Game Of Survival (Kellin Quinn Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

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Kat's POV

"Kat! Stop!"

I kicked the punching bag one last time before whirling around to face Kyle. His dark eyes were trained on me as he raised an eyebrow at me.

"You're early." He said, crossing his arms. I flipped my sweaty ponytail hair back and stood up straight.

"Needed to let off some steam." Truth was, I was trying to fight off my feelings for Kellin from last night. His eyes were so perfect as we stared and I felt as if we had a connection. His fingers on my sides, tickling me sent more than just giggles through me but electricity like sparks that shocked me.

I kept reminding myself not to fall for him before I decided to fight it off by myself, without Kyle here to supervise for a while.

Kyle nodded, still curious but didn't question me. "We're doing something different today."

He led me to a table full of boxing gloves with focus pads, hook and jab pads and more. He seemed impressed as I named them all without thinking, recognizing them since the last time I went to my best friend's, Jada, brother's martial arts class and he told me a lot about it. I remember her being annoyed at babysitting him but it was fun nonetheless.

"Do you trust me?" Kyle asked as he held the pads up in his hands after helping me strap on the boxing gloves. I raised an eyebrow but shrugged.

"Yeah, I guess." Suddenly he whacked the side of my head without warning, causing me to lose my balance and fall on my side. I looked up in surprise, pissed.

"What the heck?" He shook his head.

"You are too trusting, Kat. That's your weakness. Everyone here is an enemy until you are one hundred percently sure they aren't which shouldn't happen. Everyone wants to kill you somehow." He clapped the pads together and gestured for me to get up. "Come on, let's get this over with."

I glared and held my hands, waiting for his punch. I tried dodging but I was too slow and my head whipped to the side, pain spreading like fire.

We continued this until finally, I grew pissed and punched him in his side. It caught him off guard and he was hit, taking a few steps back, shocked.

"What was that?"

"You pissed me off." I said before sighing loudly, staring at the floor. He shook his head.

"You're just frustrated. Don't trust me. You can do it."

"How?"

"What if I told you I'm trying to make you lose? That all this training is just a distraction for your death. That everyone saying that you are better is lying to kill you first and laugh about it later. What about that?"

I was so taken aback, I felt my heart shatter and my mind spin. What if that was true? Was I seriously that stupid?

Kyle shook his head before gesturing me back to him. "Time to finish this up, Kitten. You know damn well I ain't staying here after times up."

Feeling the anger inside me, I marched over to him and glared as I waited for his move. When he swung, I ducked and punched and kicked, putting everything I had into it. I needed something to take out my frustration on and he was perfect.

I pushed him off me and walked away before plopping down on the floor, on the verge of tears but never crying. I couldn't trust anyone but I had to manipulative. I had to find the people I trust and I most certainly had to figure out whatever confusion I have in my head.