Protect for Love

Chapter 56

Reyna’s P.O.V

            My heel connected with the side of the dummy’s head. My fists collided with its abdomen and chest. I took in the feeling of the rubber’s contact with my knuckles. It was a similar feeling as a person’s body, but this wasn’t as soft. My elbows smashed into the head and the heel of my palm hit the chin, knocking the rubber dummy over. I wiped the beads of sweat from my forehead and took in more air in my lungs. I didn’t even know someone was watching me.

            “Wow… is this where you go to rage?” she asked from the door. I turned to see Eleanor leaning on the doorframe.

            “Oh, hi.” I said as I picked up the dummy and took a drink of water.

            “What’s this room?” Eleanor asked walking in and looking around.

            “This is where we work out. I practise my martial arts here, along with a few other cousins. Some train for boxing, others for releasing stress.” I said as I motioned to the dummy I was pounding.

            “Is it just hand to hand you practise here?” she asked.

            “No. We do target practise and weaponry here too.” I explained. “Want to try?”

            “Um… is it safe?”

            “Yeah.” I lead her to the door in the back of the room. Inside was where we stored all the equipment we needed. I grabbed the box I needed.

            “Follow me.” I said. In the back of the room, there was a small target range. I set the box on a table and opened it up. Eleanor peered over my shoulder to see the content of the box.

            “Are those-?” she started.

            “Throwing knives.” I finished. I handed her six to start off and took six of my own. I

“I’m going to show you how to throw them.” We walked to the line in front of a target.

            “Okay, hold the blade close to the tip so you have a good grip of it.” I explained how to extend her arm so she could throw the knife at the target.

            “You go first. I want to see you do it.” She said crossing her arms.

            “Okay.” I said. I gripped the blade and whipped the knife at the target. As I expected, I hit my target’s centre. Eleanor looked at me in awe.

            “I’ve been doing this for three years now.” I explained. “Your turn.” Eleanor stepped in front of me and prepared herself. She did exactly as I said, and she threw the knife. It grazed the top of the target and bounced off the wall.

            “Nice try. Try throwing it as hard as you can. Maybe you could stick the target.” I advised. She took another knife and did the same stance. This time I saw she added more force than before since she let out a little grunt. The knife hit the target, but missed the centre by three rings.

            “Nice.” I said. She jumped and hugged me. “How did that feel?” I asked her.

            “That was pretty awesome.” She said.

            “Why don’t you finish off your knives.” I said. “I’ll join you.” I took the target beside her. I threw my knives after her. She was getting better, hitting closer to the centre of the target after each throw. Me, I hit the centre and one ring around it. She was down to her last knife.

            “Take your time El.” I said. She aligned her arm to the middle and focused. She tossed the knife with such force, her whole body moved. The knife zipped through the air and landed dead in the centre of her target.

            “OH MY GOD!!” she screamed. “I DID IT!!” I engulfed her in a hug.

            “Good job El.”

            “Thanks.” She said. She looked in my eye.

            “What?” I asked.

            “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” she asked.

            “Did what?”

            “Taught me how to throw a knife, or any sharp object.” She said. I stayed silent… because that was true.

            “Why?” she asked.

            “El… I taught you because you may have to know how to later.” I admitted.

            “What do you mean?”

            “I mean, tonight I’m going to be on stage. And I’m going to stay backstage. I don’t know if I’ll be able to be with you the entire show. And you know that Theresa’s been planning something, so just in case Paris can’t protect you herself-“

            “You want me to help.” She finished.

            “More like, I don’t want you to be defenseless.” I corrected. Eleanor sighed, looked away from me and walked away from me. She walked to the equipment room and pulled something out of it. She walked back out to me and placed something in my palm. It was a wooden dagger, the kind I use to practise my knife training.

            “If I’m going to learn how to throw a knife, I also have to know how to use it.” She explained as she held up her wooden dagger in her hand. “Teach me.” I nodded my head.

            “Stand over there…” I instructed.

 well this hasn't happened in awhile... TWO CHAPTERS IN TWO DAYZZ!!!! WOOOO! I'm really hyper right now, so there;s more where this came from. :) Happy reading!!!! ;)