Unfolded(On Hold)

Chapter 4

My eyes slowing traced over his tall frame. Water rolling down his collarbone to his abs. His hair sticking ever so lightly to his forehead. And him being only a few feet away from me, sent my heart thudding away in my chest. I was definitely checking him out without fully realizing it myself. His waistline had the perfect 'v' cut that was currently disappearing below the towel."See something you like beautiful? You know I always heard it last longer if you take a picture." He gave me a quick wink and smirked slyly. My cheeks instantly heated up from his remark, eyes darted to the floor. I let my own small smirk form onto my lips.

"Yeah actually, I do see something I like" I pushed past him into his room to a beautiful Limited Edition  Advanced Warfare Xbox 1 siting on a shelf of his tv stand. Unfortunately, none of his games were on display for me to see. Wait, he has a perfectly filled game room and a system in his room .....seriously, pointless. I turned to see Zayn still standing in the doorway with a disappointing look in his eyes but the look quickly faultered as he walked over to stand directly infront of me, standing chest to chest as he glared down at me as I quickly returned the look.

"You can get out now!" His voiced boomed throughout the room, his chest rumbling against mines. I slightly flinched because his voice was laced with so much venom but weirdy I couldn't help but to laugh at his sudden outburst.

"Sorry to tell you Zaynie" I sucked my teeth, "But..You don't scare me not one bit, there is absolutely nothing  you can do that'll scare me but like I said before the food is ready and I've done my days work, I'll just eat and leave. Tell your mother I said Goodnight."  I slammed my shoulder into his before making my way back into the kitchen. I sat the island eating my food being startled again at someone banging on the front door. Before I could even react Zayn was already flying downstairs opening the door. A tall man whose eyes caught mines almost as fast as mines caught his. He had dark blonde hair with white blue eyes, his lips were full pink and he was a tad bit more muscular then Zayn. Something about him though was very...familiar. A bright genuine smile crossed his face ashe walked towards me taking long strides.

"You look strangely familiar have we met before? My name is Jackson" he reached down to hold and kiss the back of my hand causing my face to turn bright red.

"Oh..ah..Um.. m.. my name is Rain"

"Well, Rain I can't quite remember where I know you from but why is a beautiful and innocent girl like you here with Zayn?" Before I could even open my mouth Zaynie there beat me to it. He knows nothing about me but that haven't stopped him from being a asshole. I wonder why he's so mean..... I mean his mom have lots of money, beautiful house and looks to be very spoiled. Maybe he's feeling neglected or something since she comes home late. I know that feeling all too well and honestly I was beginning to feel bad for him.

"Jackson she's just some stupid maid, don't even bother with her, come on" he spat out.

And there it goes, all the sympathy I tried to feel for him just disappeared. I glared at him the best way I could. If only looks could kill. I hopped off the barstool by the island, got my bag from the front door and told the driver I was ready to go.

The driver dropped me off at home in no time. I was so excited to see my mother and tell her about my crappy first day but to my surprise I ran into Castor instead. He turned to me and for once in my life I saw concern and empathy behind those great big brown eyes of his.

"Castor," I spoke cautiously," What's going on?"

"Rain, I'm sorry...your mother felt horrible that you had to take on a job because of her lack of responsibility...so..she decided to get a job at the strip club." He let out a long sigh and for the first time I actually knew he cared. He might beat on me terribly and sometimes my mom but when it comes to her... he cares so much. I didn't even want to dwell on it. I was just to exhausted before I knew it I was fast asleep in my bed.

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School just been flying by extremely fast lately. For the past two weeks I've been stuck with Zayn. I was so frustrated and stressed out by his little remarks . And there I was done with work sitting on the couch, apparently even if I'm done I'm not allowed to leave until 10 o'clock. It was currently only 6.....

YAY Me

You know in those old cartoons where a lightbulb pops ontop of the character's head whenever they had a idea, whelp ...I just had that moment.

I totally forgot about training and working out. I had even forgot that I was allowed to use there gym. Lucky for me I never leave the house without a compression sports bra, compression shorts and a pair of mma gloves. I grabbed my hobo bag,threw my hair into a messy bun and changed in the bathroom nearest to the gym.

Yesssss, this is just what I need. As soon as I entered the room I began stretching not realizing that Zayn and Jackson where in there. 

A high-pitched whistle filled my ears when I started stretching my legs. Instantly gritting my teeth I turned around to see the two both staring me down like tigers looking at a piece of meat.

"How About you take a picture it'll last longer." Rolling my eyes and placing my hands onto my hips. Zayn took a few steps forward where he now was lingering over me hand on my waist.

He scoffed at me," Care to tell me why a girly girl like you are dressed like this in my gym, shouldn't you be somewhere cleaning babe?"

My jaw fell open, girly girl ...is he serious right now? A devious little idea popped into my head, oh I'll show him just the girly girl I am. 

I batted my eyelashes as I looked up at him," I'll tell you what, we fight...if I win you have to clean up this mansion for a week and I'll still get paid..no snitching and telling your mother." I said smirking rocking my hips back and forth a little bit.

He chuckled sweetly with a hint of dominance behind it, " You want to fight me, Reaper?" he pointed to his chest mockingly with a shocked look on his face," If I win I get....to see you clean this house in nothing but your underwear and oh make sure you wear something nice, SweetHeart."

My faced flushed with red. My freaking underwear really that's the best he can come up with. He just wanted me to feel as uncomfortable as I can possibly be. It doesn't matter though, he won't win." Deal!"

"Wait!"

It was Jackson's voice that now spoke up, "Did you say Reaper, your last name is Reaper?"

I nodded slowly surprised by the shocked this caused him

"Yeah, my name is Rain Reaper."

Then his eyes looked as if they were going to pop out his head," Dude Zayn you can't fight her bro,...she's..on her way to becoming a freaking legend. She's...The Dragon." When Zayn looked completely lost Jackson continued explaining." You know Rain ' The Dragon' Reaper, the reaper dojo bro where are your social skills.... she's a badass MMA fighter.!"

"Ah is she," he raised a eyebrow smirking at me now," Well, baby lizard let's fight."

Oh hell no, he did not mock my stage name. Zayn Miller you are going down!