The nerd can fight?

Part 17

I woke up groggy and disorientated I didn't know where I was but may I just say the bed was very comfy so I highly doubt I was kidnaped. However, when I did try to move I couldn't like I was tied down. I peeled back the sheets but they got pulled back over.

"stop moving princessa" Xander said. I did as I was told but looked at the clock on the wall it was 5:30 I needed to get up and gone before I was late.

I wiggled my way out of Xanders arms and quickly hurried back into my room. However, fate just had to bring two heavily armed guards and a locked door. Brill just brill all my clothes were in there and I wasn't in training clothes.

"Guys can you let me the fuck in before I chop of your balls and put they in a pickle jar for safe keeping" I yelled probably waking everyone else up in the progress.

"sorry Grace boss told us to keep everyone out of here" sam said

"well tell your boss that if I can't get in there then I can't get clothes and I'm not going looking like this" I ranted walking back and forwards in front of MY room.

"Grace stop causing trouble and get ready" Xander said walking out

"oh well done big shot cause I can get past two heavily armed guards who trained their who lives to be in a gang and their just going to go down without a fight aren't they" I said sarcastically

"clothes are on my bed"

"I am not having clothes you give to your one night stands thanks so move aside boys"

"Grace go and put them on before I put you in a pickle jar" he called from the hall

" estúpido líder de la pandilla y su orden de paquete que se podría pensar que tenían una mente de su propia, pstupid"

(gang leader and their pack order you'd think they had a mind of their own but no I guess not)

I walked in to find a very big hoodie and underwear which I refuse to wear and my sports leggings. How come he was allowed in my room but I wasn't that really doesn't seem fair if you ask me but hey ho its off to work we go. I walked down the hall getting glances from all the maids. Ermmm did I do something I wasn't suppose to.

I walked into the training room as it came to a silence. Right I was starting to get pissed of now, it doesn't take a lot but seriously what have I done to made literal conversations stop and people to stare at me like I was a ghost.

"WHAT IS EVERYONE LOOKING AT SERIOSULY WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG?" I yelled completely loosing my cool. Sam walked over to me and dragged me into a corner

"please tell me you didn't sleep with him Grace I'm pretty sure he has an STD from all the girls he slept with" he said almost desperate

"slept with who Sam what the fuck is going on I feel like a have a sign on my back saying hey look at me" I whispered yelled

"I mean you kind of do. That's Xanders jumper actually his favourite one I'm surprised he gave it to you. He sort of claimed you by putting you in the jumper" he explained

"oh hell no" I said taking it off and putting it on a hook walking in only my sports bra and leggings. Right so now I was cold great.

"lets go Perras" I yelled out to everyone. "right 3 laps back here by the time I'm done" I yelled out and started my run I planned on running to forget everything that just happened.

(bitches)

I ran and ran until I couldn't feel my legs. A burning sensation in my legs was a good kind of burn something that I enjoyed the feeling of like I was doing something to my body to improve my fitness. Once I reached the end all the men started filing in huffing and puffing but not as bad as the first time I trained them. They were awful before I got my hands on them.

We then moved onto combat but with a boxing bag. Although it didn't move it helped them to learn their own strength. Some of the guys hugs are like being crushed by a machine. I watched them hitting the bag with their full force. I honestly felt bad for the bag if it was a human it would have multiple bruises or even broken bones. I felt bad for any gang that went against theses guys they would be battered. Most of the men trained harder than I did which is kind of impossible. I was impressed that they had such a commitment to this place but it was falling apart and it needed a good fresh layer of paint.

That was my next job. Making this gym actually look like a gym and not some sort of torture room. I was planning on getting spare things from my family gym hoping my dad didn't mind considering I was doing what he told me to do.

"GRACE GET YOUR ARSE HERE RIGHT THIS FUCKING MINUTE" Xander boomed through the house.

"fan-fucking-tastic I swear if he ruins my mood I'm not going to be happy" I said mostly to myself but someone the guys heard and started laughing while I started walking to him.

"whys my jumper on a hook and not on you" he raged

"long story short I didn't want to wear it" I shot back

"Why the fuck not do you have any idea how many men are looking at you like your a piece of meat" he yelled back

"Xander leave it alone ok I'm not going to be one of your bitches like you want me to I will not fall into line I am loyal to people who earn it and currently you haven't" I yelled walked out on him and with that I left.