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"Hello Molly" the voice was overly casual and sounded smug
Molly barely slowed her abs crunches as she looked up at the person who had cast such a shadow over her as they stood beside her.
"Oh hey Chris" she managed breathlessly "you're gonna have to excuse me talking since I'm working out here and I really want to get this programme I've set myself finished before my match"
"I like a woman who's driven to achieving her goals" replied Chris Nowalski a sly grin on his face "I'll just talk to you, if you don't mind"
Molly watched a little warily as he crouched down beside her. She continued her abs crunches but that uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach that had started appearing when he was around was growing. It wasn't so much his appearance; dark sweat pants, Harvard sweatshirt, hair greased back though it was kinda creepy to begin with, it was the way he was looking at her. His eyes travelled up and down her body, seeming to penetrate her tight work-out clothes to look beneath them. She squashed an involuntary shiver; he was distracting, just sitting there and looking.
"I thought you were going to talk?" she asked suddenly
"Maybe I just want to look instead" he answered, trailing a finger down one of her arms
That made her shiver, he was walking a very thin line now. There was a difference between being friends; they were barely that, more like acquaintances through William, and taking liberties when she was trying to work out. She gave him a pointed look, he raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled a smile that made her want to throw; it said 'aren't I wonderful? You should be honoured'. His hand dropped to the floor and he resumed just looking. Molly ignored him, he was a useful ally so she wasn't going to dispose of him quite yet but he was pushing his luck. She could feel sweat pooling at her armpits as she continued her set, she closed her eyes and kept going, she liked to feel the burn. She opened them quickly to see Chris' eyes had zeroed in on her ass, now that made her uncomfortable.
"Chris, I know people are saying I have a fat ass but there's no need to stare at it," she said, laughing to hide her discomfort.
"There's nothing wrong with it, I like a woman with something to her" he said suggestively
OK, that was it, he had crossed the line. She stopped her crunches, towelled herself off and glared at him.
"Look Chris, you can stop that talk right now because it isn't going to get you anywhere"
"Oh? Then what will?" he scooted closer to her, a hand reached and stroked her shoulder
She got to her feet, her fist clenched by her sides. She did not need this, everyone hating her and a loser coming onto her. She was having enough internal struggles without him involved.
"I am not interested in being any more than friends with you Chris," she said calmly
"Too bad because I'm not" he'd got to his feet and clamped his hands onto her shoulders, drawing her closer to him
"Chris! Get off me!" Molly yelled, struggling to escape his tight grip
She pulled back and slapped him across the face, the noise bounced off the walls loudly. He turned an angry face to her, she began to feel a tiny bit nervous, after all he was bigger and stronger than she was. What could she do if he got forceful? There was no one around.
"I'm not asking for the world Molly" he seethed "just your love for tonight"
"Just my love?!" Molly looked at him incredulously "I give it to who I want to, not just anyone who fancies it so forget it"
He reached for her again but she dodged away under his arm and stood as far back as she could, her hands up in front of her defensively. He sighed heavily
"Why've you got to make this so hard?" he advanced towards her again
She hit him in the kidneys and as he doubled over in pain, tried to move away again but he grabbed her by the arm, his grip painfully tight.
