Cries Out

Chapter 11

"Looks like someone is mad. " Jake says as he walks in.

"Yeah I need to get my anger out will you just leave me alone. " I say rolling my eyes as I punch the bag.

He walks over and stands there watching me. "Try this. "He says as he grabs my hips and moves me to where I am right in front of the bag instead of kinda facing it. "Then when you punch you can have full in force. Try it. " he says as he steps back.

I look at the bag and put myself I my hitting position and bring my fist back. I can feel his eyes boring into me so I turn my attention back to my hit. With as much force as I can master I punch the bag and it goes flying back farther than it has the whole time I have been in here.

"See it works keep trying. "

I roll my eyes and say. "Why did you come in here?"

"I was told to find you and tell you that if you work hard in here that maybe we could go and look at where we think they are holding your parents. Only by my say so tho. " he says as I smile creeps across my face. "What are you doing staring at me you need to start working. You have ten hours to lean how to shoot hit kick and throw knives. So let's get started. "

We worked for the next ten hours with nothing said except for his tips that turned out to help a lot. Everything I did he would write it down on a note pad. Turns out I didn't really need to learn how to kick but he did give me a few tips. Shooting was difficult tho. I couldn't keep it straight and when I did shoot I was off by two feet. But then we came to throwing knives which turns out I am great at. Every time I threw one it would land either in the dummies neck or chest where his heart was.

"Well I need to go talk to the boss so you keep working on shooting remember the tips I gave you. " Jake said before he left to go talk to the boss.

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Jake POV

To be honest she was great at everything we practiced. He shooting could be improved but nothing I couldn't handle. I made my way to the bosses office and knocked on the door before heading in.

Without even looking up he said. "What do you need Jake?"

"Well sir Alasha has practiced for ten hours and she is amazing. She can kick throw great punche that can send a man down with a punch to the chest. And she can grow knives better than anyone I know. " I say.

"He shooting is what matters most Jake. " he says as he looks up at me.

"Well sir there's problem there. " I say as I scratch the back of my head. "You see when she shoots she always misses the target by two feet. " I say.

"Well then it looks like she will be waiting a while before she can go out. "

"But sir you can't she has done so well and she can fight. She took down four people single handily and killed one. " I scream. "She can take care of herself. "

"That doesn't matter. What matters is that she is alive. Now get out. " he points to the door before i turn and leave.

What am I supposed to tell her now. She worked so hard for nothing.
I walk down towards her room and knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"Jake may I come in?" I ask as I lean against the door so I can hear.

"I guess you can. " she says as I turn the door knob and walk in. "What do you want. "

"I just wanted to tell you that you better go to sleep so we can leave in the morning. "With that she smiles a smile that shows all of her pearly white teeth.

"Ok I will. " she waves goodbye and I tell her goodnight before I go to bed.

The director shall never know.