35. Chapter 34
Chapter 34
Once everything was said and done, my nerves were on edge. After watching Natalie sleep and my arm going dead from cradling her, I decided to spend time burning off my excess energy. I kissed Nat's head one last time and carefully edged her off my arm.
I didn't dare to leave the bed until I was sure that Natalie would stay asleep. Thankfully, she didn't even stir.
So I carefully went downstairs. I went into my gym to grab my boxing gloves and the manikin. I wrapped my hands and threw them into the gloves.
From the moment my dad first laid his hands on my mom when I was a kid, I'd been drawn to boxing and martial arts.
Days like today, it felt so good to just have an outlet for my anger.
I continued to punch into the manikin over and over again.
I just lost myself with each and every punch.
There was something about that sound of landing a good solid hit.
After an hour or so, I was exhausted, and I was less angry about what had happened at the ice rink. I still couldn't believe that Natalie was followed to the rink and how much of a loose cannon Luke was.
I wished there was something I could do for Annette and Eric, but I knew that assholes like Luke and my father would be monitoring her phone and be on high alert. Sadly, there was a good chance that he thought that Natalie was something more than a friend to Annette, even though she was completely loyal to that asshat.
After finishing my boxing session, I unwrapped my hands and checked my phone, and I noticed that Carter had texted.
You awake?
Yeah. Just finished a sparring session on Jim.
Carts was the only person who knew that I named my manikin after my father. It was a way for me to safely overcome so many demons. I just hoped that I wouldn't have to buy another one.
Christ. Although, better to beat up Jim than Luke.
For real. I still want to have Luke's head on a platter but don't worry, I won't go near him.
Good. I would hate for all of Nat's hard work to repair your image to be for nothing.
That was so damn annoying. It took the better part of three months for people not to think of me as some misogynistic asshole, although they still didn’t really like me.
I'm being careful.
Good. But get some sleep.
You better get some too.