Chapter 5 - Training with Ria And The Last Sister

I slept peacefully that night...

What, you think I'm gonna add something to that statement?

Well, kind of. I heard a lot of noise coming from downstairs, music and voices, but it was pretty distant and I ended up sleeping the whole night.

No screams, no sound, no interruptions, just a normal night.

I felt like a new, rejuvenated individual once the sun woke me up for once.

I was planning on checking out our house gym today. I hadn't really been keeping up with my training for a couple of weeks, and though it wasn't showing just yet, I still wanted to keep up.

As for how I look, I wouldn't say I looked like a bodybuilder or anything. Not even close, my muscle density was less something you would expect from a gym rat, and closer to that of a track athlete.

I took a bath, dressed up with whatever and left my room.

In the hallway, not a single sound could be heard.

Kind of uncanny.

Were they still asleep? No way, it's 10 am. At the very least Ria and Mia must be awake for their morning exercises.

Well, now that I think about it, those two are really good friends, so maybe they are not as eccentric when they are together.

I ignored it for now, and just headed to the gym upstairs.

There, I found one of the girls that was on my mind. It's Ria, her red hair flowing down her back and sides wildly, taking a respite from the twin tails she usually wore.

She dressed in casual gym clothes that perfectly framed her athletic figure.

Her orange eyes snapped at me once she finished her stretch, a bored, uninterested look in her eyes.

"Good morning loser" she said, her words mocking, yet her tone straight, like she was speaking facts.

"Where's Mia?" I asked, my eyes wandering around.

Mia and Ria were inseparable. They trained together, ate together, slept together, bathed together, and I'm stopping that train of thought before my mind goes to weird places.

Point is, they were best friends last time I checked, and now that I think about it, I haven't seen them interact with each other since I got here

"No idea" she responded simply, walking past me to get the gym equipment behind me.

"You two seem closer than before. I never thought I would see you and her get along"

"You think that? I wouldn't say we get along" I responded with a mocking tone as I also took some equipment.

"Well she's definitely been enjoying your return"

Right, not in the way she must be imagining it though.

"Why do you think that?"

"Well, She's just happier, I can't explain it."

Ria looked at me for a second, her eyes wandering to the equipment in my hands, deep in thought.

"For how long have you been training?"

"Around 4 months"

She seemed surprised with my answer, but complementing of any sort seemed off the table as she just nodded and started doing her own thing.

I did the same.

"What are you doing?" Her voice interrupted me after about two sets.

I stopped what I was doing to look at her. She was disgusted. It genuinely looked like I had just puked on her mouth or something.

"You didn't even warm up"

"Yeah, what about it"

A palm fell right on the middle of her face, making a loud sound.

"Are you fucking retarded?" She said in a low rumbling noise, before letting her equipment drop to the floor.

She got in front of me, looking up seriously.

"Drop the dumbbells brother"

I did as she asked.

"Now try and touch your feet with your hands."

"Alright?"

I did, could barely reach past my knees.

I felt her hand pushing against my back, forcing me to go lower.

"Fuck" I murmured, feeling the pain of my life as she started counting down from 30.

The longest 30 seconds of my whole life.

I sprang back up the second the number zero came out her mouth, walking around the room to try and stop the pain.

"Ahh come on, stop acting like a fucking baby" she said laughing on the side.

"Who the fuck stretches anyway"

"I don't know, maybe every single respectable athlete on the planet? Now stop moaning, we aren't even a third of the way there."

After about 10 minutes if torture, I was finally finished.

"How did you progress at all on your own?" She asked, sitting in front of me while holding her temple as I drank some water.

I ignored her for now, stretching my hand to get my dumbbells and start a real workout, but before I took, she took them in her hands.

"No, I don't trust you with anything now"

"So you want me to just stop?" I asked mockingly.

"No, I'll be making a new routine for you"

What?

She turned around, walking towards a pull up bar and standing beside it.

"Today is Monday, Mondays are back days"

she said as I walked to the pull up bar.

"Ah, and take your shirt off"

"What?"

"Don't make it awkward dude" she said, stretching out her hand to take my black shirt and pulling it up herself.

A little awkward, I helped her up and took my shirt off, throwing it to the side once I was done.

Ria didn't say a word, she just took a look at my bare torso, not a hint of embarrassment or anything of the sort on her orange eyes.

The same could not be said for me. She raised her hand suddenly, touching my lower abs.

