I won

"Roan that's not the proper way to hold a knife" Larrison commented

"And your feet should stay relaxed. Why are you so shaky?" He positioned my arms and the proper formation

"Now, i want you to attack me, show what you've learned" he moved away and ready himself defensively

"I can't Larry" I protested, i cannot hurt him

"What?! Are we gonna argue with this again? Roana you can never hurt me love, you don't possessed enough that skill to hurt me in this" he groaned stressed of my constant complaints

I stared at him long enough and gave up. I charged towards him attempting to slice him on his side but he dodge it easily, of course.

"You shouldn't let your enemy know where you're aiming" he lessoned

I clenched the knife as I flipped it upside down and swung it exactly on his neck but caught my arm and his other hand twisted mine.

"Predictable" he taunted and twisted my hand painfully, gaining a loud groan from me as I dropped the knife.

"Don't tell me you're still the helpless woman I've met a year ago?, how sad, still the useless who loves to complain about simple things that even a child could easily done with" he suddenly vexed

The tension abruptly came crushing to me as my hands started to tremble.

"Look at you, trembling like a scared little mouse about to beg to spare her life, how pathetic" he provoked and was really working for me big time.

I pounded my knees on his abdomen and finally hit him. A small sign of victory lightened my chest, but then I noticed he didn't even flinch.

He smirked and released my hands. He was twisting and holding my leg for an impossible escape, he kicked my foot that kept me standing causing me to land flat on the ground with a thud.

"Im fucking annoyed Roana. We've been doing this for a fucking year and you never get better, im sorry but I have to do it" he stated before walking away.

I clenched my fist tightly, and shot up furiously

"Teach her a lesson" I heard Larrison ordered towards his group members.

Five of them walked towards me without any sort of emotion on their face.

He's kidding me.

"Larrison, you can punished me all you want by yourself, i promised i wouldn't complain" i begged

He didn't respond nor even pay any heed about me and just sat on the bleachers and watched me.

"I advise you to pay attention to us, if you highly prefer Larrison's punishment we can do it for you gladly" one of the guys stated with an underlying tone as if he was insulted.

"We won't take it easy even you are his lover, we don't really care about it" the other guy said

A flow of fright streamed down my system as I crawled back away from them after I've reached my knife.

"Fight back Khalil, at least impress us" the first guy challenged

I can't believe him. He's letting these five assholes punish me in front of him.

The tension continues building up against my chest. What does he think of me? I don't think a boyfriend can do this gruesome on his girlfriend.

I gazed at him and gave him a measuring look. He didn't even faze and stared back, challenging.

I sighed defeated and just accepted the punishment.

"You're no fun. Stand up weakling" the other guy provoked.

"Oho? Don't tell us you've only wanted to get punished by Larrison because you're head over heels on him, how desperate. Khalil Conrad, I'm telling you, he doesn't need a woman like you who can't even put up a nice fight and protect herself, you're just one of his hoes" they all snickered.

A sense of realization and hatred hit me hard and the hardship I went through, the pains I've endured for a year, the unending provocations I dealt with and the traumatic training streamed on my senses.

A harsh and forceful blow hit my stomach that every organ inside me churned painfully, I plunged limp on the ground holding my stirring abdomen.

They took away my knife and lacerated my upper thigh as they sneered terrifyingly.

I screamed my heart out as another cut in my skin felt everywhere in my body that I even lost count, I was bathing with my own blood trembling uncontrollably as I tried to free myself from being straddled by them.

A hoarse loud scream echoed around the place as they began to cut in my abdomen. It isn't that deep but certainly leaves a shallow scar, and even though it's not that deep, it still stings like a bitch at how many cuts they did.

This is too cruel.

"You're screams didn't sound like you wanted us to stop at all dear, it sounded like you're asking for more" the guy grinned as he slid my knife threateningly in my neck.

Larrison. You're cruel. You really managed to watch me like this while I can't even do a single scratch to you because I care about you.

Our memories suddenly played in my mind.

Our first meeting.

Our first kiss

Our first date

The nights we gladly shared together

His undying teasing

Our first training

A month of training..

Then noticeably he went different. Everything went different in the past couple of months.

Like he's getting tired of me.

My eyes turned blurry as I watched them pounce on me, kick me and even spit on me.

I don't feel any pain nor emotions at all.

Would it even hurt if I fight back?

Would they stop if I didn't stop them?

Are they still able to bother me after getting rid of them?

No.

So, it was all me who's tormenting myself.

It's all just me who's been wrong since the beginning.

I just need to do what needs to be done, and then I won't be bothered at all.

Someone gripped on my hair tightly forcing my attention to focus on him.

"I'm honestly impressed, you're still conscious, look at those eyes, are you taun-"

I jabbed my elbow forcefully on his throat making sure air won't ever travel on him again and swiftly clutching the handgun tuck on his pants and fired the other guy's head before he could punch me square in the face.

The place suddenly went loud but i wasn't paying attention to it as the guy managed to plant my knife on my arm when i tried to stopped it, i quickly move away from him as i notice the two other guy charging while pointing their gun on me but before they could pull the trigger, i aimed both of their legs and one of them fell on the floor while the other guy endured it and run to me.

I gunned him again this time at his chest as he collapsed on the ground. I hissed painfully when I felt a bullet hit my side as blood immediately flowed down.

"Roana stopped!" I heard a familiar voice

The guy who stabbed me fired his gun again but he missed this time. I ducked down and pulled the knife in my arm and threw it on his forehead. I turned towards the guy who's trying to escape and pointed my gun at his head ready to fire but my finger can't pull the trigger at all.

My bloody hands were shaking terribly and my vision was unclear.

No one's bothering me anymore.

I won.