It was the dawn of the day.
Octavia's sound sleep was disrupted by
a knock on the door.
Mica had been in the bathroom and
couldn't come out to get the door. So,
Octavia had to do it.
The knock persisted and she groaned as
she left the bed, walking towards the
door.
Her eyes were a little heavy, but she
forced herself to get to the door and
when she opened it, it inconvenienced
her to see it was Moscow - her supposed trainer.
His face fumed.
"What the hell took you so long to
answer the door?" He asked raucously,
but Octavia didn't reply.
"I'm talking to you" he said again and
Octavia lowered her gaze and replied:
"I was sleeping"
He chuckled and gawped at her.
You have fifteen minutes to get
dressed. Your training begins immediately" he scrawled and walked away.
Octavia shut the door and turned back
to the room.
Gosh! Why did he have to be her trainer, huh? Why him of all people?
The door of the bathroom opened
almost immediately and Mica walked
out, having just a towel around her wet
body.
"Who was that?" She asked.
"Moscow. He wants me to get ready for
training" Octavia replied and left the
door.
"Good morning" she added.
"Yeah, morning"
Mica went over to her wardrobe while
Octavia proceeded to the bathroom.
Some minutes passed and Octavia returned, also wet. By that time, Mica was already dome dressing up.
"Oh! Sh*t!" She suddenly cursed.
"I forgot to get the clothes"
She sighed and searched for something
in her wardrobe, throwing it at Isabelle.
"Here - you can make use of this for
now.I'Il make sure I get some on my way
back today".
"Thank you" Isabelle mumbled as she
turned around to dress up.
"Since you're going for training, you
don't need to eat for now. So, when
you're back and you need something to
eat, just go to the kitchen and find Paula, okay?"
T'Il make sure I get some on my way
back today"
"Thank you" Isabelle mumbled as she
turned around to dress up.
"Since you're going for training, you
don't need to eat for now. So, when
you're back and you need something to
eat, just go to the kitchen and find Paula,
okay?" She said and Octavia just nodded
in agreement.
After a while, she was done dressing
and she packed her hair and applied a
little wet to her lips.
"TIl be on my way now" Octavia said and
Mica turned to face her.
"Just be careful around Moscow, okay?
Do what he says. And don't be stubborn" she stated and Octavia nodded perfunctorily.
"Good luck" she said dismissively and
Octavia finally left.
Getting to the hallway, she found
Moscow waiting there for her. His face
was swollen.
"I said fifteen minutes" he gritted his
teeth when she got close. "You took
close to thirty minutes".
Octavia still didn't say a word as she
stood in front of him.
"When I talk to you, you make use of
your tongue", he suddenly gripped her by
the top of her shirt and said and Octavia flinched.
There was a short silence.
then, looking directly into his eyes, she
said: "Get your hands....away from me".
Moscow's eyes dimmed. His jaws
clenched. How dare she?
He scoffed and let go of her dress,
seating a grim smirk.
"Let's go" he grunted and started
walking away and Octavia quietly
followed
They got out to the open field and
Octavia fed her eyes with the few people
she'd seen.
Lots of boys and girls busy and having
fun. It brought so many thoughts to her
head as she imagined all of them being undee one man - Master Khalid.
Not even a man, but a boy. Yea, she
was sure he wasnt up to the age of a
man.
It was a long walk with Moscow but
finally, they got to their destination. It
was a gym - big and well equipped.
Wow!
Octavia had never been to a gym before
and she wondered if she'd be able to lift
a thing there.
"We need to work on your muscles first"
Moscow said, a venomous echo in his
voice.
"Go there and start with the weight lift"
he pointed out to it.
Octavia gulped hard and started towards it. She wondered why the gym had to be empty.
She got to the weight lift and tried lifting
it up but damm! It was too heavy for
her.
She grunted and tried again and
Moscow stood behind and laughed.
Then, with a mightier force, she tried
again and it worked.
She lifted it up, brought it down to her
waist level, up again, down to her waist
level...and so it went.
After that, she was asked to do one
more and it took some time before she
was finally done from there.
Damn! She was sweating real bad.
Moscow glared at her real bad, but
Octavia didn't care.
"Come on" he tilted his head and started
walking out and Octavia followed.
They walked for sometime and stopped
in front of a car and Octavia was
surprised when Moscow opened the
door.
"Get in" he said huskily as he got into
the driver's seat.
"Wh...Where are we going?" Octavia
asked, surprised.
"You don't ask me questions, Octavia.
You only do as I say. Get in" he rasped,
but Octavia hesitated for a while.
She can do this - she reassured herself.
She can fight anything that comes her
way.
Taking a deep breath, she turned to the
other side of the car and got in.
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To be continued!