The Street Fighter Meets The Gang Leader

-Dominic's POV-

"You should go back inside it's starting to rain," I say while going through my contacts. I don't know why exactly I was so open to Nickolas, I hadn't told anyone about what happened to my adoptive family aside from teachers. Xavier already knew, and Blake only knew bits and pieces but something about Nickolas made me spill it all which was stupid of me. He's probably going to use it against me now. Fuck me.

"And what? You're going to stay and try to take care of a bike that doesn't have a chance of being repaired?" I curl my hands into fists but stay calm.

"I have somewhere I have to be," I reply, and I could tell he rolled his eyes behind my back.

"Don't be stubborn, Dominic. Come and finish the school day for once, won't you?" He demanded, "Either that or I'm dropping you off wherever you're going." He finished which made me look at him with a raised eyebrow. "Since when did you want to drop me anywhere other than the floor?" I ask, and he smirks at me as the rain starts to pour.

"Get in the car 'Demonic" He mocks which makes me roll my eyes as I hide a small smile.

"I'm not leaving this here," I say, and he sighs whilst trying to shelter himself from the rain with his arms.

"Then get someone to pick it up while we're gone. Hurry up I'm getting all wet," He complained and chuckled but I nodded mumbling a 'fine' while taking off the oversized hoodie I had on top of my shirt and tossed it to him.

I really liked pouring rain. The way it felt as it hit my skin, the way it slid down my face, acting like the tears I have yet to shed. But I shook my head. I couldn't enjoy it this time.

Whilst Nickolas stood cluelessly with my hoodie in his hands, I dialled the number I was looking for and walked towards his car. When I made it to Nickolas' door, I looked to see him still confused, which almost made me laugh. "Well? Are you going to put it on and open the door or not?" I ask amused when he caught on and cautiously put on the hoodie and opening the car for me.

I slid inside and quickly scanned around the car's interior. This car was beautiful that's for sure. I almost forgave it for crashing my bike but snapped myself out of it when my call was finally answered.

"Hey man," I greet.

"Hey! MD! It's been a while since I've heard from you!"

I smile and get straight to the point, "look, I don't have a lot of time, my bike's broken and I'm not leaving it until it's in good hands,"

"You can trust us darlin', I'll let Will take care of you again. It's a shame to hear though, your bikes are pieces of art, which one was it? The red or the signature black?"

I sigh, "The red."

"Ah, that's not so bad then."

He then sighs which perks my interest. "Look darlin' I know I don't usually charge you, you're my best bet at the fights, but I think it's time you pay up." I clench my jaw at this and could see Nickolas glancing at me as he drove out of the school gates.

"How much?"

"Twenty thousand dollars-"

"Twenty fucking thousand?! That's more than the fucking bike!" I shout in anger but then remember my surroundings and calm down. "Fine, I'll pay you when I see my bike at its best," I state and hang up.

"Where to?" Nickolas asks softly, probably surprised by my outburst.

"The nearest gym," I reply, and he nods. We sat in silence for a bit before he asks what I'm sure was bugging him.

"How are you planning on paying him?"

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I reply with a monotone voice. "I'll work for it,"

"What do you work as?"

I glanced at him, unsure if it was safe to give him so much information in one go but I do so anyway. "I'm a trainer at the gym we're going to."

He looks impressed which satisfies me. He keeps quiet for a little bit longer before asking another question which surprises me a bit. "Who's Xavier?" I smirked when an idea formed in my head.

We had just reached the gym parking lot, so I answered with, "Why don't you come in and meet him?"

I walk into the gym with Nickolas tailing behind me. I greeted a few of the other trainers and also bumped into some of my own trainees who seemed happy to see me. Then we walked down to the basement where I was supposed to meet up with Xavier. I walked into the room to see his back turned to us.

"You know I hate it when you're late," he growled slightly but I'm not affected as I walk towards him.

"I said I was sorry," I say and looked back at Nickolas who was staring intently at Xavier's back. "Besides, I've brought someone who'd like to see you," I carry on and Xavier looks at me with a confused look, but I smirk back, so he catches on and turns around to understand what I was talking about and grins himself.

Nickolas tenses up when he sees Xavier which I don't blame him for doing. Xavier turns back to me and holds onto my collar threateningly although I had to try so hard to keep myself laughing as we stared at each other's eyes and I could tell he was on the brink of laughter as well, "I'd punish you for being late but because we have a guest, I'll let you off." He says and so I reply with,

"you might as well do whatever mate. Nickolas is a huge fan himself."

"Oh? Nickolas hmm?" He says, acting as if he's never met him. I nod, and he drops my shirt before walking towards Nickolas.

"I thought you looked familiar," Xavier says first to Nickolas who was trying to stand strong and fearless in front of him.

"I was going to say the same thing," Nickolas replies.

Xavier continues to stare down at Nickolas before instructing, "punch her." I'm a little taken back but go with it anyway. Nickolas glances at me and I looked back at him with innocence. "Now!" Xavier shouts which makes Nickolas visibly jump. Xavier loved looking scary, it was quite amusing.

"Fine." I heard Nickolas mumble as he walks towards me.

Nickolas looked into my eyes for a moment and I could tell he felt guilty. I thought nothing of it though. He lifted his hand and directed the punch at my face. He swung, and it hit. It hardly hurt. He had pitied me that much? I knew he was stronger and weapon-based but even so.

Xavier seemed to catch on as well because he called out, "weak." as if stating it as a fact.

Xavier then started walking up to us while saying, "watch and learn Nickolas Secter." When he made it in front of me I tensed and waited, knowing I won't be allowed to block, "heads up," he warns but before I could actually lift my head, Xavier had stepped back and punched the dead centre of my cheek with his max strength. It was strong enough to make me fall onto the floor due to the impact. Fuck him, he knew I had to act weak and took advantage. I can tell he mocked me by saying 'that's 79 to 73' in his head but all I could do was spit out the blood that had pooled in my mouth, trying to keep back a glare.

"If you're going to bully her, you better do it like that," Xavier says to Nickolas and I sat agape at his words. Whose side was he on? Xavier saw my reaction and laughed before lending me a hand and helping me up, which I accepted with a scowl. I was so going to get him back for this.

"You know who this is?" Xavier asked me while pointing at Nickolas.

"Nickolas Secter. The popular guy at my school, my bully, and also the world's strongest new generation gang leader of the Skulls and Bones." I state which makes Nickolas' eyes widen, he probably wasn't expecting me to know that much about him.

"How did you know?" He asks, and I smirk.

"Standing here is Xavier, the strongest street fighter titled The Champ. I have my fair share of connections to the underground, so I know a lot about the people I'm around." I answer looking smug.

"I'm assuming you broke her motorbike?" Xavier asks and Nickolas nods slowly. "Hmm." Xavier hums, glancing at my confused face. "You're lucky. I won't make you pay for her motorbike in cash, but I will make you pay for it in another way." Nickolas' face looked concerned and I stood silently, also confused. "You're going to join her gym classes," Xavier announced while putting an arm around my shoulder.

I processed what he said and when it clicked, both Nickolas and I shouted, "What?!"