Twisted

Chapter 24: Tunnels

**Fun Gally Aesthetic Mood Board**

The next morning I met Sophie at the gym entrance. Gally insisted on walking me to the gym, and saying he wanted to go there anyways. But after what happened yesterday in the shower, he was being Mr Protective, and I thought it was really sweet. He had his arm around my shoulders and was glaring at anyone who came from the opposite direction. 

I grind when I saw Sophie wanting. Magnus was already in the gym, and Gally kissed me good bye, and he went off into the weight section of the gym. Magnus called us over to the dummies. He had us warm up first. Running the track was easy. After the few months of being safe in The Resistance building, regular healthy meals (minus our once a week girls sleepovers), regular sleep, and people who loved me I had slowly gained my strength and stamina back. I felt good, I felt strong. I loved running, so the track was easy. I pushed myself faster, easily leaving Sophie behind. I felt the familiar ache in my legs and burn in my lungs. All too soon Magnus called us back over and made us do some push ups and sit ups, some other strength building exercises. 

Then he had us throw different punches and elbows and kicks and knees. This came easy, from all the times I wrestled in the sand pit. Magnus stood with his arms folded watching us intently, he paced back and forth correcting us when needed. He eventually stopped correcting me and let me get some aggression out. He told us to take a quick water break. I sauntered over to my water bottle Gally and Zayn were still lifting weights and I leaned against the one machine, and watched as Gally finished his last rep with a grunt and sat up. He was glistening in sweat and it made my stomach explode with butterflies. 

"He hot stuff." I winked at him. 

"Hey your self. Giving Magnus a run for his money?" He asked, coming over to stand in front of me. 

"Always. I have to give you boys a run for your money." I grind. 

"You know...?" He said thoughtfully, his blue eyes flicked all over me, a crocked roguish grin appeared, "You wrestled just about every guy in the Glade...but we never did." 

I snorted and folded my arms, smirking back at him, I lifted up onto my toes and whispered in a deep seductive voice, "Well I never wrestled them the same way." I gently bit his ear and pulled. Just enough to tease him. I felt his chest rumble. I let go and lowered back down, patted his sweaty bare chest and turned away. I didn't get far when I felt him smack my butt. 

"Come on. You and me. Right now." He challenged loudly, catching the attention of everyone in the gym. 

I slowly turned towards him, and raised an eyebrow. He was standing his arms folded over his chest and a knowing smirk on his face. 

"Unless you know...You too much of a girl.." he teased. 

"Last time you said that I sucker punched you. You want a repeat?" 

"Come on you teeny tiny little girl, lets fight."  

I narrowed my eyes. 

"MAGNUS!" I yelled, without taking my eyes off Gally. "You ref, I have a shuckface to beat!"

"Little bro, you're gonna get your ass whooped." 

"Probably." He agreed, we hadn't broken eye contact.

"Oooo the sexual tension is high!" Sophie giggled. 

Zayn just rolled his eyes. 

We stepped into the middle of the gym where they had laid mats down. I wrapped my hands and tapped up these new piercings and turned to face Gally. I had watched him fight in the Sand pit enough times to know he was all about his brute strength. But maybe he had changed since then, but only time would tell. He stood ready, his own fists wrapped.