I walked down the gum lined streets of London. Black doc martens hitting the ground. High waist camisole shorts. Gray sports bra. I smiled as I came across a pair of boys doing Parkor. I smiled and waved to the one who sat bored. He got up walking over to me. I smirked and he smiled.
"do you do Parkor?" I smiled and nodded. He smirked and tilted his head.
"watch." I said smiling. I saw a lift. I started running and jumped over I saw an end wall I kicked off onto a ledge and flipped over onto a rail. Standing on my hands I twisted my body to the place where it swung off I swung myself and someone started playing a song I didn't recognize. But I danced to it and moved with it my eyes changing a deep lavender. And began dancing someone threw me a pair of hipster glasses I put them on and flipped with one hand. I pinched my sports bra and flicked my hand. I listened to the music and heard 3OH!3 and smiled flipping and doing a routine. I did a bit of dancing as well. I jumped down and picked up one of the guys jacket and saw a few phones recording I pulled it tighter and caught a fedora someone threw and flipped it on and chucked my Duce up. And then laughed. The guys who asked me was watching with curiosity. I grinned and walked closer and smiled kissing his cheek and taking off the jacket putting it on a bench laying a hat there as well walking away. I saw someone snap a picture and I turned my head and breathed in as he took another. I walked across the street and into the MiniMart. Getting a pack of bubble gum, and a bottle of smart water. I heard someone yell I frowned and turned on the heel of my doc martens. There stood a man with a mask and a knife in one hand a gun in the other. I frowned deeper and moved quickly and quietly aiming for the gun and knife. I slid under displays. And the clerk watched me with curiousity and I made my move jumping onto a isle wall getting a back side view of the guy I leapt forward and crouched he didn't see me but stood up right I walked down the rest of the way saying in a seductive voice.
"Hey." he turned gun raised to my forehead I smirked and wind blew my hair back. Everything slowed I winked before lunging and missing a shot from the gun a millimeter ripping it out of his hand tossing it to the cashier and kicking the knife under a display. I kicked him to the ground and sat on his chest. He blinked twice and the cops came in. It was Will, the cop I used to work with, he smirked folding his arms I motioned for the cuffs and Andy, another cop, threw me some. I smirked down at the guy and cuffed his hands. I ripped off the mask and almost fell over. It was Tyler. I put my hands down hard on either sides of his face as my eyes changed a vicious red. He laughed I growled and Will came closer I shook my head and lowered my face.
"How?" I said menacing enough to kill someone.
"Death." he said smirked devilishly. I scoffed and narrowed my gaze he had one weakness.
"Where's your kid?" I asked laughing when his face paled so white it almost matched the tile on the ground.
"How dare you say that." he said quietly.
"Why you tried to kill mine yesterday. And before that you killed my family. So tell me how it's so wrong to talk about Adam?" I said smiling. He had Adam when he was 15 and moved to my house. I took care of the baby till one might Tyler came home and took his anger out on the child. That's when he went crazy.
"Because. I need to die." then he stood ruffled his shirt and walked toward the cops. I watched in a weird sense of pride. He finally understood.
I walked out of the store after being questioned and reprimanded. It was now about 10:30 in the morning. The sky was dark and gloomy and I was the happiest person ever. Not because of Tyler but because of the rain. I did a cartwheel. And landed in front of my old gym. I walked in and saw Tom. The owner. A bearded man with a lot of blonde hair. White streaked it now. I smiled at the buff old man who had taken the place of my father. He smiled and his face brightened noticably I smiled and rushed over and hugged him to death my biceps popping out. His veins protruding I smiled giggling slightly as we let go. He frowned and turned my body around running his hand along the scab across my back. I frowned and shook my head I laughed and he and I said at the same time
"Tyler." he frowned and shook his head. I punched his arm and poked his chest to get his attention.
"Hey, I was wondering if you had any new young gun boxing couches looking for trainees." I said to the man.
"Well your in luck I just got someone from Holmes Chapel."
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Breaking Down Tattered Walls
РазноеAnalisa Bellaria, a female trainer not a full boxer. Knows defense and many others Harry Styles, a boxing trainer. Fixes a broken spirit, mends a torn...