《Eyes Full of Sins》Chapter 6- Your The Best
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The next day came, Sunday, my alram clock on my nightstand went off I grumbled as I wormed myself out from under my warm covers, I had set my alarm before I went to sleep last night after I got back from my little outing with Lesha. I pulled my half-asleep arm out from under the covers and bashed the top of my clock until the alarm stopped I let my face sink into my pillow and sighed into it, I begurdgingly threw the covers off and stepped out of bed.
If my mom would see me getting up early like this she die from shock, I still couldn't believe i was getting up this early myself, I scrathed my side then my head I made my way to the bathroom and flicked the light on i turned the faucet on and splashed water on my face. I dried off and turned the light off and walked out, I went ot my closet and opened it, I looked through my clothes trying to find something suitable to wear, most of the clothes I had was from when I was sixteen, I'm twenty-one now, after looking through it all I finally decided on a clean shirt and pants. I pulled of my shirt and pants from yesterday and I threw them in a ball into the corner of my room, I slipped the new pair of pants on and buttoned them and slipped the shirt over my head I closed the closet and went to my dresser and pulled out some socks and pulled my trusty adidas out from under my bed.
I put them on and just as I was about to go out my front door flys open, I jump in shock and tumble to the floor on the other side of my bed. I'm scared to my core thinking someone just busted into my place, I reach under my bed and take hold of the first thing my hand touches. I pull it out and rised up from the side of my bed and throw the object I pulled out from under my bed as hard as I could, "Ow! What the hell!?" shouts a familliar feminine voice, I look and see Lesha standing in the doorway holding her face in pain "Why in the hell did you throw something at me!" she shouted glaring at me from between her fingers.
I flashed an apologetic smile and told her I was sorry and that it was her fault for busting into my room, "Yeah, guess that wasn't the best way to come in" she sighed she took her hand off her face "Man, that hurt, what did you throw at me anyway?" she asked looking around it seemed she must have found what I threw as her eyes locked onto it, "Is that it?" she asked herself she then bent down and picked up whatever it was I hit her with. As she lifted it up I turned red, she did as well, what Lesha held in her hand was a thick porn magazine with a hot half naked blonde women on the cover she coughed nervously "Y..You can have this back" she blushed throwing it onto my bed. I nodded in embarassment and took the porn mag and put it back under my bed, I felt the shame wash over me I had just not only let a girl see my porn but I also hit her with it.
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I coughed nervously and asked Lesha what she was doing coming into my room, "Oh, I was coming to wake you up" she answered I asked her for what, "Well, to make sure your ass hits the gym" she grinned I sighed, that's why she came bursting into my room, I told her that's why I was already up she seemed to look a bit impressed when I said that. "I see, so you did take my advise" she beamed I nodded, I remeber what had happened yesterday, it was still clear in my mind, I even had a few nightmares about it last night, that gun placed against my head. I don't want to be in that kind of situation again I didn't want to get myself or Lesha killed because I couldn't do anyting but stand and watch.
"Well, then, if your serious about getting your ass in shape then I know the perfect place!" she smiled I nodded and she told me to fallow her, I locked my apratment door and did so, Lesha lead me halfway across town to a small gym that seemed like it had seen better days, "This it the place!" she smiled I loked the place over and didn't see the appeal, Lesha seemed miffed, "Come on, this place helped me get into fighting shape it should be able to do the same for you!" she slapped me on the back knocking the wind out of me, "Geez, you weak" she grumbled as I wheezed. As I was catching my breathe Lesha ushered me inside the gym, the smell of sweat assaulted my nostrils and it felt like I ran into a invisible sweaty wall I looked around and saw guys with arms and pectorals bigger then mine and I saw a few women on treadmills.
Lesha stood beside me and beamed, "So, what do you want to start with first?" she asked turning to me, I shook my head and told her to recomend something, she seemed excited, she then grabbed my wrist and pulled me along with her to a weight set with different varying weights. "Alright get started with this, if your want to be able to fend for yourself you need muscle" she said pumping her own up, I never noticed Lesha's muscles before I didn't even know she was so in shape, that would explain why she could swing that bat so hard. She picked up a two random weights and set them on the bar, "Now try and lift this" she slapped the bench motioning to me to lay on it.
