Continue to fight

Raising one of my hands, I gestured for Big Time to come at me. Not one of my better ideas as I was suddenly hit in the stomach with a big heavy boot. I felt the wind leave my lungs but still saw Big Time wind up for another shot at me. I rolled to the side and aimed a kick at Big Time's head as I did. It struck him square in the face and because he was already off balance, the impact cause him to stumble backwards, landing with a thud.

I sat up and looked at him. He just laid there. Had I pulled if off again as I stood up. As I did, I stumbled a little. Big Time sure did a number on me. I looked down at him. He looked like he was ****. I figured I had to make sure I hadn't killed him so I leaned in to check for a pulse. Suddenly his eyes snapped open and he had wicked smile on his face. He grabbed hold of my wrist and moments later, I found myself thrashing about as he held me in the air above his head. With a thunderous roar, he sent me flying across the room. This time I collided with the wall and once again landed in pile of pillows. I had hit my head but I was somehow still conscious. I tried to pick myself up off the ground but I was in so much pain right now. My arms trembled as they tried to support my weight. They eventually gave out and my face returned to the pillows. I just wanted to lie there and go to sleep but I knew if I did, I would be done for.