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The Trainer | {h.s}
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Ongoing, First published Apr 13, 2014
"You came to me to learn how to fight. Don't get mad at me now for pushing you too hard. We're both here for that exact reason, darling. Now up; ten more." 

"Shut the fuck up. I asked you to teach me, not to break me." I grumble. Yet, I stand and grab the bar again, hands still slipping from the sweat.                                                                    

"What's the difference? You always work a bit harder when I piss you off, don't you? Let's go, I know you can move faster than that."
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It's been 6 years and I am now 16 years old. I still live with One Direction and my twin sister Leah. My boyfriend of 2 years, Hunter, and I are going smoothly. The names Parker, Mia Parker. I have spent more time at the ring, more time boxing. I feel more aggression more anger, I can't control. I don't know why. I don't want to risk hurting anyone that I love so I stay locked up in my room most of the day listening to music or I am down in the gym, Louis had built for me and Liam. I feel like I am getting worse and worse every day, I can't control my anger, I get angry over the slightest things, like it being to bright out or it being to early. My strength is something I can't control, my eyes turn from bright blue to a deafening dull grey. I shut down from everything else and I become a Fighter.