⬆⬆christen⬆⬆

All Christens life she was around boxing and when she was 5 years old her daddy (Rocky) decided it was time he let her come to the gym with him and let her watch him train for his boxing match's. from that day on she fell in love with boxing and she decided than and there that when she grew up she was going to become a boxer just like her daddy.

FAST FORWARD 15 YEARS.

Christen's POV

I walk in the gym just in time to start training today. i walk in the locker rooms and change into my training gear. i walk back out to meet my dad (Rocky) who was also my trainer. i begin training and getting ready for my next fight which was on Friday night. my mama always hated the fact that I fell in love with boxing cause she didn't wanna see me getting hurt every weekend but she supported me anyways rather she hated boxing or not. she was always there cheering me on but worrying everytime i got punched. i had been boxing for the past 3 years. i started boxing the year before mickey passed away. i loved being trained by mickey even tho he was usually a total asshole when i didn't do something right but he was still the best trainer i could ask for. once i've finished punching that punching bag i take a 2 minute break than get in the ring and box with someone else who works at the gym. after 8 and half hours of training i'm finally done with it all for today. i walk back in the locker rooms and change into my blue jeans and a tea shirt than pull on my cowboy boots and pop my ear buds in. as i'm walking out the door i run into uncle Polly he starts cussing than when he looks up and realizes it's me he says "sorry chris" i walk down the street to my apartment and walk inside to take a shower even tho it really wouldn't make that bigger deal if i didn't cause i were going to stink again later cause i got a fight tonight. 5 hours pass and i get a call from my dad saying "hey baby girl you ready for tonight?" you laugh a little and say "yea dad I'm getting ready to leave now. i'll see you at the club right?" he says "sure Rocky" i laugh and hang up. i walk in my bedroom and grab my bag than grab my keys and walk out the door to head to the club.

people never get why I didn't use my fathers name to get hand outs and why i didn't use your fathers money to get a better apartment to live in. i wanted to be just like my dad. struggle and make it just like he did. i wanted to work hard and train and fight on Friday nights not get the heavyweight champion title an belt handed to me cause your Rocky Balboa's daughter, i wanted to earn it because i worked hard for it just like my dad did. no matter how bad i hurt when i got home from training i still wanted to earn it cause of my hard work.