Match Made In Hell

s a woman's face as she thoughtfully sketched the skyline along a river bank. The afternoon was the perfect time for her to sketch

om her. It was the perfect afternoon to be out. People were out having picnics and the squeals of delight could be heard from afar. It was a sight to see a woman in her mid twenties sitting on the

ust like they did across the river. She even managed to sketch a small duck. But something was missing, somethi

ust her artistic self

sed squeal but when she turned there was only a friendly a face

at looked more like a mop than actual hair. Angled lines made up his entire face. His j

Sean?" she ask

nt back to looking at her drawing. She could feel his eyes on her. " You

rt there. Having an attractive woman on the side-lines cheering for you always helped. Although he was not a professional boxer he made a decent amount of cash doing it as a side gig.

is time please," she said gently po

e's a big client coming tonight. Someone who is willing to make a big wager on

It could be the big boost he needed to make it to the pros. Dusting herself off she packed up her supplies in her little satchel and they beg

for her. Although it upset her sometimes she was used to how things were between them. She was comf

She hates seeing Sean get hurt in them but there was nothing she could do. This was his life's drea

s life. She looked out the window and saw the tall city buildings, the river stretched the length of the city but there were many bridges bu

across to kiss her. She kissed him gently

re he was whisked away to g

y cute, short brown hair, short matching stubble adorned his chin and upper lip. His hair was messy and his face had small beads of sweat across it. He was dressed in a smart combination of dark grey pants and a dark blue coat. He had a black tie that was lo

ow you?"

nilla. Just as she was calming down she noticed the wad of cash in his hands. He beckoned over the betting agent and handed over the cash. It was a lot of c

gave him a ticket number. I had never paid much attention to the betting habits of the p

ame out into the ring and there was a loud cheer.

after this fight." Puzzled Alessia was about to ask what he meant befo

eath. The guy smiled and looked at her in a way she had

r and Alessia felt goose bumps appear on her sk

a fighter he wont give up his hard work without the fight of his life

ed amused. "

lessia muttered u

crowd. He was smaller than Sean, but he looked strong. Alessia didn't doubt that this guy would give it his all. She didn't know much about boxing but what she did know was that there was a lot of pu

hook, left jab. Jab, jab, hook swing. And within a matter of minutes Sean

She looked at the screen and saw who was calling her. Her best friend La

urgently." Lacey said across t

Alessia asked impatiently. "Sean wi

ish she was that she didn't enjoy coming to these things. And besides she seemed like a good girl, the type of

can't

r 3 and were closer than most siblings. Since neither of them had siblings they couldn't confirm t

ehind her as she left the building to see if Sean noticed, he didn't. He was always so focused on the fights, even at home all he did was talk about fights. It was a

ty, where smog covered the skies most of the time. That's why Alessia liked going down to the river bank, it was a bit clearer out that way. She had always envied those rich people who got to live in the amazi

attract some oddballs and weirdos. But no one particularly harmful. There was silence on the other end of the call for what seemed l

aid eventually. "I am p