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2 Months later

"Spencer" I whisper  gently shaking him awake.

"What time is it?" He asks

"Its 4, but I going to go running with Seb, Amoura and Alex" I say running my hands through his hair.

"Go back to sleep love" I mumble kissing his forehead and getting out of the bed. I quickly put my running clothes on. A pair of biker shorts and a nike sports bra. I grab my watch and my AirPods from the dresser and my gun from the safe in my closet I slide on a pair of running shoes. I grab my holster clip and walk out of the room.

"Are you ready?" Amoura asks

"Yea let me just clip this on" I say sliding the gun into the holster and clipping it onto my shorts. I quickly slide my watch on and we walk out of the house.

"How many miles are we going to do?" Seb asks as I lock the front door.

"I was thinking 5" Amoura says

"That sounds good" I say and we get in the car and drive to the track at a near by school.

"Race?" Alex asks

"I mean its not fair to us because Aya has more time to work out since she isn't in the field" Amoura says

"Well then you guys race and Ill just be in my own world" I say and they nod. I put in my AirPods and walk to the track. I turn on a random playlist and start my jog. I let my feet guide me through the track. Not paying attention to my surroundings. I look and notice the half mile mark a few feet ahead of me. I continue running. Watching the sky and all the pretty stars. If Spencer were here I would tell him about the superstition of wishing on stars and the movie princess and the frog. I would recite my favorite quote from the movie 'that old star can only take you part of the way, you gotta help it with some hardwork of your own'. Usually people run to not think about things but when I run I let the thoughts take over. I let my wildest hopes and dreams take over. Its oddly calming to think about life without being analyzed. I notice the half mile mark again 2 and a half miles to go.

Thoughts about Spencer, its the same one I got before I woke him up this morning. Should i tell him i love him. The thought of commitment scares me. The thought of creating a future with him scares me. But in a good way.  Atleast I think it's good. 

Noticing the half mile mark I keep running. 3 and a half miles. I pay attention for the mile mark. Once I cross it I let my thoughts take over again. My brain is saying leave him but my heart is saying tell him you love him. Tell him you want to be with him forever. Tell him he is your soul mate. I look down a realize I just past the mile mark. I run to the center of the track and sit on the grass. I look at my siblings who are enjoying themselves racing each other. I get up and decide to work on my flips while I wait for them. I unholster my gun and put it to the side. I do a few stretches and start with simple flips. I start off with a round off back hand spring. I continue with multiple combinations of passes while they continue running. once they finish I stop my passes and join the in sitting on the edge of the track by my gun.

"How are you able to run 6 miles and do all those flips and never break a sweat" Alex asks taking a sip of his water.

"I ran 6 miles?" 

"Yea, you were pretty zoned out" Amoura says

"Oh I thought I only did 5" I mutter clipping the gun to my side.

"Seb wanna do basic while they cool off" I ask standing up.

"No you maniac" he says from the ground.

"Thats a tab bit aggressive don't you think" I say doing sit ups. Once I get to 25 I stop and do a 2 minute plank.

"Aya you seriously aren't tired" Alex asks

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