Montreal , Quebec

When I'm not anywhere to be seen , not in MMA Gym ,the dojo,  at my house , or at the park skateboarding, then surely you'll find me at Nate's house.

' Gahhhhh , come on!'

Nate - Natalie my best bud shouts as she adjusts her tits around her beige strapless bustier. She looks very annoyed when nothing pleases her but I'd say her twin look good as she checks herself on the mirror. Her cleavage would make any guy stop to look twice , that if she hasn't gouged their eyes afterward. She really has C cup boobs which look plum and soft press up against each other in the bustier. Well I should stop with the graphics, no wonder why people always think I'm gay. I'm not. Nate is. She's  a bisexual,  well not in this quite term. She's more a gender fluid,  which means she's a total straight but bipolar , sometimes she's attracted to men and in the very next day you can see her drooling over a woman and loathing men . Her sexual  affection always in change.

' Nope. Uh uh. This is too revealing'

she mouths out , pouting her lips on her reflection as she puts on her lace black bra which matches her panties then grabs her Nike's logo t-shirt and pulls it over her head. She throws on her favorite ripped skinny jeans , shoving her feet into a size six converse, then finally combs out her long dark blonde hair and pulls it up into a pony tail.

Nate is one of few people I call friend , she is the closest one to me after Debby. And one of few people I could blindly trust in . It is weird how we started such strong friendship before over seven years . Nate is a really nice person when people don't fuck with her. She has a bit of a short fuse at times, but that only adds to her charms. Recalling the first day I had known her , I'd say I was not that friendly, neither she was. Nate was always praised for her discipline in  fighting , I was the opposite of her, my fiery temper and a capacity for brutality made me recognised as one hell of a fighter.

Back to our first meeting, we both have been competed in a fight in an underground parking garage. We had put back then on a nice cat fight . I was only 17 at the time while Nate was older than me with two of years , she was really the toughest opponent I had back then. I was still recovering from an injury I have got two weeks before . She clocked me a few too many times, ringing my bell early, but I wore her down and made her tap to a Kimura in the middle of the third round. We ended after that be friends . What it called, we were two faces of one coin.

That was and still a part of my life before becoming an instructor in martial arts school. I am an underground street fighter by night. At that time seven years ago ,  I was undefeated and in great demand although my young age, that was before I had to figure out some way to go professional without my parents knowing. I was 17 and they were still against me competing seriously, you know , only because  they didn't want their baby getting all beat up.

Looking back now and remember how it all started it seems still unreal .

You see, I grew up in a loving family with my dad and mom and my sister , we loved each other so much , even though Anastazia and I are not their real daughters , there is always a great feeling of harmony in our home. My dad, Ian, is a hardworking teacher and a great guy , I could always talk to him about anything, all what I am now is absolutely because of him. He always makes time for us, making his family in the top of his priorities , and my mom is the same way.

As children , my sister and I could see that out; mom and dad were still as much in love with each other as the day they met for first time. So let me give you a description of my dad , he is 5'9 broad shoulders and at that time 47 years old, still has all his bright black hair and bright blue eyes and he always has that smile on his face.

My mom is a perfect example of a Canadian-Australian woman . She is 5'1 jet black hair with piercing blue eyes and at that time with 51 years old , she still has a build like a super model. Maybe not giving birth helped her to keep this fit body.

Debby is more than just a mother to me, she is my sister and my best friend , she is one of those people that the first time you meet her you could not but fall in love with her, always smiling and good natured , she would make everyone around her feel loved and important. You see, she just has that gift to make people happy just to be around her , she really is the light in our little happy family and we love her so much.

Anastazia my sister,  is another adopted daughter, I'd say she is my tweenie. We both are same age and both get blessed to be important parts to complete this family that has raised us up.  Ian and Debby always reminiscing how we have met , Ian confessed that Debby has decided to take both of us from the same orphanage, they -though- never mentioned who was the first child they have taken before the second attracted their attention with her crying. My guess is always Ana , she is your typical  drama queen in our family who thinks any slightly unpleasant situation is a major disaster , sometimes she successfully gets under my skin , we yell at each other , we fight over silly stuff , after all, we do all what the real siblings do. Our fight somewhat can't last long, before the end of the day we bear down our fences . But if there is something I would say about her , that I love her and appreciate her presence in my life although we have our deversity of thoughts and prospects .

