Chelle pov
I woke up to the sound of a obnoxious alarm going of in my ear. I open my eyes and saw where Ant slept empty. I turned over to turn off the alarm clock that read seven o'clock.
"He done lost his rabbit mind waking me up this early" I said ripping the sheets of my body. After my morning hygiene I walked to the closer and threw on my Nike workout tights and sports bra with my roshe runs.
I walked downstairs and it was quiet.
A little too quiet.
I walk through the living room, library, and hall but ANTHONY wasn't there.
"Anthony baby I know your here quit playing." I felt like someone was watching me and they were close.
"Okay cut the bullshit who is it" I ran towards the kitchen to grab a knife but was caught by neck from behind then held by a knife.
The metal to my neck was so cold and I felt the tip poking me in my throat. I was to scared to swallow my own damn spit.
"You could of died just that easy baby."
I closed my eyes realizing who voice it was I was relieved beyond words and a tear escape my eye.
"Don't cry but this is what could happen any day because you are with me, are you ready to begin training? I can be a hard ass but it's only for your protection in the long run."
"Yes I'm ready lets get to it."
"Wait a minute she hasn't cooked breakfast yet and you know how I get when I'm hungry hermanito (little brother)." I jumped not knowing Gabe was behind me.
"No come on time is not on our side we have to start now."
I heard Gabe huff and mumble curse words to his brother and I couldn't help but giggle.
"Gabriel when all this is threw I'll make you a big soul food feast that I know you would love."
"I never had souls food is it some voodoo shit mix with cooking I'll pass." He said with his thick spainish accent throwing his hands in the air. I began laughing even harder at his face he must think I'm a witch of some kind.
"No it's good southern African American cooking. I promise you will love it."
"Okay we will see. Let's go down to the basement your man is waiting on us."
We walked down the spiral stairs and there was all types of equipment down there. We walked over to the mats where Ant set up a practice dummy in the middle of the floor.
"We are hoping you will never have to use the moves we are about to teach you but better safe then sorry."
He and gabe would show me basic defense moves and kicks. He knew I was quick learner and with my gymnastics background the kick techniques were a breeze to learn. After practicing a few hours with the dummy he thought I was ready for the real deal.
Him.
He walked to the side and took of his shirt and damn did it have an affect on me down below. I shook all sexual thoughts away and focused on everything he taught me.
He got into his ready stance and I did as well. He striked first but I doged I reached for his hand twisting his arm in the process. His right leg caught hook under my left one and cause me to lose balance a little. I quickly regained control flipped off his chest and out of his hold.
"Holy shit how she do that we didn't teach that" Gabriel said shocked but I didn't know for myself.
Anthony smirked and charged me. We were blocking each others move so perfectly and swiftly almost like we were dancing til he tried to strike me with his front elbow to my rib I caught it just in time and kicked him in his groin then side kick him in his face. He grunt in pain and fell to his knees.
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When Love comes Knocking
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