Meet Ella a simple minded girl who just wants to go out of her small town to grow as a person. She is quirky, naive and shockingly not a nerd. Technology is not her Bestfriend so witness on how she will navigate the Big city armed with her charm and...
I was awake for I don't know how long. It is embarassing that I fell asleep while Gideon is tending to my scrapes and burn. You can not blame me. He is applying the cream so gently it feels like he is caressing me into sleep.
I think he can be also a massage therpist. He is a jack of all trade he can work also in parlors since he can style my hair. He can do whatever he wants.
I tried moving both of my hands and I notice it is wrapped in bandage so I look like boxer.
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So cool.
In excitement I stand up and tried a pose like those boxers do when they are picturing for a fight. I raise my fist like I will punch someone and tried to punch the air sloppily and that is the scene Gideon witness when he opened the door.
His gaze did not deter me. I continued punching the air pretending I am punching an enemy. I tried to dodge imaginary uppercut my enemy throws at me. I look like a person dodging flies and other insect and not doing shadow boxing at all.
I might be the next Mujahed Abby If I practice harder.
"Who's Mujahed Abby Love?"
He read my mind. He is really a werewolf I am still fighting my imaginary opponent. When Gideon ask. This fudger tried a right hook but I dodge. Take that motherfudger!
"The boxer."
"That's Muhammad Ali Love."
"Same thing."
I stop. Standing up straight I look at Gideon and smiled sheepishly.
"Done?" I shrugged my shoulders.
"No this fudger is hard to hit. We are on a break. Round 2 will commence later."
He nodded as if he understood what is happening.
He walk towards and grab both of my shoulders and look at me in the eyes.
These sparklers that I can't get enough. So beautiful.
"I am not. You are."
I say it outloud again.
"Yep. Nothing new." He stare at for a moment maybe deciding if he will ask me or not. Worry is clouding his eyes.
"Are you ok love?"
I nodded.
"Are you sure?"
I nodded again.
"You can take the rest of the day Love. No one will force you to work after that incident."
I shake my head. " I can go back to work. Don't worry." I touch his cheeks because his expression is still not changing. Still worried. "That incident is not the first time. It happened to me before but in a different setting. I am just shaken up because the last time that happened was a long time ago."