I know almost nothing about my biological parents , the only thing I know , well two things I know , that I was thrown to an orphanage after two month of my birth , no idea if there was a solid excuse for giving up on me , but I could say that whatever the reason was , I'm just glad to be one of the Selfridge's. They said you can't choose your family because they're a gift to you from heaven , but I guess heaven rewarded me with better set of parents , surely they're better than my real folks.

The second thing I know about the folk who given up on me is a little necklace I was carried when I was a little baby, with a half heart as a golden medallion , I'm still carrying this necklace with me as a bracelet , especially when I have an important game in the ring , it is somehow a mascot to me. Debby - Deborah my mother , told me once when I came to this world, I came as a fighter , with a fist looked like a tiger claw , since then I decided to go by name Tiger Claw as an alias to me.

Nah kidding, it is just because of one famous technique in Gung Fu.

'🎶Pussy is so good , I'll save that shit for later 🎶 '

I burst out singing along with Abel as the song came. Nate turns her head toward the upside down laid body of mine

' let's if it's really good, riding you with this position '

giggling, she straddles me,almost sitting on my face, I couldn't resist but biting on her bum in order to role her out of me.

I stand up and walk to see at my reflection in the mirror , still my laughter etching on my paled face after I manage to avoid the pillow Nate just has thrown on me. I am not wearing that much cloths either, I am in my tight grey V-neck shirt that doesn't leave much to the imagination that shows off my flat abs, what I can say , I love them. The ripped jeans I wear shows off different spots of my paled legs with slightly room to see the tattoos going down from my left hip till my ankle.



' I need a new hair cut'

Murmuring, I  look at my mohawk chestnut hair . Nate just rolls her eyes , she knows I have gotten this haircut in just two weeks, but I am not satisfied with it. I'm very hard to be pleased

'I guess something else needs a haircut'

she smirks , arching her brow , pointing at the regional south of my body , I get what her pervert mind means

' No worries , that place needs no trim at the moment'

' yeah till some desperate archaeologist will dig his tools there'

she teases, tapping something on her phone

' I'm not that old!'

' well old and still untouched, that would be a great award for the archaeologist '

' Zip your face!'

I yell covering my ears , I hate when she and mom start talking about my virginity as kind of shame

' your smart mouth needs a new and an urgent filter '

she laughs

'But for real , you need someone to make you feel  less anger and more love'

She says

' I'm not angry and absolutely I don't need any men in my life, I'm happy this way, no commitment,  no heart breaks no bullshit'

'Say it! You're afraid , finally there is something you fear of'

' I don't fear anything. I just don't trust easily, sometimes emptiness is safe. When  you have cold heart nobody could hurt your heart,that's it '

' I really hope you find someone who will warm that cold heart of yours, and makes you learn that life without love isn't worth living'

'But I love! Tho' it doesn't mean  I need some prick to show me how to use my feelings'

'Love is not only about martial arts, you know that?' 

Nate says 

' Human  beings  must put themselves on top of their priority list , loving oneself isn't harmful , it makes you undefeated , and somehow  intimidating '

'It makes you arrogant bitch  hiding your insecurities behind your arrogant surface'

' I can't believe you said that!'

'Yes because I might be the only person who can see through you , eyes are mirror of the inner you '

I snore, rolling my eyes

'So tell me what are you seeing in my eyes?'

' I see a huge pain. I see that you still  not forgiven the ones who gave  up on you , and I can see clearly  you're afraid if you love someone , you think he will throw you after, like your real parents did , but you just forget one important thing , they gave up on you but there is who appreciate you and you are matterd to them . You should learn how to make up with your past and let it go , you should move on Maria, one mistake shouldn't let you punish everyone who want to  reach you, this wiry Berlin wall should be down'

' done with your whatever you were babbling about?  'coz I'm hungry and I won't be responding to what you shitted'

' because you know it's true and real'

With Nate I'm completely exposed, that's it. And I  hate when she's always right. I look at her for a pretty while. When I hear the words walk out of my mouth out of  sudden

'You'll be sad for a while , angry and kind of devastated , feel pure hatred wash over you and then ; you will just stop giving a fuck. When you turn off your emotions... it's the best feeling , mate . No one would be able to hurt you'

She gazes at me , like she's saying to stop lying on myself. I'm not lying . I'm  just protecting myself. I don't break eye contact with her, but somehow  finally her face relaxes, showing me her toothy  smile

' hey what about some quality time at Stewy's karaoke '

Nate exclaims,trying to change the topic

' Stewy's?  like now?'

