Chapter 72

My dreams of an easy work out went out the window after the sixth time he tossed me to the ground. Straddling me he let out a string of frustrated noises and scrambled up.

"Come on Vicki. This shit is child’s play," he berated me pacing across the clearing.

"Yeah, for you! A man that has a good 50 pounds on me. If not more!" I shouted back irritated.

"Right now, you'd be lucky if you could fight Benjamin!" he retorted.

"Then why don't we just stop! It's obvious that you’re not going to be able to teach me anything! Why are we still doing this?"

"Because, if we are going to end this apocalypse, we are going to need you to survive! We all need to survive! What are you going to do if one of these Eaters gets too close to shoot at? What happens if you don’t have a knife? What then, Victoria? Let's not even think about what would happen if you met a man who wants to rape you! Don't you remember Dilly?"