07

I know it was pity but these people needed a reality check.

« That will never happen, Donovan uses drugs to relax. » Jennifer opens the door, she walks out and I followed quickly behind her.

She was in denial so was he. You don’t just use drugs to relax, they fuck up your mind, your body.

I guess I wasn’t the only one training, there was a good mixture of men and women but they all looked so strong, I had noddle arms compared to them. Jennifer placed me in the line, she stood in front with another man beside her.

« Everyone partner up. » Jennifer shouts.

I turned to look at people around me, they all partnered up while I stood by myself. I looked stupid standing here alone.

« Genevieve you’re training with me. » She tells me.

« Lucky me. » I whispered under my breath.

I moved to stand in front of her, everyone was in some type of position so I just copied. I stared into her green eyes which were a lot like mine, it felt weird like I was staring into a mirror. I shook off that feeling, either punch or get punch.

Jennifer threw a punch at me, I ducked it by a couple seconds. She tossed her leg up almost hitting my face if I didn’t fall to ground, she jumped on me holding me down. She punched my stomach trying to weaken me, I lifted my elbow slamming it across her nose making her fall back. My dad always taught me that if you opponent is on the ground it isn’t a fair fight.

She slid her leg across the ground making me fall back again, this time I hit my head against the hard ground. She climbed on top of me and started throwing her fist at me, I blocked it with my forearm.

« This isn’t a fair fight, we’re in the mafia for crying out loud. » Jennifer screams, she punched my rib.

I noticed that her legs were weakly wrapped around my torso, I kicked my legs up trapping her head between them. I rolled us over, I added pressure. I noticed that everyone has stopped fighting and was now watching us.

« I’m not one of you guys, get that through your thick skull. » I shouted breathless, I was out of breath due to all this moving around.

« Right you’re just a two cent stripper. » Jennifer seeth.

She managed to somehow wrap her legs around my neck, she was pushing down on my throat. I wrapped my arms around her legs, digging my nails into her thighs.

« You ruined my life, it’s always been about you. » Jennifer growls while flipping me over, she pushed my face into the dirt. I started to kick around, my oxygen was disappearing.

« The day you were born, my life ended. »

She was sitting on top of my back, pushing my head deeper into the mud. She’s clearly crazy, I don’t even know her.

« The perfect abandoned daughter and what did I get, the teenage daughter who got pregnant. » Jennifer laughs.

I grabbed her hair and flipped her over me, she slammed onto the ground and I wasted no time to climb on top of her. I punched her in the face over and over again.

« You’re fucking crazy ! » I shouted in between punches.

I punched her in the rib like she did to me, blood covered her entire face. Someone grabbed my waist pulling me off of her, I kicked in their arms wanting them to let me go.

Jennifer stood up slowly, she touched her bloody lip before spitting out blood.

My chest was heaving up and down so was Jennifer’s. I probably looked like an insane person with grass in my hair and mud covering my face.

« I’m going to kill you. » I tried jumping at her but the persons arms tightened around my waist preventing me.

« With what ? Huh ? With your stripper heel. » She laughed.

« Jennifer enough. Go to your room. » Donovan shouts.

Oh so that’s who was holding me back.

« She started it, I was training her. » She huffs.

« You liar, you were going to kill me. » I shouted.

« Get to your room, Jenny. » Donovan’s tone dropped dramatically, he sounded scary. It must be a genetic thing because he sounded just like Nathaniel.

Jennifer rolls her eyes while picking up her muddy jacket off the ground. She walked over to the house without saying another word. Wouldn’t want to brag but I basically kicked her ass but the excitement didn’t stay for long because Donovan turned me around and I could see the anger on his face.

« Nathaniel is going to kill me, look at your fucking face. » Donovan shouts.

Does he care that much about my safety ?

« He doesn’t like his subs with bruises that he didn’t cause. »

« Right because I’m his toy, got it. He doesn’t like when other people touch his toy. » I mumbled, angrily.

« That’s just how it is, Genevieve. » Donovan says.

« Fuck you and your twisted brother. » I pushed his arms off of me, I stormed inside.

Once I got to my room I slammed my door shut. I sat on my bed and glanced down at my bloody knuckles.

That’s not who I am, I don’t fight dirty, I’m not like them and I’ll never be like them.