The distressed love

Chapter 3: intensity (short)

        I got dressed in a Nike out fit for the day to train in. I went to the gym and started my 35 push-ups I promised my coach. My coach name was Theo Chance, he had nice brown skin and he is very handsome. He's only 38 with a very promising look of hard work and dedication. I was doing my push-ups when I heard the gym doors open. A guy walked in he looked like he was in his early 20's, he was quite the look at if you ask me. He looked at me and smiled showing his pearly whites. I couldn't help but smile back, he was tall like 6'4 tall. He had tattoos all over his body and dark brown piercing eyes that could pierce your soul.

He looked away after a second or two and took off his shirt showing his muscular back and all the tattoos on it, But then I noticed something, there were scars going down and across his back. They were red and freshly cut and stitched up, but under them were tattoos of symbols and pictures. It looked beautiful, like a painting of life. But they were torn from the scars that were so freshly done.

I finished my push-ups and walked around the the gym towards the punching bag, tapping up my hands and wrists. I put my head phones in and listened to ' money made me do it ' by post Malone, yes I know I'm a post Malone crazed fan but his music makes me stronger and I just love him period. I started punching the bag doing combinations. I keep doing what I do best and that's punching the bag.

I felt the gentleman over on my left side looking at me intently, but I continued to work letting the sweat drip of my forehead onto my chest and down my arms. The heat between me wasn't from the work out fully, it was from the man over there staring at me work out.  But yet again I continued to work punch and dodge. He was a gorgeous man indeed but I tried not to let that be my focus.

Coach was over in the corner on his phone laughing and joking with people. I guess he knew what I had to do until ring time, where I had to box in the ring with one other opponent.

Marchaney p.o.v: couple hours earlier

I had just gotten released from the hospital today around 2:45 because they had me stay for an extra 4 hours to make sure, which I found bizarre because they didn't do anything for like the first 2 hours I was there. I started walking right down that side walk again where I was found last night, I felt like I should work out a little to get the tension off my body and mind but my stitches were still fresh. I was gonna go to Hall Browns work out center but I walked past an abandoned looking place that said Theo's gym ..... I heard grunting and punching and chains rattling so I walked inside. I saw a girl with long blonde and brown hair, fair tan skin. I smiled at her when I saw her face, she was beautiful she had dark grey eyes and pink lips . She smiled back at me, my insides turned inside out. She truly was just down right gorgeous to the bone.

Her body was incredible, she was fit ..... she had nice long legs and She was putting in hard work.

I went to my own punching bag and took my shirt off, I wanted to get more toned because I'm a 23 year old man I'm not incapable to look good and feel good. I felt her staring at me as I just stretched my arms and legs, I felt heat from the stare that she had displayed onto my skin making me itch and nervous. I knew she was staring at the scars on my back.

Ryland p.o.v:

I knew he knew I was looking at him but I couldn't help it, his scars and tattoos made me wonder what they were about. Like I said just like a story. A beautiful story or a scary nightmare...what if it was a beautiful nightmare ?