I dated twins...

training gone wrong...

I met the boys down in the training room, they were in a full combat fight, of which I had realised if this is how I was training there was no way in hell that I was ready. the only fight I had ever won was taking the remote from crystal while she was watching the bachelorette and between us, It was not pretty.

I knocked on the door before fully entering the room so that they knew I was there. taron ran to me at full speed and I just managed to step out of the way before he could hit me. "well done you can move" tom said with a monotone voice. I rolled my eyes nd walked towards him, "and what can you do" his fist nearly hit me as I ducked, he tried again but still missed.

"so you can dodge, how well do you hit?" I went to punch him but found it wasn't as hard a punch as I had intended let alone hoped. this had happened before. I cant hit someone unless I'm actually in the mood or 'a mood' otherwise it would literally be the softest fist bump ever.

taron tackled me from behind as tom dodged the attack I fell face first on the floor. "never take your eye off your opponent" I struggled free of his grip but found it no use to fight back, so I used something my father taught me. my arms were being held down by his hands which meant that most of his strength was going to pinning my arms down. I lifted my knee striking him in the back causing him to wince and roll off me.                                                                                                               tom admired the fight his arms crossed over his chest and a smile playing on his lips. "I didn't take you for much of a fighter?" he teased, I scoffed. "I'm not" he laughed at me.

I remembered play fighting with my dad, I remember it being something light and fun instead of cruel and harsh like they fought. it seemed kind of pathetic compared to what they were doing, I guess I'm just going to have to hit harder.

I spent the rest of the morning getting used to fighting with tom, he'd throw a rude comment my way and I'd throw a punch his way. around 12:00 I got the hang of it, "I think we should stop now!" he said wiping a drop of blood from his nose. I laughed and ducked his fist skimming the top of my head.

"why? getting fed up of being punched?" he looked up at me with a raised eyebrow. "you can throw single punches but what about ones continuously? what if your only option to keep your opponent down was to kick the crap out of them?" I nodded "yeah only I couldn't do that" he laughed "your capable of more than you know..." he went deep in thought instead of finishing his sentence. this was becoming extremely cliché and to be honest I was getting a tad bored now that I wasn't punching someone.                                                                                                                  "Leah, she's your sister right-" this just took a turn for the worst, "-yeah" he nods "she's dead right" I nod "that was your fault wasn't it?" my fists, jaw and chest tightened all in sync, if he wasn't careful he was going to get hurt.

"wasn't it you who told her the doctors could fix her? then when they came to you about a 50/50 surgery that could have saved her life you refused because you couldn't stand the thought of losing her?-" I ran at him, tackling him to the floor before punching him again and again, harder and harder each time, until I heard his nose break. I got up off the floor and started kicking him. "you ever talk to me about that again and I swear I will break more than just your nose!" I yelled. arms quickly wrapped around me and dragged me away, I didn't struggle as right now just hearing that had broken what had been fixed inside me.

I was going to kick his ass. he got up again just fine wiping the blood from his nose as it continued to poor, it was clearly dislodged and I couldn't help but feel a little proud of myself for it. a small smile formed quickly as I watched him walk through the doors without looking back. "well so much for not being a fighter hey?" I rolled my eyes "your brother hurt my feelings plus that's already been said just get on with it" he scoffed as whoever was holding me put me down. "thank you" I said straightening myself out. the guy ran after tom and taron threw a gun my way. it landed on the floor making me jump. "are you insane?! what if that went off!?" he scoffed as I picked it up "don't be so dramatic" he moved toward me a gun in his hand as well. he raised his arm the closer he got until the guns cold metal was on my forehead.