Possesive

Chapter 1

This was it. The first day of 'my recovery' as my mother liked to put it. I wasn't such a fan of her choice of words. She of course insisted on driving me to the class, probably not trusting me to actually go if it was left in my hands.

We pulled up outside of the building. A huge sign hung above the doors saying MICK'S GYM. I already didn't like the sound of it.

"Okay, so I'll pick you up at six thirty, the classes are two hours long, unless of course you want me to go in with you because I don't mind, it's completely up t-"

"Mom." I cut her off "I'll be fine" I opened the door and climbed out of the car "I'll see you at six thirty, okay?" I tried to give her a smile of reassurance but I don't think she bought it.

"All right, if you're sure you're okay on your own." she smiled at me. "I'll be fine I promise." I shut the door and waved at her through the window and started towards the gym's doors. I put my hand on the doors handle and pushed taking a deep breathe. Here goes nothing.

I made my way inside of the building and took in my surroundings. There wasn't much to the place if I was being honest. A small square room. Plain white walls. A reception desk in front of you as you walked in with a very grumpy looking man sitting behind it, staring at a computer screen angrily.

I walked toward the desk, clearing my throat to get the man's attention. He slowly dragged his eyes up from the screen and looked at me tiredly. "Can I help you?" he asked uninterested.

"Yes actually, I'm here for a kickboxing class, with..oh what was his name again..Oh! Thanatos Cane! Yeah I'm here for his kickboxing class." he stared at me like I had two heads. "Right..okay...you're going to head through that door" he said pointing at a door to the right of us "and Thanatos should be in there somewhere" he looked back down at his screen, silently dismissing me. "Um..okay. Thank you" I walked through the door and into the room.

It was massive. There was a huge boxing ring in the centre of it and various different punching bags and other exercise equipment I wasn't particularly familiar with. I thought the room was empty at first until I heard the sounds of grunting and the loud noises of something hitting another surface. I looked over at the source of the noise and saw a man punching a punch bag. Hard. It was swinging back and forth violently with the force of his punches.

"Excuse me?" I said but he didn't seem to hear me. "Excuse me!" I said louder this time. The man caught the bag in his hands and turned around to look at me. "Are you Thanatos?" I asked shyly. "The one and only" he smirked making his way towards me.

"You must be Cara?" he asked rubbing the sweat from his face with a small towel.

"That's me" I smiled up at him. He was incredibly tall and muscular. Now that he was up close I could get a good look at his face, he was handsome, like really gorgeous. Dark Hair, dark eyes, a nice amount of facial hair..

"Staring is rude you know" his voice snapped me out of my creepy staring daze. I quickly looked away from his smirking face, feeling my face heat up. "Sorry" I mumbled under my breath. "So, where is everyone else?" I asked attempting to change the subject.

"These are private classes, just you and me" he winked, that same smirk still on his handsome face.