’s lap.
“I know honey. But we both saw that look on her face.” Bruce moved his laptop so that Alicia was more comfortable on his lap.
“It was because of that look I had to agree... Because of that fight we had, I couldn’t have her start hating . I don’t think I could keep myself from crying if Zoey hated . Am I terrible mother, Bruce? I’m trying my hardest but I don’t think anything is working.” Alicia felt that her children were growing more distant from her as ti went on.
“Of course, you’re not a bad mother.” He kissed her forehead. “A bad mother wouldn’t be trying as hard as you are to make sure that your children love you and are safe.”
“What should I do? What if Everett becos interested in boxing too and wants to fight people? How do I keep my babies safe and well?”
“Alicia. I know this might be hard to hear but you can’t protect them forever. Zoey’s well on her way to becoming a young woman. She’s only got another year until she’s 18 and it looks like she already knows what she wants to do as a career. Everett says he wants to beco a professional strear and gar. He still has a couple years to decide if he wants to be sothing else but I think he’s going to stay on that path. The only thing we can do for them is support them and their interests while making sure that they are safe and aren’t doing anything wrong.” He told her.
“I love you Bruce... Thanks for being with
and helping
with the kids for all these years even though you never had too.” Alicia lifted her head up and kissed him on the lips.
“I love you too. And Zoey and Everett are pretty cool kids so, I don’t mind.“ He smiled.
“You know, I never really knew much about the stuff they were interested in... After they reached a certain age, they just stopped telling
things. When I was a kid, I wouldn’t shut up around my mom. I told her everything and anything all the ti.”
“Sounds like you got plenty of things to talk to them about then. Ask them everything you want to know.”
“But what if they don’t tell ? What if they don’t want to tell ?”
“Why wouldn’t they want to tell their mother what their interests are? What they want to do when they grow up? If they don’t tell you, who would they tell?” He reasoned.
“I guess that makes sense. Alright, I'll go have a talk with Everett. I’ll talk with Zoey later.” Alicia saw sothing on Bruce’s laptop once she lifted up. “What were you doing before Zoey ca in?”
“Ah, during our talk, I decided to place so orders for tickets to her matches. Before that, I was just reading so comics.”
“How much do they cost?”
“The cheapest seats cost 70 dollars while the cage side seats cost 500 dollars. But it does say that imdiate family of the fighters can get free seats while extended family gets a 30% discount on tickets.”
“When is her next fight?”
“Tomorrow it looks like. Around 7 pm against two boys called Tyler Warden and Mike Douglas at their gyms.”
“I don’t think I could handle going to her fight alone.” Alicia admitted.
“Why don’t you take Everett with you? I’m sure he would be interested in seeing it.”
“I’ll ask when I go up to his room but still... What am I supposed to do if she loses and gets hurt?”
“Don’t panic. Losing is part of fighting. Just make sure to be there for her and cheer her on. Even if she loses, support and motivate her to train even harder for next ti.” Bruce advised.
“I don’t want her to get hurt again!”
“Alicia, unless you plan to forbid her from fighting. You’ll need to be supportive for her.” He explained.
“You’re right. You’re right... I know. You’re always right... I’ll be strong for my children.” She took a deep breath and then walked into the kitchen, quickly rembering to make sure the food doesn’t burn.
“Don’t worry honey! I’m here with you every step of the way.” Bruce told her before she entered the kitchen.
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