Chapter 88: I want to rip her hair out

River POV

I'm standing here with my favorite people.

Finn is holding my hand and Pickle was holding the other but he had to go get ready.

I feel incomplete without Pickle here with us.

"You okay my love?" Finn whispers to me.

"Yeah I'm fine" I say with a smile.

He leans down and takes my face in his hands as Lincoln and Chailor head off to the bar.

He looks me over for a minute and gently kisses my lips.

"Your still nervous huh? Are you worried you won't be able to handle the sights and sounds of the fights or are you worried about Pickle getting hurt still?"

I just look at him for a minute not sure how to answer that question.

I look down at my feet.

He gently moves my face back to his.

He just patiently waits for me to gather my thoughts, he's really good at knowing if I just need a minute to sort my thoughts or feelings.

"Both I guess. I'm scared the violence will cause flashbacks and of course I'm worried about Pickle and Flame getting hurt. Why would you want to get in the ring and just get beat up or beat people up. I guess I just don't understand the point of it" I laugh with frustration.

He leans down and kisses me.

"Do you want to watch from Flame's office instead? No noise and not alot people around just in case you need a minute" he smiles at me and kisses my head.

"Can we go tell them that's where we'll be just in case they look out in the crowd for us"

He looks at me smiles again.

"We can definitely go tell Pickle where we're going to be" he smiles that stupid dimple smile that makes my knees weak and grabs my hand and kisses the inside of my wrist.

When he does that it always sends heat straight to my crotch.

We head over to where he is.

I see him as soon as they let us in the prep room.

He's talking to some woman in a low cut top and short shorts.

She laughing and rubs her hand down his arm as he's talking to her.

I want to rip her hair out!

Who does she think she is touching him like that!

Does he like her touching him like that?

Finn's jaw twitchs and tightens when he looks where I'm looking.

He looks as mad as I do.

He squeezes my hand tight as we start walking over to them.

I see him look at her and smile and I really want to just jump on her and rip her stupid perfect brown hair out of her head.

Ugh why do I feel this way.

He's not mine, I have no right to be jealous.

He's free to talk and do anything he wants with her.

I just don't want him to!

I want him to do them with me.

I'm all confused and mad now.

I don't even want to go over there now.

She looks at us walking over and she leans up and kisses his cheek as she hands him a piece of paper.

Before she walks off she whispers something in his ear and I watch as a smile forms on his face and he winks at her before she turns and walks away.

"Wow really!"

I flush with anger.

Finn looks at me quickly and I suddenly realize I said that outloud.

"I'm sorry" I say to him, shaking my head.

He squeezes my hand.

Pickle turns towards us at the same time.

He looks at me and his face lights up.

He starts waking over to us.

"Can you let him know where we'll be, I just need some air really quick" I kiss his cheek and turn and walk out.

I pass Lucky as I'm coming out.

I hurry and push passed him.

I don't want to hear whatever stupid comment he has to make.

"River. Wait are you alright?" I hear him yell to me.

I take off running till I hit the front door.

I step outside and it's dark now.

I feel the heat on my face as the cool air hits it.

I move off to the side of the building and lean against the brick building tilting my head back and closing my eyes.

What is wrong with me?

I can't feel hurt or mad he's not mine, he's free to do what ever he wants to whatever slut he wants!

"Ahhh!" I let out in frustration.

Finn, oh god Finn!

What if he's mad at me now.

I'm always being dramatic and causing issues.

What's wrong with me?

I'm broken and I don't know what I want.

Of course he would want someone else.

"Ahhhh, what's wrong with you get your shit together River!" I say talking to my self.

I jump when I hear deep laughter.

I open my eyes and tilt my head forward.

"You looked upset, so I just wanted to make sure everything was okay"

I shake my head,

"Why do you even care Lucky?" I say looking away from his eyes.

"You know Ummm for Pickle's sake" he says a little weirdly.

"Yeah I'm fine and apparently so is Pickle" I blurt out angerly.

"Okay enchantress apparently somebody got under your skin and it wasn't me for once" he says with a smile.

He is gorgeous and even more so as he stand in front of me in only shorts and tape wrapped around his hands.

He has a ton of tattoos covering his chest and arms.

There's also what looks like scars running down his neck and chest to his stomach and a few on his face.

There's also what looks like a deep scar maybe like a cut going across one of his pecks almost across his whole nipple.

Not even thinking I reach out and put my hand to his chest on one of the marks.

He gasps and I feel his body tenses up under my hand.

His breathing shallows and he is shaking slightly.

I look up into his eyes, he is already looking down at me.

He's breathing heavy now and he has a weird look in his eyes.