Untouched, Unbothered {Completed}

watching me?

I was relieved. I walked out of the room and started down the hallway. I walked into the kitchen, where Luca and Stella sat, drinking their coffee, and talking. They looked so normal. But I knew they were far from it. As I entered, they both turned to me, I see Stella starting to tear up. I wondered why, but then I saw both of them looking at my body. Then I knew why.

There were dark purple and red bruises on my neck, wrists, hips, and my thighs. I didn't even realize how bad they were. I felt my heart drop even more. I didn't know this outfit showed this much. After thinking about how much I once loved Alex. I knew from this point on, to never ever love anyone again.

Not like how I loved Alex at least. As for friends, I'm pretty sure all I had were the twins. I'm not letting anyone get close to me again. I didn't really need anyone but myself. People always seemed to disappoint you. I could barely even trust my own blood.

"Oh my god, Val-" she said breathlessly. "Don't. It may be heartbreaking, but I'll only move on if we stop talking about it. I'm alright. I'm ready for whatever you have planned Luca." I finally shut my brain off. I didn't want to think about out it anymore. I was done.

I wasn't going to let her pity me. It made me feel weak. I didn't want to feel weak anymore. I needed to become a new person. Someone who isn't weak, physically and mentally. Someone who didn't give a shit. Luca interrupted my thoughts saying, "Alright then, follow me." I started to follow Luca, I could still feel Stella's eyes on me. I tried not to put too much thought on it.

We walked into that half done gym thing. He walked over to a table then came over to me. He started to wrap that white tape stuff on my fists. And then down my wrists. I winced at how tight they were. But I pulled myself together. I had to be stronger now, things like that weren't going to get a reaction of me. "I'm going to teach you how to fight. You'll be so good, you will eventually be able to take me down." I was scared at first. But then I realized I was ready. I needed this.

He showed me how to stand correctly. How to protect my face, and stomach. He told me I'd start by fighting him. He obviously wasn't going to give it his all.

He was going over the things he was going to do, and how I should block them, as well as to try and get a punch in. He said it'd probably be impossible because I was new at this, and he was basically a pro. I laughed at his cockiness. He had no idea what I could do when I set my mind to things, as well as all the anger I have built up right now.

We started slow, he sent punches and jabs, I either dodged them or blocked them. For my first time training with him, I'd say I was doing pretty good. Now he started aiming for my face. I was doing good until he finally was able to punch me. It didn't really hurt, but I had to make sure it looked like it hurt. "Ouch goddammit, Luca."

He looked at me, he must've known it didn't hurt as bad as I was making it look like. Right when he stood up normally, I saw my chance and punched him in the chest. Hard I might add. He took a few stumbles back trying to process what happened. I started to laugh pretty hard. He had a playful angry look. Before I knew what was happening, I was on the ground with him above me.

"Don't act like you did something too great. You may have got me, but you shouldn't have stopped to laugh, that was where you failed. Look where it got you." Suddenly he smirked. It was a devilish smirk. The position we were in wasn't so, how should I say this, kid-friendly. I finally noticed what we were doing. He was probably used to girls falling at his feet. But not me. This may have been a little intimidating, but it wasn't going to stop me. I took the chance when he started laughing. I quickly escaped his grasp, sending him to the floor, and taking his arm and held it behind his back. I heard him grunt. I was proud of my work. "Who's laughing now?"

I was laughing again. Whoops. I quickly stood up, and then held my hand towards him. He looked at me annoyed and then got up on his own. He obviously wasn't used to that. He licked the top row of his teeth. Showing me how annoyed he was. I started laughing harder. Then faster then a blink of an eye, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. Boy was I furious. I started punching his back. He didn't even flinch. What was he steal?! I could hear him just laughing. That dick. "I've got a nice view up here. Thanks, Val." He laughed harder. Oh, now he was going to get.

What if I positioned myself right, and kicked him in the balls? Yeah, yeah, that'd work! It'd make him really mad but it'd definitely be worth it. I moved my body a bit, then kicked. He dropped me, I quickly got to my feet, and ran to my room. But before I did, I looked at him, he laid there. Grunting. I laughed manically, that'll teach him to mess with me. I quickly locked my door, then laid on my bed. Sprawled out. I heard loud banging on my door, and couldn't help but laugh like crazy.

Author's comments:

I figured after the last chapter, why not make this one nice, and sweet?

Translation:

Prego: You're welcome.