"Let me go!" she ordered, trying to struggle away
Chris grabbed her other arm, preventing her from doing anything. He began lowering his head to hers but suddenly his triumphant smirk turned to anguish and pain. His grip slackened and he crumpled to the floor, leaving Molly to rub her sore wrists and notice who had been standing behind Chris
"Hurricane!" she said in disbelief
He smiled at her, his fists on his waist. What had he been doing here? It had been him who'd stopped Chris she realised, probably with a well-aimed kick to a sensitive area. He gently took her hand and beckoned her
"C'mon Molly, lets go"
He began walking; pulling her along behind but she pulled her wrist back. He paused and looked back at her questioningly
"Why did you stop him?" she asked
"Because you were in trouble," said Hurricane matter-of-factly
"I did not need rescuing, I can take care of myself!" she snapped
"Mol, the guy is about twice as strong as you and he's got the size advantage, my Hurri-sense alerted me that you needed help so I came to help" he explained
"Look, I did not need you to interfere on my behalf, I can capable of looking after myself, you know this is one of the reasons I gave up hanging with you" she said, crossing her arms
"What?" Hurricane sounded confused
"I was sick of being seen as the silly little sidekick, the one who was just there and didn't do much, people thought I wasn't able to look after myself because whenever I was in trouble you jumped in and rescued me, you could have given me a chance to prove myself" she was ranting now and couldn't stop "I wasn't taken seriously by anyone, they all laughed at us, you know that, they thought it was so pathetic that you and I thought we were superheroes, pity they didn't know the truth huh? That we busted our guts to save innocent peoples' lives and try to win in the ring, something had to break and it was our ring work, I wanted that women's belt so badly, sure I loved helping you but I felt trapped and my career is more important so I broke free, got taken seriously and got the belt"
"And ignore your true calling in life" finished Hurricane quietly "Dying your hair, improving your ring work, it isn't all going to change the fact that you were made to help save others"
"See that's just it, help save others, I am not a sidekick and won't be anymore, my career is making me happy Hurricane, I am doing what I always wanted without being looked down on by other people, they take me seriously now"
"Oh, like Nowalksi did?" Hurricane couldn't resist adding
"Yeah, like he did" Molly said softly "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to finish working out before my match starts, could you take this body away?"
Hurricane watched as she sat back down on the floor and began her abs crunches. He shook his head a little and bent down, picking up Chris like an empty sack and strode off down the corridor without looking back. Molly was glad, she didn't want him to be there in case she started crying because the fear and loneliness was just starting to build up inside and she knew it would break soon.
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"Hello Molly" the voice was overly casual and sounded smug
Molly barely slowed her abs crunches as she looked up at the person who had cast such a shadow over her as they stood beside her.
"Oh hey Chris" she managed breathlessly "you're gonna have to excuse me talking since I'm working out here and I really want to get this programme I've set myself finished before my match"
"I like a woman who's driven to achieving her goals" replied Chris Nowalski a sly grin on his face "I'll just talk to you, if you don't mind"
Molly watched a little warily as he crouched down beside her. She continued her abs crunches but that uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach that had started appearing when he was around was growing. It wasn't so much his appearance; dark sweat pants, Harvard sweatshirt, hair greased back though it was kinda creepy to begin with, it was the way he was looking at her. His eyes travelled up and down her body, seeming to penetrate her tight work-out clothes to look beneath them. She squashed an involuntary shiver; he was distracting, just sitting there and looking.
"I thought you were going to talk?" she asked suddenly
"Maybe I just want to look instead" he answered, trailing a finger down one of her arms
That made her shiver, he was walking a very thin line now. There was a difference between being friends; they were barely that, more like acquaintances through William, and taking liberties when she was trying to work out. She gave him a pointed look, he raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled a smile that made her want to throw; it said 'aren't I wonderful? You should be honoured'. His hand dropped to the floor and he resumed just looking. Molly ignored him, he was a useful ally so she wasn't going to dispose of him quite yet but he was pushing his luck. She could feel sweat pooling at her armpits as she continued her set, she closed her eyes and kept going, she liked to feel the burn. She opened them quickly to see Chris' eyes had zeroed in on her ass, now that made her uncomfortable.
"Chris, I know people are saying I have a fat ass but there's no need to stare at it," she said, laughing to hide her discomfort.
"There's nothing wrong with it, I like a woman with something to her" he said suggestively
OK, that was it, he had crossed the line. She stopped her crunches, towelled herself off and glared at him.
