"Again!" Aaron yelled at young me laying on the floor, I bit my lip trying not to let out a sob. I accidentally let a couple tears slip out, which was a mistake.
"Are you crying?" Aaron kneeled forcing me to look at him.
I just laid there closing my eyes shut afraid to look at his raging eyes.
"I said are you crying?" He said more violently. "Answer me!" He finally yelled.
"I'm sorry." Six year old me said. "I won't cry again! I promise." I whispered getting up.
"Good, now again. Up left, duck, two right, block left, duck, block again then go for the...?" Aaron said while moving his covered hand.
"Side." I said throwing a punch to his side.
"Now remember, fingers tucked, your thumb lays across your pointer and middle finger and you punch with your two knuckles." Aaron said holding my hand reforming my fingers position.
"Again." He said holding out his hands.
I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I turned off the alarm and swiftly got off my bed and lazily made my way to my bathroom to start my morning routine.
After I took my shower I got dressed into my white top and mint green jean jacket and some black ripped jeans I picked out yesterday.
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{instead of those necklaces it's the same from chapter one}
I then went back into my bathroom and did my hair into two French braids putting on my black beanie{same as chapter one but a black one instead}.
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