It was Antonio's day off and it was also Sylvie's day off but he was filled with so much anger that he decided to go to his gym today. He was planning on meeting up with Sylvie later.
After finding out about his parents divorce, anger just consumed him. He, of all people knew divorce was possible for everyone. But when your parents are married for 40 years, you kind of think your parents would be the last people to get divorced.
It wasn't even that he was mad about the divorce, but with the way his parents handled it, especially his dad. He couldn't understand why he thought it was okay to embarrassed his mom in that way.
He was boxing with one of the regular teenagers that came to the gym when they were also having problems. He was glad that he could be there for teenagers the way his boxing instructors were there for him when he needed help when he was also a teenager.
"School treating you well?" He asked as they started getting ready to box. He was placing on his gloves as he slapped it shut.
"I guess." The boy replied which made Antonio feel like something was wrong. But he didn't pressed on the issue. He figured if he wanted to talked about it, he would.
"Guess it's a good thing you're here then, huh? Release some of that frustration." He said.
"That's why I'm here, Mr. Dawson." He said, in which Antonio rolled his eyes.
"Antonio. I keep telling you to call me Antonio." Usually, he wouldn't have snapped at that. How could he snapped on a kid showing him respect? But right now whenever said Mr. Dawson, it reminded him of his father. "We're friends here." He said, gesturing his hands around the room, letting him know everyone in here all had a common purpose.
Antonio tried hard to make this a safe haven for teenagers, or hell for everyone. And so far he was succeeding.
"Okay. Antonio." He said, making Antonio laughed in the way he said it.
"Let's get started." Antonio said, making his way into the ring.
A few hours later, Antonio was still at the gym. That was the problem with him, whenever he was at the gym, time just passed by for him.
They finally decided to get out of the ring since they were boxing for a long time. He threw him a rag to wipe his face.
"I guess I should get going. My mom might wonder where I'm at." The boy said and Antonio nodded his head.
"Okay. You might want to head into the locker room and take a shower first." He suggested with a smile.
Antonio watched as the boy nodded his head and turned to walked away. Another instructor came over to him. "You went pretty hard." He observed.
"Kid got energy. Will never end a session until the kid is done." He said as he took off his gloves when he heard footsteps of someone walking in the gym.
He turned his head and he smiled softly when he saw Sylvie. He turned to the instructor. "I'll catch you later."
He walked over to Sylvie as he smiled at her. "Hey. I wasn't expecting to see you yet." He said as he leaned forward and he kissed her cheek.
Sylvie nodded her head. "I know. But I was missing you." She said, smiling at him.
Antonio smiled at her. "Oh yeah?" He asked.
He noticed the teenager coming out of the locker room and he excused himself from Sylvie as he walked over to him. "Great session. I'll see you later." He gave him a handshake and then walked over to Sylvie.
"I'm sorry for disrupting. I can go if you want." Sylvie said, apologizing.
Antonio smiled and he shook his head. "No, it's okay. I have been here for hours." He looked around at the gym and then back at her. "You know, if you ever just want a session with me, I can teach you some defense moves." He offered.
Sylvie laughed. "What, you think I don't have moves to protect myself?" She asked.
Antonio laughed as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm sure you do. But maybe that was just an excuse to see you in your work out outfit. Take the hint baby."
Sylvie shook her head. "Could you really teach me anyway? I feel like you would be afraid of really teaching me."
Antonio laughed, shaking his head. "Why would I be afraid? I have been doing this for years." He said but then a thought occurred to him. "Do you trust me?" He asked.
"Hey." Sylvie said, placing her hand on his face. "I trust you more than anyone in my life. I know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me. I was just teasing."
He smiled at her words and then he leaned forward, giving her a kiss. He pulled away slightly. "Only a few more sessions and I know I can kick my dad's ass."
Sylvie laughed, but then she realized he was serious. "Antonio, no." She stroked his cheek. "Think about how this will effect your mother, Gabby."
Antonio took a deep breath and he nodded his head. "Fine." He leaned into her touch. "So, how about we get out of here and get dinner?" He suggested.
Sylvie smiled and she nodded her head. "Of course." She took her hand off his face and her smiled turned flirtatiously. "Oh and before I forget–" she said as she looked him up and down. "You are looking sexy in your gym outfit." She smirked.
Antonio grinned at her. "So, dinner at my apartment then?"
"Oh yes." She leaned up and she gave him a kiss. After a few seconds, she pulled away.
"I'll be back, okay?" He said and she nodded her head. He unwrapped his arms from around her and he kissed her cheek.
Antonio walked away from her and headed into the locker room. 20 minutes later, washed up and dressed into clothes, he walked over to her. "Ready?"
"Yes." She took his hand as his other hand carried his gym bag.
As they headed out of the gym, he looked over at her and he smiled at her. "Thank you, you know, for being patient."
Sylvie smiled at him and she nodded her head. "Always. No matter what, I'm always here."
Antonio nodded his head as he headed towards his truck. "Wait. How did you get here?"
"My car. But we can come back for that." She reassured him. "I just want to spend time with you today."
Antonio smiled and he nodded his head. "We'll come back for it." He promised as they stopped beside his truck. "We're going to have a good night."
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