"I love you not because you sing with my angels.. but because you dance with my demons."
disclaimer- I don't own twilight, it owns me. all credit goes to Stephanie Meyer except for the characters I create.
published 11/1/15
completed 5/7/16
We all need something to believe, gotta find our destiny I've got her and she's got me I see her when I close my eyes, she's my only guiding light, never gonna say goodbye
Cause I see the stars and the freckles on her face, and I'm seeing God every time she says my name So Mother Mary pray for me, without her I'm so lost Her love is my religion
Justice:
"Head down, arms up." Jake commands.
I nod and do what he tells me. We're training for when the other pack comes.
My hair is tied in a high, tight ponytail, I'm wearing a black bra and blue yoga pants. Jake is shirtless and wearing grey sweats. We're in our front yard and Django is playing with one of his toys a few feet away from us.
Jake is a real hard-ass in training. He went from boyfriend to trainer in .02 seconds. When I was working with Rosalie, I knew to expect a bitch because that's what she is. With Jake, I didn't know what to expect.
"You will never over power a wolf, but you can outsmart them." He tells me as he holds up his palms for me to punch, "When you punch, tuck your thumb in and make a fist."
I nod and try focus. My hands form a fist and I throw a punch at Jake's fist. It barely even moves his hand. He just raises his eyebrows, both of us knowing how terrible that was.
"Jake this is hopeless." I groan, getting frustrated.
"No it's not." He encourages, "You need to follow through with the punch. Don't lose all the power you have in the beginning. When you punch, keep the power and keep your arm straight."
I take a deep breath and throw a punch exactly like he told me. His hand goes backwards as I punch it.
"There you go baby girl!" Jake laughs.
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My knuckles sting, "Ow!" I yell.
Jake chuckles, "Yeah that won't be fun the first few times."
"Okay, again." I tell him, wiping sweat off my forehead.
"This time, I'm going to throw punches at you and you need to dodge them. Okay?" He asks me.
I nod and put my arms up again. Jake takes the same position. He takes a step forward and throws a punch to the left. I squeal and duck.
