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CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

HALA'S P.O.V

I woke up and looked at the time, seeing it was around 5 in the morning. I groaned and rolled onto my back. Let's face it, I couldn't sleep. I moved around a few more times before giving up and climbing out of bed. I changed into sweats and a tank top, slipping on my running shoes.

I grabbed a small towel and left the room, filling my water bottle up with ice cold water. I walked down into the basement where all the exercise equipment was. Yes, there was a basement. I don't know how, but there was. I closed the door shut so I wouldn't wake up Sean and Chris with all the noise.

I threw my towel on the bench and put my water next to it, walking over towards the big punching bag that hung in the middle of the room. Before I started anything, I put my iPhone into the base of the speakers and tapped shuffle on my play list.

I grabbed the training gloves that layed on the floor underneath the punching bag and placed them on. Putting my hair into a ponytail, I got into position getting ready to punch. And just like that I let my fist come in contact with the bag.

Lately I've been, I've been losing sleep

Dreaming about the things that we could be

The song continued on, my punches getting harder and harder. The adrenalin feeling never left my body, the more I punched the bag. I could already feel myself beginning to sweat, as I started to get out of breath. I stopped and breathed, taking a drink of water before beginning to punch again.

SEAN'S P.O.V

I woke up to a loud banging noise. I looked at the time, it was 5:30 AM. Who was up this early? I tiredly got out of bed and followed to where the sound was coming from. I walked down to the basement and opened the door, only to find Hala punching the life out of that punching bag. I smirked a little, damn she's gotten tougher.

I feel it in my bones, enough

to make my systems flow,

welcome to the new age, to the new age...

The music blasted out. I walked into the room and shut the door behind me, swiftly moving over to the bench and taking a seat. She still hadn't noticed I came in, I guess she was really focused. I smiled a little as I focused on her, I never really seen this side of her before.

She stopped all of a sudden, putting her hands on her hips and taking a deep breath. I got up and grabbed her water, stepping towards her. She turned around when she heard me coming and I handed her the water.

"Thanks." She mumbled out as she took a sip. She put the water down and started to punch again. I sighed and walked behind the punching bag and grabbed it, so it wouldn't swing as much. I looked at her.

"Are you okay?" I asked in concern. She stopped and looked at me before punching again, but harder.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She said.

"You don't look fine."

"I said I'm fine." She yelled and punched even harder, almost making me fall over.

"Jesus." I mumbled, regaining my balance.

"Hala." I said sternly. She ignored me and continued punching the daylight out of the bag. I sighed and moved in front of the punching bag, just in time to catch her fist in both my hands.

"Sean stop!" She yelled trying to get out of my grip.

"Hala! Calm down." I held onto her hand tightly and brought them down. I looked at her in the eyes and she looked like she was about to break down. Her bottom lip began to slightly quiver and just like that tears started to stream down her face. I pulled her into a hug as she cried into my chest.

"What's wrong love?" I asked.

"Me." She mumbled into my chest.

"What's wrong with you?"

She pulled away and wipe the tears away. "I'm not strong enough. I'm weak. I'm just this little cry baby who can't fight for herself." She looked down at the ground.

I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms. "You're kidding right?" She looked up at me and furrowed her eyebrows.

"Remember when Danielle kidnapped you and you were locked up in that car trunk?" She slowly nodded her head. "When she came to get you, you jumped out of that trunk and knocked her down." She grinned a little.

"And don't forget that time you slapped me across the face. Not to mention both of my cheeks." I held my face and pouted. She laughed and shook her head. I put my hands on both sides of her face.

"You are a strong girl. When you were in that coma, you did not give up. You're brave and I know for a fact that you can fight for yourself." She smiled and suddenly leaned up and kissed me. Jeez I feel like I haven't kissed her in ages. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer. Before anything could get any further I pulled away, an idea popping up in my mind.

"I have an idea." I said with a smile. "We can train you."

"What?" She asked in confusion.

"You know, like help you exercise and get more stronger. Stuff like that. Chris and I can teach you, we'll take turns." I explained.

She laughed and nodded. "Sounds like a plan."

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Okay I know it was short and I am so sorry :( I'll try to make the next one longer though :) Anyways please go check out my other book "Wicked" It would mean a lot <3 Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT :D