In Dark Times: Book 2 Dark Trilogy

Chapter 16 Trial Selection In Dark Times

Chapter 16 Trial Selection In Dark Times

Over the next three days, I went about doing my job for the day.  Each morning we got up extra early to do one hour of physical training.  This included running, pull-ups, push-ups, sit-ups, and every sort of strength training the guys could think of.  Each night, after dinner, we would go out by the river and work on self defense moves, yoga for flexibility and focus, meditation techniques, and other mental strategies Owen insisted were essential for my training. 

I had asked why we did these exercises by the river, and Owen told me "the sounds of nature help us to center our focus".  I wanted to tell him the constant babbling of the river just made me want to pee, but thought better of letting him into those thoughts.

I wanted to scream with frustration for how they were treating me.  Once again, they only left me alone when I was in the bathroom and when I would emerge from said bathroom, there was always someone waiting for me.  Tonight, I was so sore from all the training we have done that I decided to take a hot bath and soak my sore muscles.  I must have taken too long, because Gabriel was knocking on the door.  "Trouble?  Are you still alive in there?" He chuckled.

"Yes, just letting my sore muscles soak."  I mumbled groggily.  Or I think that's what I said, I was practically falling asleep in the bath.

"Trouble, I need you to get out now.  It sounds like you might pass out in there.  I will give you to the count of 60, and then I am coming in, whether you are covered or not!"

I rolled my eyes.  I just want to rest, can't he understand that?

"1,2,3,4,5..." I could hear through the door.  Ugh!  I sat up and pulled the plug on the tub.  Then I stood with a groan as my muscles protested the movement.  "20, 21...Are you okay?"  Gabe's voice sounded panicked.  "I'm coming in!"

"Wait!"  I called scrambling for my towel.  The door flew open and even though Gabriel had just entered the bathroom his hand was over his eyes.  I wrapped my towel around me quickly.

"Trouble?"  He was reaching out blindly with his hand to find me. 

"I'm fine Meanie.  Just sore.  Oh, and I'm covered now."  I looked like a drowned rat in only a towel but the important parts were covered.  Gabriel removed his hand and grabbed another towel to dry my hair for me.

As he reached for my brush he called out, "Nate!  You got any IcyHot or Aspercream or BenGay?"

I could hear Nate jog down the hall.  "I have Arnica cream, why?"

"Trouble is really sore."  He had begun brushing my hair.  Nathan just stood there looking at us.  "NATE!"  Gabe snapped his fingers at him, "Stop gawking and go get the cream."  Gabe laughed at his brother.  Nathan's cheeks tinted pink before he turned to leave.

When Gabe finished brushing my hair, he left the bathroom for me to put my clothes on.  "Trouble, just put on your bra and panties and if you feel more comfortable, your sleep shorts.  You can keep your chest covered with the towel, but it will be better if we can get that cream rubbed into as much of your skin as possible."  He spoke through the door.

Right now, looking at myself in the mirror, I am wishing I had better looking bras and panties.  Something sexier than this white grandma looking bra and cotton brief panties.  Never before have I wanted a guy to see me in my underclothes.  But these last three days, being with these boys, while they are exercising in next to nothing and sweating that sexy sweat... they are bringing out a tigress, she-devil that has been locked away, deep down for almost 18 years.

I did as Gabriel told me and held the towel over my chest as I came out of the bathroom.  "Come lay down on your back on the bed, Trouble."  He climbed on the bed above my head.  He took hold of my hair and laid it out above my head.  He still had the brush and started brushing it again.