Is Loving You Wrong?

Training

David's POV
I felt so horrible. I want to be the best brother again but I can't. I have to follow what 'the guy' says. Why can't he just leave my family alone?

"Thanks David for being the only one who cares!" She yells before running up to her room.

Or used to... I think to myself.

I used to care and now I have to act like I don't. Does 'the guy' realize how much therapy will get Emma out of the depression she's in.

I go up to my room and Brandon is there.

"We need to train to beat Emma!" He says annoyed. "Where have you been?!"

"Sorry that I have a life that doesn't involve helping you beat my sister 24/7!" I snapped.

"Whatever lets go!"

Emma's POV
I clean the blood and hide the knife. I hear someone knock on the door so I put foundation over the cuts and open the door.

Grayson rushes in and screams, "what are you doing?!"

"Going to sleep?" I respond supisiously.

" no! We have to eat, then train to beat Brandon!"

"Okay, okay! Text Bella and tell her to come to my room!" I say tossing him my phone.

I look in my closet for a baggy shirt and some work out pants.

I strip not caring if he's in the room because 1 it's basically a bathing suit 2 my back is to him and 3 he's my BFF. He saw me in just dippers running around when I was in kindergarten and he was in first.

He is a Sophomore like Lauren. I only have one class with both of them cause I'm so awesome at Chemistry that Freshman work is way too easy. Sophomore work is not that hard either.

I finish getting ready and walk out the door.

I lift 65, bench 180, run escalation of 10 speed of around 6 for about an hour or so. Being in shape was an understatement for me.

We practiced trowing, passing, dribbling soccer, dribbling basket ball, passing hokey, basketball, football, we basically did it all. Cheer leading we destroyed.

We did conditioning. 300 push-ups, 400 curl ups, 15 suicides on the football feild. Tackling. Punching. Kicking even ballet. This was the hardest I've ever trained before.

Brandon's POV.
No girl is going o do better than me at sports.

"So tell me what you can do." David demands.

"I can lift 60, bench 170, run escalation 7 speed 7, for 45 minutes." I said proudly.

He shook his head, "Em can lift 65, bench 180, escalation 10 speed 9 for and hour and knowing her she's going to push herself to the next level." He informs me.

My whole body deflated.

"I can do 350 curl ups and 300 push ups." I tried.

"She can do 400 or more curls and 300 push. But she'll do more than that today."

Let's get to work.

3 hours later
We did everything! And I mean everything. We got here at 11 and its 2 now. Emma and Gray are still training.

As we are heading out I see her running the tredmill and David wasn't lying. She really can run.

"How long has she been running?" I asked Gray who is coaching her.

"This is her 4th time doing this for about 1 an a half hours!" He exclaims.

She turns off the machine and starts punching some bags. Then benches 200, lifts 90, does 600 curls, and 700 push. Obviously taking a water break at beach hundred.

"Cheak this out!" Grayson exclaims.

I snap my head at his direction and notice Emma already there.

How...

"Yep! She's lightning fast!" Gray tells happily.

"When did you guys get here?" I ash in awe.

"Around 6 and we took few food breaks. We got 4 more hours to go."

"She's sweating like she went to the pool."

"That's because she's working hard with short breaks. If we take too long she's gonna get lazy."

I just walk away.

David smirks. "Do you see your competition now?"

"Shut up!" And I walk out.

Emma's POV
I'm dying. We've been doing this for 6 hours an we got 4 more to go.

We do 2 more hours but I don't make it. I start to feel dizzy and I turn off the machine.

My elbow gets kinda stuck and I scrape it REALLY BAD! Blood is dripping out as I start to run home to get a first aid kit.

I can't go into the car or I'll stain it.

"Get the first aid kit now!" Grayson yells as I get a napkin to clean the blood that was all over me.

Brandon comes in and smirks. "Did the girl push herself too much?" I know he's joking.

I still kick him in the nuts Ana he falls to the ground.

"Is the boy not tough enough? I got my elbow stuck in one of the machines!" I explain smiling at my pay back.

I start to fall back and my scrapped elbow (right elbow) hits the ground.

"Fvcking sh*t!!!!" I yelled and held my arm. I don't curse barely at all but when I do it means one wrong move and imma flip crap out on Ya.

Grayson tries to get me to stop bleeding.

I feel dizzy again. 

"Get me water now!!!!" I yelled.

David gets up running but starts to slow walk when no ones looking.

That son of a-  I'm going to get it myself. I stand up and run to the fridge getting water.

I gulp it down in one shot and drink 5 of them.

My arm is starting to stop and no one dares to speak. When I'm in pain I don't cry about it. I get pissed and that's not good.

I get up to go back to the bandaging process when I fall and hit my elbow again.

I try to get up but got zero strength.

David steps on my elbow and I scream, "what the heck you don't do th-" I get cut with a knife and start bleeding yet again. I feel my eyes fall as a flash of guilt spill across his face.

"She cut herself with a knife!" He screams and tries to aid me.
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