I did as such, I flat on my back and raised my arms and grabbed the cold iron bar, I took a deep breath in I looked at Lesha and she gave a nod, she put her hands next to mine to support, I lifted the bar free and struggled to keep the bar up, how much weight did she put on it, the bar was coming down onto my chest I was able to keep it from crashing into my sternum and it wobbled over my chest. "Come on, lift it you big baby!" Lesha shouted I pushed and the bar lifted a bit, "Come on!" Lesha cheered I pushed harder, it lifted a bit more, I struggled more and the bar lifted but, my arms were at there limit. I felt my arms give way and I braced for my chest to get crushed. The bar stopped, I opened my eyes after I had closed them waiting for my chest to get crushed.
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Lesha was lifting the bar over my head, she looked down and me with a dissapointed look, "Let go I got this" I nodded, I let go of the bar and Lesha lifted it back into place, I sat up on the bench and took a breath, "Man your pathetic" she palmed her face, "Just how out of shape are you?" she asked I told her I use to be in shape but after I started going to college I didn't have time to work out regularly. Lesha sighed, "Now I see why your so wimpy" she took a breath "Okay well take the weights off, you'll lift just the bar and then when you can lift that with no problem we'll start adding weight" I nodded, she took the weights she put on off and they clunked to the floor, she motioned me to lay back down.
I layed back down on the bench and gripped the iron bar, "This time I won't help you kay'" she told me I nodded, I took a few breathes before I lifted the bar it was deffinantly ligther without the weights but it was still a heavy iron bar, I let it slowly drop down to my chest, then I slowly lifted it back up, I repeated this for a while until I had no problem lifting it up and down. "Alright, put the bar up" she told me, I put the bar in place and sat up, "Alright, I'm gonna add a little bit of weight" I nodded, and she grabbed the smallest weights they had and put them on the bar. "Alright, now lift this" she put her hands on her hips I nodded and took another three breaths before I lifted the bar off the rack.
Eventhough the weights were small they still made the bar heavy, I sturggled to keep it from falling too fast, it felt heavy on my chest as I struggled to lift it back up, I pushed harder and somehow managed to lift it back up, "Good, now do that a few more times" I nodded, and did a few reps, my arms were on fire. I was sweating perfusely as I did a tenth rep, then Lesha made sign for me to put the bar back up and I did, "Okay, so you can lift fifteen pounds" I smiled thinking that was good but Lesha didn't seem impressed, "Thats not good enough if your going to be going into the thick of it with me" my smile vanished. "You need to be able to protect yourself I won't be able to all the time" I looked down, I knew I needd to improve myself if I wanted to help Lesha and most of all, protect myself.
Lesha then showed me a few more pieces of gym equipment I should use, I made note of all of it and what she told me to do with each one, she then gave me so ankle weights, she told me to wear them throughout each day to build up leg strength she even told me to go running with them on to build up speed. I took them and starpped them on right there, it was difficult to walk aroud at first but I soon was able to walk without difficulty, I ran a few laps around the gym as Lesha did a work out of her own. As I did laps I caught myself looking over at Lesha as she worked out, I was amazed at how strong she was, no wonder she could take so much yesterday if I wanted to be of help to Lesha I had to be just as strong as she was so I decided at that moment I would find time to improve myself.
I had stopped running laps and was laying on a bench lifting weights, I had picked up the heaviest ones and was struggling to lift them, I didn't quit though, I pushed through and soon found myself able to lift the weight without trouble, I guess my body was still in shape but all my muscles weren't awake, I made my way to a treadmill and started running. I increased the speed a bit every so often, I could feel my legs burning the weights around my ankles felt like nothing, I was sweating and panting after I stepped off the machine, I guess I lost track of time during my power work out as Lesha came up to me with a towel wrapped around her neck wipping off sweat. "You look like you had a good work out" she raised and eyebrow I nodded, I could feel my muscles throbbing with life "Good, if you keep this up you should be able to fend for yourself" I flashed a proud smile and nodded, thats what I wanted.
"Come on Rocky, we should start heading home the only bad thing about this gym is that it closes really early" I nodded, Lesha grabbed another towel and threw it to me, I thanked her and started wipping sweat off we made our way to the enterance and walked out. "Phew, I just love a good work out don't you?" she beamed a gave a nod we started walking back to my apartment, when we got there it was getting dark, I said my goodbyes to her and started for my apartment she stopped me before I could go far "Uhm, is it okay if I use your shower?" she asked I nodded, "And, could I possibly, stay the night?" she added, the towel in my hand fell to the ground.
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