Boll Weevil: The Story of Redemption Chapter VI

That week turned into two, those two weeks became a month, and that turned into six months, and those six months turned into a year. In that year, I trained, and learned, and waited. The stars were aligning for my eventual clash with Sidney. The news of me training had gotten far in this small burg, and it apparently reached Sidney, who was understandably nervous, although she would never admit it, to herself and her friends. It eventually got to a boiling point when the people at my old school started chanting “BOLL WEE-VIL! BOLL WEE-VIL! BOLL WEE-VIL!” at her whenever she was in public. It got so bad that she eventually shut herself in, not going anywhere. I could not feel sorry for her, she was a victim of her own deeds, and now she was being punished for it. I suppose the ultimate irony is, is that she was placed in her own hell, by someone named Dante. And deep down, just like the lost souls in the Inferno, she knew she deserved every bit of it…

“Dante’ Jessica said to me as I was punching a bag, “I think your training is complete, you know what you must do” I stopped. She was right, I have nothing left to learn, it was time. I gathered my things and started up the stairs, then, the man who was in charge of paperwork, came down the stars and said, “There’s someone outside, with a cold and angry stare, and I think she’s crying” I went up and saw Sidney, just as the man said, angry and crying. She actually looked rather pathetic, and she looked liked she had gained some weight. I was no longer afraid of her, so I walked confidently outside to confront her. She couldn’t even look me in the eyes, “You!” Sidney exclaimed as she pointed at me, “I…hate you!” she yelled hoarsely. I just smirked, “Strange, for a while I hated you” She picked up a rock and threw it at me, I caught it and dropped it on the ground, “You know you deserved all that has happened to you” “I know you want to challenge me to a match, but, I’m not giving you that satisfaction. I’m here to challenge YOU” The nerve! SHE is challenging ME!? “Well, then, you’ve saved me the trouble, when and where?” I said with a chuckle, it was fun to see my mortal enemy squirm, “Here, next week, high noon, you…will…pay!” She stormed off, sulking. Oh, how the tables have turned! Now Sidney was the one who was on the defensive! Part of me wanted to feel sorry for her, but, the other vengeful half prevailed. The match of my life was about to unfold.

I looked behind me, and Jessica looked at me with a look of content, “I’ll prepare the ring for next week” she said as I stood there, I nodded. Then, curse it all! I started to think. I started to believe that Sidney had gone through enough; she had to isolate herself to escape the harassment. Yes, she put me through hell, but, did anyone truly deserve what Sidney has been put through? I suppose it’s too late now, after all, it was her that challenged me. I had to prepare myself, for even though she had no training, she was going to go after me with ruthless aggression. I suppose this is what Winston Churchill must have felt before the Battle of Britain. There was no backing down now. The Battle for Redemption was about to begin!