Membership-(Royce)

Chapter 2⃣

Santo's POV

I wake up and walk to the bathroom. As I'm brushing my teeth, I look in the mirror and see huge bags under my eyes. I've had a really busy week so far. I'm a personal trainer and I'm trying to get well known by my clients so I can build up to be one of the best in LA. I grab some clothes to wear for work and jog to the kitchen and make a protein smoothie to start my day. I put my smoothie in a cup, grab my keys and begin the way to the gym. As I pull up I see one of my clients, Mrs. Violet sitting outside on a bench. "Mrs. V, why are you here so early?" I ask. "Oh um I uh wanted to get an early start so I decided to come an hour early." she replies with her voice sounding shaky like she's going to cry. "You okay Mrs. V?" I ask sympathetically. She put her head down and shakes her head no. "Alright, come inside and me and you can talk." I say as I unlock the door. I put my stuff in my locker and guide her to the weight bench so she can sit down. "I wanted to try boxing, I hear it's a lot of fun and-" Mrs. V says and then I interrupt her. "You want to try a boxing class, because you think it's fun?" I ask sounding confused. Mrs. V is like a really kind hearted person so I know she wouldn't wanna go around hitting people for "fun". The look on her face an the tone of her voice gave her away. "Uhh my husband hit me this morning," she begins. I could barely understand what she was saying because of her crying. I stand up and give her a hug. I try and comfort her but on the inside I'm pissed the fuck off. I clench my jaw tightly. I can't stand the thought of a man putting his hands on a female. I mean, females do dirty shit that they deserve to get popped for, but that's no excuse, they still a female. "Arrd Mrs. V, I'm gonna teach you how to box." I say as I let her go. Hours later I finish all of my sessions for the day and go back to my locker to get my stuff. I go home and get some rest to try and prepare for tomorrow.

Jacob's POV

I woke up in the same state as yesterday with a bottle of vodka in my lap and a terrible headache. I wiped my face and immediately got in the shower. I need to get over Nicki, she hates me and I can't keep doing this to myself. I look in the mirror at my skinny body. Damn, if I'm gonna meet someone new, I need to bulk up. I attempt to flex and laugh at myself. I think I'm going to go to the gym today. I get dressed pull my curly hair into a ponytail and jog to the gym since it isn't that far. Lucky for me the best gm in LA is close to my house. I even heard Nicki's friend Violet telling her about this great personal trainer. I walk in and I go to the front desk and tell him what I'm here for. "Oh August is a perfect trainer. Follow me and I'll introduce him to you." I follow behind him until we stop behind a muscular man leaning over putting down weights. Judge me if you want to but I couldn't help but look at his butt, and it was nice. The man turns around and my mouth opens slightly. It's the man from Starbucks the other morning. Damn he's fine. I try really hard not to look him up and down but it's hard. "Oh hey, Jacob right?" Sweet Jesus he remembered my name. "Yea, you work here?" I ask attempting not to stare at his body. Did I mention he was extremely sweaty. "Okay so I see you guys know each other, I'm gonna go." the man from the front desk says as he walks away. "Yea I'm a personal trainer, are you getting a membership to the gym?" Santo asks as he removes his shirt. He has nice abs, I want abs like those. I reminded myself why I was here "Yea I am, I was also in need of a personal trainer and you were uh... recommended." I say. "Okay perfect did you sign up yet?" he asks. "Oh yea I signed up online." I reply. "Great! We can get started right away. I just need to know what you're looking to accomplish in your training." I explain to him my fitness goals and we immediately begin training. 2 hours later we stop for a break. I feel like my body is gonna collapse and like my throat is on fire. I'm breathing so hard I sound like a dog, meanwhile Santo is sitting here jogging in place like we didn't just do 2 hours of cardio workouts. Nigga must be a fucking robot. I'm sitting here feeling like I'm on the brink of death and gasping for air and Santo has the nerve to say "Alright breaks over Jacob get up" I look at him like he's crazy. "Listen if you want to improve that nice body of yours and make it better then you're going to have to do some work for it." he says with a smile and walks over to the treadmills. Did he just tell me I had a nice body? Oh. My. God.

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Oooooh Santo checking Jacob out😏.

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