Tough Love

Chapter 34: "I trust you"

Previously on TOUGH LOVE...

Damon:" You dropped into MY life Oliver...you fixed pieces of me that I thought could never be fixed. you made me feel. Meeting you, protecting you, being with you, holding you, loving you, you being here right now.....that isn't a mistake. None of that was a mistake. I want nothing else, but you."

Oliver:"...you really mean that...Damon?"
My voice slightly broke. He kissed my lips.

Damon:" Always and forever."

Now****

Oliver's pov

My feet were quickly swept off the ground.....

....

Then my back got SLAMMED into into the mats. I groaned while attempting to get up.

Trainer:"Up! This time, keep your balance." He yells as he continues his stance once more. I looked over at damon, whose face crinkled at my pain.
One of Damon's training guys named John laughed as this happened. Damon told him to stop.

Damon:" Keep your eyes on your opponent. Watch his hands and feet."
I got up, catching my breath. My head slightly fell back.

Oliver:" How can I, if Jackie Chan here keeps laying me flat on my ass as SOON as I get up!?"

John:"Ha ha! Jackie Chan. This guy is funny!"

The trainer took a step towards me, It startled me, so I took a step back.
Damon held up his hand. The trainer then stops to get off the mat. Damon steps up onto the mats in front of me.

Oliver:"I know why you want me to do this..." I say catching my breath.

Damon:" Then you know to take this seriously. You've been getting into trouble from time to time. Most because of me. It's best for you to defend yourself when those times happen."
He now stood in front of me. His large structure towered over me.
A few days after I was drugged again, Damon had signed me up to learn self-defense. The trainer had taught Damon, so he was highly recommended. We've been training for about weeks now...

Oliver:" I'm just not as strong as you."

Damon:" No, you're not."
He takes off his black light jacket, which shows off him wearing a black t-shirt. Of course, his muscular figure. FOCUS!

Damon:" You're stronger."
He throws his jacket aside.
My brows furrowed in confusion.

John:" Ha... don't need to lie to the guy."
I gave John a look then back at damon.

Oliver:"Whoa, whoa, I'm sparring you? I can't fight you!"

Damon:" Relax, Your learning defense...." He goes right behind me and places his hand on my left shoulder. His touch sends shivers down my spine.

Damon:"If someone grabs you like this -"

Oliver:"cockshot them?"

Damon:" what? No!" He sounded defensive as I felt him take a step back. I chuckled.

Damon:"Serious." I can hear him talking through a smile. I nod. My face goes warm.

Damon:"You will turn your body to the left,-"
He handles my waist to show me.

Damon:"- and take your left hand and grab my arm that was on you.."
My body turned around, and I grabbed his arm.

Damon:"as you are doing that, your right hand is going to grab fist full of my shirt." I grabbed a handful of his shirt.

Damon:" You're going to place your right leg just in between me, and pull both my shirt and arm over your shoulder."
I looked at him in disbelief.

Oliver:"dude your like....pure muscle, how the fuck?-"