"Yeah, don't worry about it," I said, gesturing for him to come sit down next to me, "I know how it feels. Life sucks in general, so you have to stay strong and carry on," I playfully punched him in the arm.
He rubbed his arm and said, "Wow, you have quite an arm, do you need a partner?"
Hell yes I do! I thought to myself, but calmly said, "Yeah, I think it's about time I practiced with someone," He pulled me off the ground and towards the punching bag.
"Since you're already warmed up, do you want to continue working then switch?"
"Yeah," I smiled sweetly. Oh the looks I'd get for flirting with him. Sheelin and Lamai would be so pissed at me! Well, not really, but you know what I mean.
Josh pulled me off the floor and towards the punching bag. I continued working out, trying not to blush or look bad, for the next half hour. By the end of the half hour, I was exhausted beyond belief. I collapsed on the floor. He sat down right and asked the question I dreaded most.
"So why were you crying?" he asked. I looked at the ground and tried to formulate a reasonable response in my head.
"You remember the incident?" I asked slowly, "Well, I saw a man that looked exactly like the one from that night. It brought back all my emotions that I thought I had destroyed."
He nodded and said, "I know how it feels. I had a sister. She was kidnapped seven years ago. I never told anyone until just now. You're the only other person who knows my secret." I was stunned. I knew he had a sister, but I assumed she had moved out with his mom when his parents split.
"Her name was Sarah, right?" I asked.
"Is. Her name is Sarah," he responded. I could see the hope in his eyes. He wanted her to be alive so much! I laid back and stretched. Josh poked my hip and I rolled away. My hip tingled and I realized that he had lightly poked my tattoo.
"So you're still with them?" he asked.
"Yup, and I plan to be with them for a very long time,"
"So what does one have to do to become part of 'The Lakas'?"
"Not be a jerk and stay strong in every way possible,"
"Even emotionally?"
I paused and looked him in the eye, "Yes, you have to be emotionally strong as well as physically and mentally. We don't have many members,"
"So would you say I qualify as being emotionally strong?"
"Yup,"
"And how about physically strong?
I patted his biceps, "I'm pretty sure you're physically strong. And before you say it, yes; you're
He rubbed his arm and said, "Wow, you have quite an arm, do you need a partner?"
Hell yes I do! I thought to myself, but calmly said, "Yeah, I think it's about time I practiced with someone," He pulled me off the ground and towards the punching bag.
"Since you're already warmed up, do you want to continue working then switch?"
"Yeah," I smiled sweetly. Oh the looks I'd get for flirting with him. Sheelin and Lamai would be so pissed at me! Well, not really, but you know what I mean.
Josh pulled me off the floor and towards the punching bag. I continued working out, trying not to blush or look bad, for the next half hour. By the end of the half hour, I was exhausted beyond belief. I collapsed on the floor. He sat down right and asked the question I dreaded most.
"So why were you crying?" he asked. I looked at the ground and tried to formulate a reasonable response in my head.
"You remember the incident?" I asked slowly, "Well, I saw a man that looked exactly like the one from that night. It brought back all my emotions that I thought I had destroyed."
He nodded and said, "I know how it feels. I had a sister. She was kidnapped seven years ago. I never told anyone until just now. You're the only other person who knows my secret." I was stunned. I knew he had a sister, but I assumed she had moved out with his mom when his parents split.
"Her name was Sarah, right?" I asked.
"Is. Her name is Sarah," he responded. I could see the hope in his eyes. He wanted her to be alive so much! I laid back and stretched. Josh poked my hip and I rolled away. My hip tingled and I realized that he had lightly poked my tattoo.
"So you're still with them?" he asked.
"Yup, and I plan to be with them for a very long time,"
"So what does one have to do to become part of 'The Lakas'?"
"Not be a jerk and stay strong in every way possible,"
"Even emotionally?"
I paused and looked him in the eye, "Yes, you have to be emotionally strong as well as physically and mentally. We don't have many members,"
"So would you say I qualify as being emotionally strong?"
"Yup,"
"And how about physically strong?
I patted his biceps, "I'm pretty sure you're physically strong. And before you say it, yes; you're
