Paige

A hitman's ideal woman

Paige

My uncle once owned a recreation center back where I grew up at. It wasn’t nothing big but it had what I needed to stay in shape. I used to work for him as a contract killer and one day he called me while I was at home. He asked me to meet him there and I obliged thinking it just another job, nothing big. I got there and the place was empty, looking at my watch I noticed he had closed it down an hour early.  I walked into his office and I saw him talking to a girl sitting across his desk from him. They both stopped their conversation and looked at me.

 

“Do you need a minute?” I ask him.

“No you’re good, have a seat.”

 

When I sat down she looked over at me.

 

“Chance, this is Paige.” He introduced.

 

I shook her hand and said hello. She was a cutie but I could tell she was young; looked like she was in her early twenties. She had a bandage on her face and a bruise by her right eye so I automatically assumed what I was there for. Another vengeful woman that got her a*s beat by her guy and now wanted him dead, I’d seen it all to many times before.

 

“I need you to do me a favor.” He said.

 

I use to hate when he started a conversation like that, it always entailed some bullshit behind it.

 

“What?” I asked in a low tone.

“I want you to take her in the ring and spar with her.” He responded.

“Get the f**k out of here Jake; I’m not doing that s**t.”

“Are you one of those I don’t hit girls guy?” She asked.

“Yeah as a matter of fact I am.”

“She can hold her own; I’ve seen her do it before.” He said to me.

“I don’t care what you’ve seen her do; I’m not fighting this chick.” I contested.

“I think he’s scared Jake.” She said looking at me with a smile.

“Yeah that’s exactly what it is,” I sarcastically replied.

“Why don’t you get one of those other guys that are always in the ring to do it?”

“I did and she whooped all three of them.” He answered.

“I think I could kick his a*s.” She said eyeing me.

 

I just looked at her like she had no idea what I could do to her.

 

“Okay how about this; I will give the winner five thousand.” He said reaching into his drawer and tossed the rubber band money in front of us.

 

She looked at it and kept a simple look on her face.

 

“Let’s do it, I could sure use the money.” She said.

“Put the money away; I’m not fighting.”

 

Paige stood up and moved her chair away a little.

“If we don’t do it in the ring we’re going to do it right here in this office.” She said cracking her knuckles.

“Settle down girl, you don’t know anything about me.”

“I’m serious; if you are not out of that chair in ten seconds I’m going to hit you.”

“Is she for real?” I asked my uncle that was now getting chuckle out the whole ordeal.

“You’re about to find out how real I am.” She said and begun to count aloud.

 

I looked at Jake just to see how far this was going to go and he took it all the way until she got to three before he intervened.

 

“Paige nobody f***s up my office.”

“Thank you, now sit the hell down.” I said.

“I’m going to the ring to warm up and if you are not out there in two minutes I’m coming back in here; and sorry Jake I will rearrange this place.”

 

She looked over at me and smiled before walking out. I looked at my uncle and he looked highly entertained.

 

“You are twisted.” I said still not believing what was going on.

 

He stood up and headed for his door and I reluctantly followed.

 

“So what am I supposed to do wrestle around with her a little?”

“Uh…yeah you try that.” He answered.

 

I took off my upper shirt and slowly made my way to the where she was climbing in. Jake pulled up a chair and lit a cigar. I walked a little closer and looked at her punching around and mixing it up with some kicks.

“Wait a minute where is your gloves?” I asked as I noticed she only had tape rapped around her hands.

“I don’t need them. Oh I know it’ll make you feel better about hitting a chick.” She responded and threw the rolled tape to me.

“This is some bullshit.” I said turning to Jake.

 

I wrapped my hands and began to stretch a little still not believing this situation I was in.

 

“Ready when you are.” She said walking closer to me.

“Are you trying to learn some self-defense because there is a little karate dojo down the street?”

“I know they kicked me out.”

 

With that said she made the first move with a quick jab. I blocked it and took a step back trying to get some distance between us. She came in fast and began to punch at me some more but I dodged and blocked them giving her a shove when I got to the side of her. I could’ve hit her but I still didn’t feel right.

 

“Really, you’re going to play like that?” She asked kind of pissed.

 

I only shrugged my shoulders and waited on her next move. She rushed in quickly again throwing a combination of punches and I couldn’t believe how fast she was. I forgot my intentions for a second and in a reflex move I punched her in the face, I stopped and things paused. She looked at me and I can recall the first thing that came to my mind when I saw the smile on her face; s**t.

 

“Now that’s what I’m talking about.” She said before charging at me.