I ask and she nods. It is six at evening

' Then ... let's go booze it till we lose it! '

we exclaim in unison

'But first let's have something nice and delicious to eat'

XxXx

Stewy's is a  karaoke club, we both like to spend some fun time there, when we have nothing in particular to do . For Nate it's absolutely  fun time , for me is other thing, I like to fight people when I get drunk , it's fun time for me if I could tell. But surely I love to sing as well, although I'm only slightly above average, yet my voice is much pleasant to listen to, comparing with the nowadays trash.

But not tonight, I sense Nate has bigger reason ,not only to spend few ' quality ' time.

We are already on our fourth round, our drinks on the table, with 5 tequila cups for my side,and two for Nate. Natalie is not tolerate with drinking unlike me. With five shots  I am not wasted yet, but I am close to my limits.

' Oh fuck, I'm going to miss hanging out with you like this and being two careless schmucks '

Nate says  hugging me, when I am looking for 2pac's California love, we are alone in our usual booth

' Why, where are you going ? '

I ask

' Actually that what I'm trying to tell you '

'Wait.. you're not breaking up with me, are you? '

I ask, pulling out her hug to face her

' Just tell me this is not another ridiculous scene you're planning to act '

Nate makes a face

' Just to fresh up the air, you look tensed and I'm a bit drunk ,tho' you're not planning to make move on me, are you? '


' I don't take advantage on unconscious bitch '

Nate's face back to it nature, then giggles

' Seriously what's there, I don't know why I feel there is something, and a big one , too '

She sigh, sounds like she is running out of any word to start talking

' Well, I guess I'm done with cage fighting '

she speaks, I look at her, questioning her without speaking, she must understand and instantly answers  my unspoken words

' I've got an offer, you know I wanted to try something else, switching to WWF .'

' You're not serious! '

' I'm afraid I am '

she bites on the corner of her lips

' An offer! Wow! And when did you plan to tell me? In your leaving day? '

' Don't be ridiculous , I'm telling you now! '

I go silent, I am  confused, wither because of the alcohol or because  I am in my pms, all what I feel is kind of betrayed, well not exactly this word, I just feel hurt, maybe feel I am going to lose a part of me when she's gonna leave. As I said , I am getting emotional for no obvious reason,  and mostly for silly reasons.

' What? Say something MiMi! '

I just shrug,  gesture to her that I have nothing  to say, I am  lost; flipping through the songs on the screen, not like I want to sing, I have been left no appetite to sing anyway,  my mood changes already

' We supposed to have fun as friends  here, so why your mood changed straight 180° to a drama queen in matter of seconds ?'

' You said it ! We supposed to be more than friends, we're hanging almost all the time together, and so sudden you decided to tell me about a plan that was perhaps discussed and sealed already. Last week when I've got an offer from 'Harpic' you were the first ever knew about it, even before my parents. And you, you hid the whole thing and then decided to tell me. So please don't act like you're waiting for my approval because we both know you don't need it. I thought we're friends. I know it's your thing, I'm a little hurt for not enlightening me before but I'm absolutely happy for you, I just thought I'm worthy to know about that earlier, but see! I'm the last person who had the privilege to finally know about it. What a great friendship!  '

' You're drunk, I don't want to fight with you '

Nate  blinks,  caught unaware by my unexpected reply

' I'm not fighting I'm just speaking of facts, I'm happy for you really happy , but I feel I'm not that important in your life.'

' I guess this should be delayed, cos' girl you're too way drunk to think properly ,if it was not the alcohol I'd assumed you're speaking of jealousy '

'Jealousy?  Me jealous?  Why ? For what reason ? I as well still get offers, I am not jealous nor envious Natalie, I'm just ...hurt, we supposed to be friends, but now with you leaving I'll be alone, I'm just... you know ... I don't have friends '

I sigh, I need something strong to gulp, otherwise I would start talking nonses bullshit, and last thing I want, is losing my friend over stupid mental state I am going through. I always hate being such an emotional cunt. Damned it, I hate my emotions,  it makes me feel weak

' Uh.. if I hug you now, you won't stuck your tongue inside my mouth, will you? '

She playfully teases me, I look at her and we both burst out laughing, she afterward  pulls me into a tight mama bear hug

' I will miss you bitch'

She plants a kiss on the top of my head, I smile back at her in try to stop my eyes from tearing

'When you will be leaving?'

I ask

'By Sunday'

She replies

'Then Let's sing one last song!'

I suggest. From this night I would be busy  in the tournament  that will last for twenty days in Vancouver, by the time Nate would be in Los Angeles for her new career. So technically that night is our last time together .