Opposites Attract

Throwing Punches

*the photo above is of an abandoned ballet studio*

•Noah Blair•POV•

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I can't let this go on anymore. This has happened one too many times and I think I finally snapped. Anger was building up inside me as I gripped the steering wheel tighter. My knuckles turning white. Ideas flowing through my mind as I tried to think of what I could do to help. Not just be the person forcing her to go the the police station.

"Are you okay?" She asked, her voice rang in my head. It was soft and full of concern. It was the voice I have grown to love. I nodded wordlessly.

"Are you sure? You haven't said a word since we left. What's wrong." She placed her tiny gently hand on my thigh. Causing me to look at her. She offered me a small smile.

"I'm fine." I whispered angrily.

"Babe you can tell me anything. You know that right?" She asked.

"I know." Suddenly, the idea came to me. I know where we need to go. I turned the car around and headed for our destination.

"What are you doing? This isn't the way home." She asked looking confused like a lost puppy.

"There's something we need to do, I can't let this go on anymore." I told her, never taking my eyes off the road.

"What do you mean? Noah, your scaring me."

"It's not anything bad, I promise. We just have to do it. Do you trust me?" She opened her mouth and then stopped herself. That killed me. She doesn't trust me.

"Of course I trust you." She told me dubiously.

"Emma. Do you honestly trust me? Fully trust me?" She nodded. "Okay. Well I need you to trust in this okay?"

"Okay. I trust you." She smiled. I smiled back at her and continued to drive. My eyes fixated on the road.

A couple of more turns and a bit of a drive through the middle of now where and we were here. I switched off the engine and started getting out.

"Where are we?" She follow led suit and walked around the front of the car. I interlaced our hands and pulled her closer to me.

"We're at an abandoned studio. I found it after we had a fight and I needed to clear my head."

"What are we doing here." She asked looking up at me longingly.

"I'm going to teach you how to fight." I told her seriously.

"What?" She chuckled under her breath lightly, disbelievingly.

"You heard me. After walking in and seeing... Him. On you... Like that. It killed me. To think, what would have happened if..."

"If you didn't save me." She finished for me. I nodded. I looked at her again, really looking at her. She is so beautiful. Her blue eyes bored into mine, and her long black lashes that seemed to continue for miles. Then her cute little button nose and beautiful clear complexion. I'm so lucky.

"So... That's why we're here. I'm going to teach you how to fight. I can't stand the thought of not being able to safe you. But I hate the thought of you not knowing what to do if the worst were to happen." I lead her through the doors and followed in after her into the pitch black hall. I switched the light on and her eyes wondered around the room. I saw her breath out a wow as she took in the sight.

The larger hall was covered in wooden floor, looking like a large square with ballet posters covering the walls. On the one side, covering an entire wall was an exceptionally large mirror. With a ballet bar running through the middle. She walked up to the mirror softly, gazing at herself in the mirror. Examining her features.