Zane Cyrus is a moody boxer from England. He hates small talk, fake politeness, happiness and most of all he hates it when people can't mind their own business.
Calista-Mae is the epitome of sweet. She cares deeply for those around her and will go...
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CALISTA
ZANE AND I are doing self defence today, and he's going to teach me how to get out of a hold.
As we walk across the gym I try to calm my nerves. What if I freak out when he puts me in a hold? I'm so scared that if he touches my neck I will literally pass out from fear because of what Wyatt did.
"We're gonna start with a front chokehold." I bite my lip anxiously at his words and Zane seems to pick up on my nerves.
"We can start with something else." Zane tells me, coming to stand in front of me.
I shake my head, "No it's fine. I need to learn. I'm just worried I'm gonna freak."
Realisation cross Zane's face and he nods, "It's okay. I'll stop when it gets too much. Let me know."
I take a deep breath as Zane steps closer and stare into his comforting brown eyes.
"I'll be gentle." He murmurs as his hands come to rest against my neck softly. His grip is loose and non threatening but my heart rate still shoots up.
"What would you do to get out?" Zane questions.
"I dunno. This." I try and push his arms out but fail miserably.
"If you try and do that, you'll lose because chances are the person holding you is much stronger. Instead, I want you to step back and duck your head under my arm, making sure that you don't touch it."
I follow his instructions and manage to get myself out of it.
"Nice." He says and motions me back with a tilt of the head. "Now let's try again with more force."
Zane's hand are very big and they rest tightly against my neck, I do what he says and succefully get out of it. We try three more times with more and more force until he's confident that I can get out of one.
"You're a fast learner. This next one is gonna be a little harder."
Zane stands behind me and wraps his arm around my neck, my hands automatically grip his forearm. He then lets me go and stands behind me, his hands resting on my shoulders.
"Step this foot forward." He instructs and I do. "And then this foot is gonna step behind and in between us, and the dip your shoulder until your this side of my body."
Zane manipulates my body to his words like I'm some doll and then puts me back in a hold try try it myself. It's a lot harder than the other one but after a few tries I get it.
"Make sure you're turning away from the arm, otherwise you'll be in a tighter hold. Always go towards the opening."
I try once more and he nods, "Good job. You're doing really well. You'll be an expert by the end of this."