"Look Chris, you can stop that talk right now because it isn't going to get you anywhere"
"Oh? Then what will?" he scooted closer to her, a hand reached and stroked her shoulder
She got to her feet, her fist clenched by her sides. She did not need this, everyone hating her and a loser coming onto her. She was having enough internal struggles without him involved.
"I am not interested in being any more than friends with you Chris," she said calmly
"Too bad because I'm not" he'd got to his feet and clamped his hands onto her shoulders, drawing her closer to him
"Chris! Get off me!" Molly yelled, struggling to escape his tight grip
She pulled back and slapped him across the face, the noise bounced off the walls loudly. He turned an angry face to her, she began to feel a tiny bit nervous, after all he was bigger and stronger than she was. What could she do if he got forceful? There was no one around.
"I'm not asking for the world Molly" he seethed "just your love for tonight"
"Just my love?!" Molly looked at him incredulously "I give it to who I want to, not just anyone who fancies it so forget it"
He reached for her again but she dodged away under his arm and stood as far back as she could, her hands up in front of her defensively. He sighed heavily
"Why've you got to make this so hard?" he advanced towards her again
She hit him in the kidneys and as he doubled over in pain, tried to move away again but he grabbed her by the arm, his grip painfully tight.
"Let me go!" she ordered, trying to struggle away
Chris grabbed her other arm, preventing her from doing anything. He began lowering his head to hers but suddenly his triumphant smirk turned to anguish and pain. His grip slackened and he crumpled to the floor, leaving Molly to rub her sore wrists and notice who had been standing behind Chris
"Hurricane!" she said in disbelief
He smiled at her, his fists on his waist. What had he been doing here? It had been him who'd stopped Chris she realised, probably with a well-aimed kick to a sensitive area. He gently took her hand and beckoned her
"C'mon Molly, lets go"
He began walking; pulling her along behind but she pulled her wrist back. He paused and looked back at her questioningly
"Why did you stop him?" she asked
"Because you were in trouble," said Hurricane matter-of-factly
"I did not need rescuing, I can take care of myself!" she snapped
"Mol, the guy is about twice as strong as you and he's got the size advantage, my Hurri-sense alerted me that you needed help so I came to help" he explained
"Look, I did not need you to interfere on my behalf, I can capable of looking after myself, you know this is one of the reasons I gave up hanging with you" she said, crossing her arms
"What?" Hurricane sounded confused
"I was sick of being seen as the silly little sidekick, the one who was just there and didn't do much, people thought I wasn't able to look after myself because whenever I was in trouble you jumped in and rescued me, you could have given me a chance to prove myself" she was ranting now and couldn't stop "I wasn't taken seriously by anyone, they all laughed at us, you know that, they thought it was so pathetic that you and I thought we were superheroes, pity they didn't know the truth huh? That we busted our guts to save innocent peoples' lives and try to win in the ring, something had to break and it was our ring work, I wanted that women's belt so badly, sure I loved helping you but I felt trapped and my career is more important so I broke free, got taken seriously and got the belt"
"And ignore your true calling in life" finished Hurricane quietly "Dying your hair, improving your ring work, it isn't all going to change the fact that you were made to help save others"
"See that's just it, help save others, I am not a sidekick and won't be anymore, my career is making me happy Hurricane, I am doing what I always wanted without being looked down on by other people, they take me seriously now"
"Oh, like Nowalksi did?" Hurricane couldn't resist adding
"Yeah, like he did" Molly said softly "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to finish working out before my match starts, could you take this body away?"
Hurricane watched as she sat back down on the floor and began her abs crunches. He shook his head a little and bent down, picking up Chris like an empty sack and strode off down the corridor without looking back. Molly was glad, she didn't want him to be there in case she started crying because the fear and loneliness was just starting to build up inside and she knew it would break soon.
Read, enjoy, review! Thanks for reviewing me guys (BizGirlCharlie, I knew I could count on u honey!!) Hope u like this chapter, let me know by reviewing, I wanna hear your voice!)