Hitman |n.h|

23

I look at Amy with a look that could kill.

"You don't look so happy to see me!Well too bad," she snickers and I huff,giving Niall a look as he tries to cover up a smile.

"We start training tomorrow.Only if you're up for it." She says finally and walks out the room.

I've been biting my tongue ever since she's been in the room,and as I let my teeth retract from my tongue,I can taste the blood lingering in my mouth.

Niall is the only one left in the room and I storm up to him.

"You're really trying to kill me," I screech.

"What?"

"You know we aren't going to get along.Shes a bitch,"

"Well that should make your training 10 times better.You fight for a reason.You don't like her,so you'll be serious." He says and starts to walk off.

"No.No way.I can't tra-wait," I stop and look at him through my now small eyelids.

"Where is she staying?"

He laughs and puts a hand through his hair.

"Now that's another thing you have to fight for."

****

We sat in the living room with an eerie silence.

The only thing in the background was the faint sound of the T.V-which had a football game on.

Giants vs Steelers.

I wasn't hungry at all,just watching Amy be all over Niall had my stomach in knots.

They sat on the loveseat together and I tried to keep my gaze to a minimum,but it was impossible with Amy running her fucking hands through his hair and telling him how much she missed him.

I finally got up with a loud bang,making everyone look at me.

I rolled my eyes and stormed to my room,changing,once again,to my workout clothes.

Any time I got angry or frustrated,I went to work out.

It got my anger out easily without damaging anything.

I slammed the gym door shut and grabbed the jumprope and started to jump.

One,two,three...

I increased my speed with each jump.

She thinks she's so pretty,

Twenty-two,twenty-three...

She thinks that she's so smart,that she's so strong,

Forty-one,forty-two...

I stopped at 50 and threw the rope across the room.

I put my hands on my sides and shook my head,wiping my mouth and moving to the sand bag.

I stop mid-punch when I hear a voice:

"Slow down,"

I turn my head around to see Niall looking on with arms crossed.

I roll my eyes.

"So she wasn't pulling your interest anymore?" I ask as I start to punch.

I'm not a second choice,

I'm not a second choice.

I hit harder and faster as I feel his hand on my waist.

I turn swiftly and push him.