Muscles tries to get me into a headlock, but I dodge him easily, my fist connecting with his lip, splitting it open followed by a second fist to his right eye socket.
Two arms wrap around me from behind just as two security guards grab my opponent and restrain him.
‘Let me go, f*cker needs a lesson’ Chelsea’s boyfriend snarls.
‘Not in this gym he doesn’t’ the man behind me retorts sharply, ‘the police are on their way, so I suggest you calm your ass down.’
We are both walked out of the gym and into offices, the man holding me takes me into what looks like a manager’s office and waves toward a chair. Sitting down, I roll my shoulders as the employee sits across from me behind his desk and sighs loudly.
‘So what happens now?’ I ask, crossing my arms over my chest and eyeing the man across from me.
‘The cops will be here soon, they’ll take a statement, see if either of you want to press charges or if the gym does and we go from there’ the sandy haired man replies.
I roll my eyes, ‘he started it’ I grumble, ‘he was looking for trouble, I just defended myself.’
The man nods, dragging a hand down his face, ‘well be that as it may, your retaliation wasn’t just self defence, it’s on camera.’
I snort, turning my head away, I wasn’t going to give the guy a chance to get a hit in, the rules are simple in a brawl, get them on the floor and make sure that they can’t get up to continue.
A knock on the door five minutes later has my companion jumping out of his seat and heading toward the door, pulling it open for two officers to enter.
Making their way toward me, I take them in, one male with a cocky attitude and the aura of an arrogant asshole, beside him and brown haired woman in her late thirties who has a kind face but you can tell that she doesn’t take any shit from anyone.
‘So you the second party in this punch up?’ the female officer asks, shaking her head slightly as I nod.
‘OK, well I’m Officer Kaylan, this is Officer Banahan, our co-workers are already in with Mr Dantelle taking his statement, we’d like to get your side.’
I nod, swallowing before launching into what happened, trying not to sound too pissed as I describe how I was dragged into a couples domestic when all I wanted to do was work out.
As I’m finishing, Officer Banahan’s radio squarks and he lifts it to his mouth, moving to the corner, away from us and mutters into the receiver. We all wait for him to come back, and I raise an eyebrow as he pulls out his handcuffs.
‘Seriously?’ I growl, ‘you are arresting me? For defending myself?’
The officer shrugs, ‘guy is pretty messed up, he wants to press charges for assault. Says he never laid a hand on you, which from your own story, you seem to corroborate.’
‘He took a swing at me’ I snap back, rising from my chair as the man in front of me immediately places his hand on his service weapon.
‘Sit the f*ck down’ he orders, a hand out toward me.
‘I’m not going to attack you’ I scoff.
‘I told you to sit down sir, now take your seat or we will be forced to restrain you’ Officer Banahan replies, ignoring my words.
I glare at him mutinously before slowly lowering my body back into the chair.
‘Lean forward’ the officer orders, still not approaching me, ‘and place your hands behind your back.
I do as I’m told, and the cold metal clips around my wrists seconds later.
‘I want to press charges against that dick as well then’ I spit out, ‘he attacked me, it’s on camera that he took a swing at me.’
Silence follows me words before Officer Kaylan calls through to the officers in the other room, relaying the information.
Banahan drags me to my feet, throwing open the door and marching me outside, I can hear the asshole in the next room kicking off and I grin vindictively, good, I hope they have to knock his ass to the ground.
Placed into the back of the squad car, it’s minutes before we’re heading toward the police station where I’m fingerprinted, searched and placed in a cell with six other men who look at me curiously.
Two hours I’m left to my thoughts before I’m hauled out to be interviewed. I tell my side again, saying if it’s going to go any further I’ll be wanting my lawyer present. I’m left in the room for a while before they return and inform me that the jack ass has decided to drop his assault plea as long as I do the same. Agreeing, I sign what needs to be signed, before an officer appears and beckons me to follow him. Standing up, I head over to the door, the man looking at me warningly.
‘You gonna give me trouble?’ he demands.
‘No sir’ I reply firmly.
The officer nods, stands back and lets me out, leading me toward a phone that’s attached to the wall.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.