 

She leapt in the air and kicked at me but I moved quickly to my right, she balled up her fist and quickly back hand punched me in the jaw. She had some strength in her but I returned the favor by hitting her in her side. She kicked at me quickly and caught me off guard as I received it to my stomach but I held on to it and tripped her grounded foot making her fall to the mat. She kicked the back of my leg and it went weak, as it buckled a little she took her other foot and kicked me in the face. I backed away from her to gather my composure. I could hear my uncle laughing from behind.

 

“She’s a firecracker ain’t she boy?”

 

I checked my nose to see if it was bleeding while she stood up. She was amped and so was I as she slowly made her way to me now with her guards up. She swung and I dodged hitting her with a right hook in her jaw, she swung again and I dodged it hitting with a left hook to the other side of her face.  I backed up smiling smugly hoping she would get the picture of what she up against but I saw the frustration in her face before she came back for some more. She swung and she kicked but I just countered it all and had to remember it was a spar with a female because I was hitting her like she was man. She stopped for a minute with a little blood coming from her nose and bit a drip on the corner of her lip.

 

“Okay we’re done. I’ve gotta stop doing this s**t,” I said looking back at Jake.

“You’re good kid, fast and all but I think we need to end this.” I said ready to call it quits.

“We are not done yet.” She said seriously.

“Look, if it’s about the money you can…” She interrupted.

“F**k the money.”

 

She was persistent I give her that with her long jet black hair that draped over her left eye with the other hazel brown one staring at me. And I smiled just to let her know how I felt. I moved in this time first and I saw a little bit of respect and calculation thoughts as she knew what she was dealing with now.

 

“I’m not new to this.” I told her.

“I’m not either baby.”

 

She kicked and I blocked, she punched and I dodged but she switched on me so fast before I knew it she had kneed me in the stomach and before I even had the chance to grab at it she dropped both hands combined in the back of my neck and I hit the mat slamming downward very fast. I tried to get up but she was on my back fast striking my head, my neck, and when I turned over she got four or five shots in my face.  This girl knew what she was doing and the sick part of me wanted more.  I flipped her off by rolling and hurried to my feet seeing she had beaten me to hers first.

 

“What are you, about eighty five pounds or so?” I asked her.

“No a*****e, I’m a hundred and five.”

 

She approached cautionary and when she got close she swung at my ribs, she swung at my face, and she even tried to knee in the place that would have been an instant shut down. She backed away a lot of the times but they only lasted a couple of seconds before she charged in and began to attack me giving me no choice but to be defensive as quickly as she moved. We exchanged hits and blocks for what felt like a long time but it was only a couple of minutes. I could see she was getting tired and I have to admit I was too a little but it didn’t stop her ambition. I swung and she dodged, I swung again and she blocked, but one more swing connected to her face but it didn’t faze her as she came back with a hit of her own then kneed me in the stomach. I bent over a little and she took advantage of it grabbing and putting me in a head lock. She began to squeeze harder so I lifted her up but it didn’t help as she quickly wrapped her legs around me tightly. She now had a better angle to keep me in her clutches as she began to tighten up just a little bit more on my neck so I slammed us both to the mat with me on top making her loosen up. She began to punch me in my ribs until I rolled away but she positioned herself correctly and kicked me in the face. I stood up but she beat me already standing in a fighting stance. I punched and she blocked then kicked me in the leg making it go weak and it gave out as I kneeled down and made the mistake of grabbing her leg for some stability. She capitalized on it taking my hand and twisting it, kneeing me in the chest then kicking me in me in the head making me roll away but I got back onto feet.

Jake was right this girl was a hot one but I had to extinguish her flame before I really hurt her watching her with her fists up and stepping around waiting on my next move. I pretended to be at a lost in my movements and fatigued so she kicked at me, I quickly dodged it and with a quick step I got behind and grabbed her. She wiggled a little but it was short lived as I lifted her off her feet and slammed her to the mat hard. She laid there for a second and I backed away getting my head back together. I cautiously walked over to her still ready for anything but I could see I knocked the wind out of her. I reached out my hand to her but she smacked it away.

 

“Good job kitten, but live for this s**t.” I said then walked to the ropes to exit.

 

Before I got completely out I looked back at her slowly getting up and I had a new found respect for women in general. I walked over to Jake and grabbed a water bottle next to him.

 

“Give that girl the money; she earned it.”

“I’m glad you approve because she’s your new contact.” He responded.

 

I saw her the next day and she greeted me with smile.

 

“You know I’m going to want a rematch right?” She said.    

   

From that day we became close and she ended up being one of my best friends. We sparred a couple times more but it was never like our first one. She isn’t here anymore but that’s a story for another day. I find myself thinking about her quite often and I’ll always miss her, she’ll always have a place in this cold heart.

                                           The End.

Author's Note

Just a lil story for some entertainment.

Reviews

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