Darkness, The/ Chapter 3

  Riddel lifted himself off the gravel that he had felt upon. The only thing broken was his pride but he till had hope. It was something no one could take from him, no matter how hard they tried.

His fist rose into his eyesight leaving just enough room between his fists to see his enemy. It was how his father had taught him when he was two years younger. To Riddel it seemed like a lost cause but what else was there to do. Let this guy who is a little shorter beat him until there was nothing left as if he was a rock turning into sand.

A hand smashed into his left temple blurring his vision slightly making everything as if everything was floating on a cloud. RIddel could feel the pain blistering in his head as he protected his jaw. He knew nothing else was more important because it was his survival on the line.

"Left, RIght, Duck," Riddel repeated to himself as he threw his fist making sure everyone of them made contact. The fight was stacked in RIddel's opinion not only because he was bigger but for the main reason he had more experience. Ever since he was seven he had fought for any reason possible. It was a passion that made him swell up inside like Dan Whitney does when he makes people laugh. It was the feeling of the adrenaline running through your veins, which make Riddel shake with what he knew was pure power at his fists.

That is when it happened, all the power had gone to his head making him make that one mistake his father had made, cockiness. Riddel knew he shouldn't have but he did it anyways just like his father did before he died in the Octagon.

"Crack," RIddel felt his face split open when his opponent had hopped on him swinging as if he had baseball bats for arms. It was as if he had been doing everything right until that moment but at that exact time he still felt like he had done the right thing to do. RIddel felt as if he was slowly turning into the pieces of gravel he had been laying on a second before. For what he had done he knew he had done something right but not knowing what it was.

Not even a moment later he had blacked out feeling nothing except as if he was falling from the sky. However, RIddel stood on his own two feet looking around as if nothing made any sense, "Where am I" he asked himself.

The room was dark with shadows lurking around saying nothing at all as if they were better than you. Maybe it wasn't dark at all, just maybe it was just so bright for RIddel's mind it just thought it was engulfed in darkness.

It was all just a dream Cheyenne had the night before when she woke up to a dashing prince who has always made her feel wanted, "Is everything okay Emilia?" RIddel asked.

"No not really but it don't matter baby it was just a dream."

Cheyenne turned and smiled as she looked into the mirror realizing she truly look spectacular, from how her long dark hair laid on her shoulders which covered the straps on the dress to the way she smiled when she would see RIddel. It was almost perfect but only one thing was missing in her opinion.

Riddel crept up and wrapped his arms around her, "May I kiss you?" Riddel said while creasing her in her arms making the picture perfect. As she turned her head she had realized it wasn't just a kiss. It was something they had always shared. It was how they met each other half way, one not going leaning in farther than the other. It was how any kiss should be.

"Emilia I started out in this world no bigger than a shoe box. This is not anything special but it was something my mother use to tell me when I was younger. The things that truly matter in this world are not what you wear or how big of a house you live in, but what type of person you truly are," RIddel said while letting go of Cheyenne.

Before RIddel could finish, Cheyenne had interrupted with something words could not explain.  It was the simplest look, which any girl knew how to use. It was the look that made a woman a woman.

"When I'm with you it is only you and me because nothing else matters. There is something about you that has always made me feel good about myself. It is from the way you look at me and the feeling I get when I am being held by you, It is unforgettable. It is better than anything in the world. I know you are a good guy Riddel, it is something I cant explain but you just got to trust me."

"Thank..." before he could finish his sentence the sound of powered thunder echoed from inside the house.

         "Lets leave and never come back. Lets go to a place that he wont find us and we will be safe," Cheyenne said as she grabbed RIddel holding on for dear life. 

Author's Note

sorry I am skipping a chapters, I have the other one revised but my girlfriend mother has it because she is working under a publisher she said she wants to show her boss because her boss is always looking for new young adult books from teenage writers. I just dont know if i will let her boss publish me because I dont want it to be different between me and my girlfriend if you know what I mean. I dont know if I want to be happy or sad.
I will have it on my profile by monday