I recoiled slightly, the abruptness of her action catching me off guard.

"Stop moving" she said, her eyes still locked into my body. She was looking at me like I was some kind of artificially created monster, a hint of incredulity in her eyes.

She moved up, pushing and grabbing into my skin with her warm hand. After a while she moved behind me, and did the same with the muscles of my back.

"So you've been working out for four months?"

"Yeah"

"How many times a week?"

"Two"

"Fucking liar"

"Hey! I'm many things, but one of those is not a liar." I responded indignantly.

"What's the fuss anyway, I'm not crazy big or anything"

She finally stopped feeling me up after I said those words, getting back in front of me as she looked me in the eyes.

"You're not, that's what's crazy."

I raised an eyebrow, confused by her words.

"So?"

"Your muscles are insanely hard and compact, I have never seen anyone with your type of build except for people that spend their lives doing body weight training"

"So, I'm like very talented or something?"

She didn't respond.

Instead, the deadpan look was all I , knowing I was trying to fish for a compliment from her.

A man can only wish.

"Five sets of ten, c'mon" she said and took a few steps back to watch me.

And like that, my new training regime devised by my younger sister started.

She occasionally did some of her own workout while keeping track of me, though to be honest, most of her training time consisted of fixing my posture and making sure I was doing her exercises correctly.

By the end of our training, I had a new image of Ria in my mind. She was actually a really cool girl.

My memories of her as a relentless bully that took every chance to make fun of me changed to an occasional bully that sometimes made fun of me, but was actually really helpful and patient.

A pretty big improvement if you ask me.

"Same time tomorrow?" She asked, taking a sip of her water as we walked out of the gum room into the hallway.

"Sure" I responded simply, before opening the door and letting her pass in front of me.

At the very same time we came out, Mia's room opened, from where Blondie came out.

It seems like she had just taken a shower since her hair was still wet, and she was in the middle of rinsing it with a . Covering her body she had a long white towel.

Ria walked in her direction, and for a moment I thought both would stop and greet each other like they normally did.

However, none of that happened. Ria just kept walking, not giving her a single glance, and Mia did the exact same thing.

Yup, those two are In the aftermath of a fight.

"Good morning Leo" she said Nonchalantly while walking past me.

I looked at both of them for a second, before shrugging and letting it go.

None of my problems, they have plenty of time to fix whatever happened between them in all of the days we'll be trapped here.

I made some basic post workout breakfast and had it with Emma since she was already up. We watched an episode of the new octopus game episode, and after that, I was going to go to my room and play some games.

But, when I was opening the door to my room, something caught my eye. On the very back of the hallway, a door I hadn't seen open finally did. And out of there, came the very last of my sisters.

Her name is Ava, and as you would expect, in a family full of gorgeous women, she wasn't the exception.

In fact, I would say she held a certain allure that seemed almost angelical.

Her long, wavy strands of beautiful pink hair ran down her back, and her forehead covered by her bangs.

A pair of green eyes adorned her Milky white face, two orbs that opened with surprise as they connected with mine.

Seems like she was not alerted of my arrival.

Did I say I hated everyone but Emma? Well sorry, I lied again. There is just one problem.

As soon as she saw me, a deep red blush covered her cheeks. She recoiled slightly, moving in her spot like a deer caught on headlights, before she ran back into her room, shutting it swiftly.

Ava was a certified recluse, a girl that never left her room if it wasn't for getting some nutrients in her system, and that was pretty much it. What does she do all day? Well, as crazy as it sounds, she streams herself playing games.

She is one of the biggest female streamers in the world, averaging hundreds of thousands on a good day, and doing it for up to 14 hours a day, everyday. She's honestly the money maker in this house.

I have watched some of her streams in my free time when curiosity overtook me, and let me tell you, she is a completely different person when those cameras start rolling.

"Good job bro, you scared the little butterfly" said Mia's all too recognizable voice as she peeked behind me.

"Seems like I did" I responded before taking a last sigh, and opening my room door.

"Want some company?"

I turned around slightly, watching her.

She was leaning slightly forward, her oversized white T falling further to the side of her shoukder, giving me a peek into her cleavage from this height.

She was smiling like she always did, her golden eyes shining with mischief as she waited for my answer.

I've actually been wanting to talk to her, set some boundaries between us before things got messy and uncomfortable for both of us.

Maybe this is a good time to talk things out with her.

"Sure, go ahead"