People thought I had a bad attitude. They didn't understand that I really didn't give a fuck what they thought of me.
I was supposed to do my make up and keep smiling brightly, that didn't sit well with me. I struggled to keep a job because I wouldn't let anyone talk down to me so my dad's old friend gave me a job as the receptionist in his gym.
Hot guys sweating and working out wasn't all that bad. I could handle myself so they usually left me alone to do my own thing.
All apart from one. Pete, or Mad dog as he's known. He was an arsehole. He had an incredible body and we were friend till i fucked him once. Since then he's been making life difficult so I didn't speak to anyone anymore.
Speaking of the devil. He walked through the door like he owned the place with his gang of sheep behind him "ahh those jeans make your ass look great Leigh" I raised an eyebrow and they all laughed walking into the Gym some winking and blowing kisses as they went. As I said, arseholes.
"Hey" my head snapped back up in surprise "hi?" A big guy stood in front of me not really looking me in the eye. He tossed money down in front of me and just stood there.
"I'm not a mind reader what do you want?" His eyebrows shot up before he resumed his emotionless face "to use the gym"
I rolled my eyes and lifted his money letting out a frustrated groan "you have enough here for a monthly pass plus you're joining fee" I quickly grabbed a form and slid it over to him.
"Fill this in before you leave and I'll file it for you" he nodded and grabbed the paper walking off into the Gym.
Not even a remark.. no cheek and no sexual jokes. He was a weird one for this Gym alright.
The night flew by with only a few people actually saying anything to me. That's how I liked it. Everyone was leaving and I waited patiently for the guy to give me the form before I could leave.
20 minutes after my shift finished I groaned and made my way into the gym to find him.
"Ooh came for another one of our famous roll arounds baby?" I stopped dead and gritted my teeth before turning to Pete.
"I think you've disappointed me enough for one life time baby. how about you go back to fighting your sheep and stop making promise's that you clearly can't keep"
I bobbed my head down to his manhood and winked before walking off leaving them all laughing. All apart from him of course.
I stopped a bit away from the new guy who was taking a little bit too much rage out on a punch bag. He looked furious and I just watched the muscles in his back stretch and bulge.
So fucking hot.. "have you done the form? My shifts done" he stopped and turned to look at me breathless before he nodded pointing to the bench next to his towel.
I grabbed it quickly and walked off to get it done so I could go home but Pete jumped down out the ring stopping me from walking.
"Your smart ass mouth is going to get you in trouble one day girl" I smirked and tilted my head mockingly "what's wrong? Did your feelings get hurt? Do you need a tampon?"
His jaw clenched before he grabbed my arms and pulled me closer "keep talking bitch" I gulped and tried to push him away "get your hands off me!!"
He smirked and grabbed my hip tightly making me yelp trying to pull his hand off "your hurti-"
"I would let her go, kid" he froze and looked behind me letting out a roar of laughter. I looked around to the new guy and shook my head "just leave it" he narrowed his eyes and walked closer pulling his gloves back on.
"Let's fight. I win you leave her alone for good" Pete let out another laugh and I struggled in his grip again starting to feel sorry for the new guy a little.
"You're on. If I win you stay away from her" I gritted my teeth and launched my head forward colliding our foreheads. He groaned loudly and stumbled back holding his face.
"Touch me again I'll rip your fucking arms off and use them to beat the shit out of you" the new guy walked in front of me when he tried to grab me again "deal. Let's go"
Pete clenched his jaw looking at me before he turned away climbing back into the ring. The new guy tried to climb in but I grabbed his arm.
"Don't fight him! He's unbeatable and it isn't going to stop him anyway" he shrugged and looked down to my hand on his arm making me pull it back quickly. I wasn't supposed to be touching people, I was to be impartial.
"I used you as an excuse to fight him" I nodded and cleared my throat before walking past him heading to file his form "don't you want to see his ass getting kicked?"
I stopped dead and shook my head "he doesn't hold any kind of impact on me beat up or not. I really couldn't care"
I continued walking but his laugh made me stop, for a serious guy it was oddly soothing. When I turned back his eyes were locked with Pete's and I gritted my teeth before walking back over, climbing on the side of the ring to whisper in his ear.
"Kick his ass" I quickly looked at Pete and smirked jumping back down. I didn't know who would win but I knew who I wanted to. I wasn't allowed to pick a side but as long as Pete knew I wasn't on his.
I glanced at the form and smiled. He only wrote his name.. no phone or address, nothing. Tommy Riordan. It suited him.
People gathered at the side of the ring getting excited. Some were chanting mad dog while stamping their feet, way too excited.
Tommy didn't even look fazed, he jumped in the spot cracking his neck then just stopped and waited for Pete to stop show boating to everyone.
Colt, Pete's manager walked into the middle of the ring and triple checked with Tommy that he didn't have a death wish.
He spoke to them quietly and they both nodded before Pete started dancing around the ring. He didn't even have to say anything he was just so fucking infuriating.
Pete leaped forward trying to punch Tommy but he dodged and began punching his face as hard as he could. Constant crushing blows to his head till he collapsed on the floor in a heap.
Tommy smirked down at him and wiped Pete's blood of his face before walking up to Colt with eyes blazed in hunger "you keep him away from her. That was the deal"
He raised an eyebrow but nodded quickly and climbed in the ring to check on Pete. I couldn't keep the chuckle in when I saw him trying to sit up still disorientated.
He got his ass whooped. This night will never be forgotten.. Tommy walked back over to the punch bag he was on and carried on working out while everyone watched in pure amazement.
This guy was crazy.. he didn't seem fazed by anything. I went to walk back to the reception and Colt leaned over the ropes "hey, you're supposed to be the receptionist not making these guys fight. I'll be talking to someone about this"
I raised an eyebrow at him and took a step closer trying to control the burning rage "you do that, and I'll be going to someone about sexual harassment and assault on fucking CCTV from your man over there. I put up with him because I need this job! How about you teach your prodigy some respect and manners before you come preaching to me"
His jaw clenched before he leaned back and nodded trying to hide the fact he hated me. He hated me because this was his Gym then my dad's friend bought it but let him keep running it. His names on the door but he had absolutely no say in my being there and he fucking hated it.
I quickly filled the form in with random detail's and made up a card for Tommy leaving it on the reception desk. I wasn't going back in there so hopefully he would see it on the way out.
"That for me?" The deep voice made me flinch but I realised it straight away. Tommy. I nodded and lifted the card again handing it over to him.
"That headbutt was insane. You train?" I shrugged and sat the card down in front of him when he didn't take it from my outstretched hand.
"I jog every day but not really training for anything" his head bobbed slightly and he lifted the card sliding it into his pocket.
"Your training for the next time that prick touches you. He'll be watching for that move next time and you embarrassed him in front of people. He's not finished with you yet"
This guy had only been here a day and already sussed out Pete.. I was impressed "he'll get over it" he shrugged and started backing away "tomorrow after work, I'll help you out"
He didn't wait for a reply and walked off out the door. He was so sure of himself! I had made that mistake once with Pete and I won't be doing that again.
Or maybe he really did just want to help me out..