3. Gym

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TW: MENTIONS OF ATTEMPTED SEXUAL ASSAULT OR HARRASMENT.


XIA

I groan. I fucking hate mornings.

4:10 it reads.

Okay, I need to get the fuck up, I need to go to the gym, get the mandir ready by today, and obviously attend my first day of college. I tick mark my imaginary to-do list.

I freshen up, getting ready for the gym. It's not that far, and a lot of our college students also come here to exercise. It's a nice atmosphere.

Making a coffee and grabbing a protein bar, I leave the house, making sure that Alana knows about it.

I left the sticky notes everywhere I could.

I was quite frequent at the gym and my body shows it. I am still curvy with tummy tires but they've gotten better. Already having broad shoulders by genetics, I make quite a good use of them. Who doesn't want to be a muscle mommy now days?

I reach the gym and damn, this was quite close. I think to myself.

Checking the time. It says 4:47am. Okay then, I'll begin at 5.

There's no one at the gym right now and as soon as I think I am gonna be alone, a boy walks in.

I'm prepping for my training when I see him and pass him a smile. Must be another college student.

I'll do triceps, biceps and back today. I decide.

Getting ready, I'm infront of the mirror and pumping myself up I begin with shoulder raises.

"Mujhe ni karna flex par ye bandi hi aisi" arpit bala's rap is literally beating inside my ears (thats how loud it is) while I'm concentrating on my breaths and counts. (I don't wanna flex but this girl is making me)

Getting done with the shoulder raises. I rest for a few minutes, getting ready for my bent-over rows.

The music is still bleeding in my ears when I see the guy who got in the gym few minutes ago approaching me.

"Hi, Tanmay" he forwards his hands.

"Hello" I reply with shaking his hands and those hands were holding mine for a way more uncomfortable seconds than its supposed to.

Maybe I'm just being paranoid.

"So, you new here?" He asks me. I reply with a curt nod deciding to go on with my exercise.

Seeing that, he gets away, only for me to realise he's standing behind me, just a little on the side so he thinks I don't get what he's trying to do. "Um, not to be rude but could you do your reps somewhere else? I'm getting a little uncomfortable"

"It's a fucking gym, you should've thought about being uncomfortable. You're not the owner I presume, so you can't order me around" he barks.

What the fuck is wrong with this man? I was speaking politely and he throws shit on me like this? Ain't no way I'm letting this pass.

"Listen, I was talking to you with decency. So if you don't wanna move you could've told me in a better way, no need to be so fucking pressed about such a small thing. Learn how to talk to people politely" I say.

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