Her Helpmate

10. It's complicated

I think I will never forget my first day in the gym. I spent three hours in the gym that morning. Rather than doing an exercise, I got entertained by the constant argument between my new trainee and bodyguard. Everything was going well till the body warmup exercises which were easy for me. When we moved to the treadmill, the actual war began between my trainer and my Bodyguard.   

I stood on the treadmill. My trainee stood on one side and Shaurya on another side. First, my trainer suddenly increased the speed to number '8' and asked me to run. But Shaurya decreased it to number, '3' and said just to walk, cause it's my first day in the gym, while eight is too much for my body to handle.  And the argument started. 

Shaurya: It's her first day you can't make her run at 8 all of a sudden.

Trainer: I am her trainer and I know everything.

Shaurya: Who gave you the license for gym trainer?

Trainer: Isn't your entry prohibited in my gym? 

Shaurya: No. I am her bodyguard so you have to bare me and even listen. 

Trainer: I should speak to Mrs. Mehra about this.

Then. My trainer wanted me to walk at least for one hour but Shaurya objected and said fifteen minutes is more than enough. I dint argue with Shaurya as both men were already in a catfight and didn't want to get smashed between two bodybuilders.  

My trainer was tall, stout, and broad like a pillar. Was handsome but not as attractive as my minaret. My minaret is different, he is a hybrid breed. Brown, silky hair. Handsome and attractive face. Bronze skin. Bulky biceps and body. I doubt him to be an authentic Indian. His light grey eyes, are very rare to find in Indians. 

But there was some witch, my trainer's assistant who continuously leered at Shaurya. I wanted to show her my glare, but damn she never glance at me...as her attention and concentration were only one person. We were only four in the gym and Mrs. Mehra has booked the gym for every three hours a day only for me. 

My remaining exercises went with 5kg steel rod lifting, doing abs, and cycling. I went to take shower in the gym shower room as I was stinging very badly. While stretching my arms under the shower, I was thankful for Shaurya. If it was not for him, that stupid trainer would have murdered me by making me do strenuous exercise.

It's final, I am not coming to his gym again. If my stepmother will interfere in this, I will dig a grave for her in the backyard and murder her by squeezing her neck with my hands. And I hate that trainer's assistant, I don't want her to be around my bodyguard. 

I pulled into trousers and a t-shirt. I dried my hair and walked to the locker room with my stinky clothes. 

"You better clear your mind!" I heard Shaurya saying to someone. The voices came from the locker room.  

"Come on there is no one. And relax Saira is not gonna come so early..." that voice was of my trainer's assistant. "Oh please, I know even you want, what I was asking for..." I heard her seductive voice. My grip strengthened on my stinky clothes. How dare she?  I wanted to jump in the situation and kick her left and right but...I stopped. Shaurya and I have 'nothing.'

"No. I didn't see you in that way...and I will never. So just leave..miss..." I walked into the room without knocking or making a voice. I saw her pull him close so that their lips were only a mere distance away.

It's hard for me to see that and act unaffected. I grabbed my bag from the bench in the middle. That's when Shaurya's eyes fell upon me. He pushed her dangerously that she stumbled and fell on the floor. I killed my courtesy to help her because she deserved it.