Laura Giovanna Scarlett Rossi/Black is a 17-year-old girl living a complicated life. Laura grew up being abused physically, mentally, and emotionally by her mother. This only got worse when her mother met Adam (stepfather).
Laura is not an innocent...
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The three of us start our workout by playing my playlist over the speakers. We then take a good fifteen minutes to stretch.
"How the fuck do you do that?" Ash asks as I do the splits
"Yeah as soon as I do that it feels like my dick is going to fall off." Jay says whincing.
I just laugh at them saying "Our bodies are built differently. Also I stretch more than you two."
They just hum and get up to start running on the treadmills. I take my spot next to them shortly after. We quietly run a 5k as a warm up.
I finish before the other two and take a water break. The boys join me and we plan a training session starting out with drills.
We spend a good 45 minutes solely working on the hanging punching bags spread across the gym. Ashton works on perfecting his hits while Jason works on the power behind his movements. I work on self control, as I am the most susceptible to losing control and....
Well, when I lose control very bad things happen.
"Guys let's take a break" I announce so they can hear me
The boys finish up their drills and take a seat next to me on the benches. "Can we work on peripheral vision training? I feel like mine needs some work" Jay asks
"Yeah that's a good idea. Ash you want to work on anything in particular?" I reply casually
He finished his sip of water. "I feel like I need to spar, but Laura you still aren't fully healed." He says hesitantly
"Oh I forgot to show you my ribs earlier. There's a bathroom over here. I'll just show you now. There's cameras in the gym and I don't want any of my brothers to go through the footage." I reply standing up
We make our way to the corner of the room and enter the bathroom. I shut the door behind me and lift up my oversized t-shirt.
"I have them wrapped right now." I say lifting up my navy blue shirt. "But you can see the bruising has gone down since I fought on Friday." I finish showing them the lower part of my ribcage.
The boys inspect my ribs. Jay lightly touches them but they don't hurt enough for me to wince. Ashton sternly asks me "Are you okay to spar? I can work with Jay on this."
"I'm good Ash." I say lowering my top. "If you can get a hit on me today that will be good enough." I finish off smirking
He scoffs rolling his eyes. "Oh yeah I forgot this is going to be a lot harder for me than it will be you."
"But that's why it's good practice" I tell him innocently smiling, pulling my white tee over my head
"What about your wrist?" Jay asks me
"I just did like 45 minutes of drills. If it was bothering me I would have stopped." I tell him sincerely
They look at me sternly. I sigh, continuing saying "Look I will tell you if I start to feel off, but for now I'm good. I promise."
