About a week into this 'fight club' I've realised it's not the place for me. The blood, bruises, sweat-
None of it appeals.
We're all huddled in a circle awaiting the next two girls to beat each other.
Because that's totally normal.
I shake my head and try to focus.
"Come on cuz, give it a go!"
PJ whoops and a few of the girls clap.
"No no"
"Yes yes yes"
PJ comes behind me and shoves me into the centre.
"Alright! Now! Someone attack her. You know really get in there and boom boom"
She punches the air.
My hands begin to shake and I wipe the sweat on my bare shivering legs.
"I'll go"
Hazel steps forward and assumes a fighting stance. Why would she VOLUNTEER to beat me up. Anger brews in my chest momentarily until she throws a goofy smile at me and it dissipates instantaneously.
"Back up a bit guys! This might get rough!"
She shouts. The crowd whispers and backs up.
She motions her head to me, to come closer.
I look to either side and then open my eyes wide.
"What?"
I whisper yell.
I hear her mumble.
I give her a confused expression.
Another mumble.
I step closer and so does she.
"H-
"I don't have a clue what you're saying!"
I whisper yell again.
"Just fucking hit me!"
I step closer to her and we circle eachother in a boxing stance.
"No Hazel, I'm not gonna hit you"
"Do it"
"No-
"Come on"
"Hazel"
"if you don't I'm gonna tackle you"
"No you aren't"
"I'll do it"
"Im not hitting you"
"Three"
I look around at the crowd. Some of them are laughing and PJ is giving me a warning glance.
"Two"
"Hazel"
"Hit me!"
"No!"
"One"
In a second, my back slams onto the floor. The air forced out of me. I feel hazels body fly into mine and then land on top of me.
Girls Whoop and gasp at the sudden attack.
"I told you I would"
She whispers beside my ear.
The gym lights glare into my eyes and I flutter them gently.
"You...bitch"
I choke out a laugh and hazel peels her body from mine to look down at me.
I try to keep a straight face but my smile peaks through and she returns it with a slight giggle.
"Get the fuck off me"
I nudge her shoulders but she stays sturdy.
She shakes her head, her fluffy hair blowing slightly in the wind.
She mock sighs.
"No, I think l'll stay right here"
I try to push her off but she doesn't budge.
I suddenly become conscious of her hands planted at either side of my head and her lower body flush with mine. I feel myself heat up and glance around to see the rest of the club staring intently.
"Okay, I think our go is over, just let me up"
I smile softly and gesture to the crowd around us. Her smile drops and she looks around my face. Down and up. Painstakingly tracing a triangle. I wriggle underneath her.
"Or what?"
I gulp and my face stings.
I chalk it up to sweat or embarrassment.
Being underneath hazel isn't helping either.
"Is it just me or is this getting a bit porny"
PJ exclaims.
Hazels expression wavers, her body tenses and she looks up to PJ.
"Not that I'm complaining. Well I am actually, that's my cousin- I don't know what to really say about that shit. Not my preferred genre"
Hazel destraddles me and brushes off her jeans. When she gets to her feet her face is flushed red and she runs a hand through her hair, avoiding my eye-contact.
"That's disgusting PJ"
A faint voice mutters.
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Safe haven |Hazel Callahan x Reader |
Teen Fiction"You're driving me crazy" Her voice is darker than before. It's raspy. Rough in the same way a stone is. She steps further into the room. "I can't stop thinking about you" Heat grows in my stomach. "All the fucking time. Every time I hear music...
