played the wife of a horrible man who beat her, but she eventually got even, after she trained in self-defense. That’s why Makenzie decided to learn self-defense. She knew if the day ever came where she had to defend herself, she could, and definitely would.
The workout definitely helped to relieve tension. She took some time to rest while she sat on the bench and watched some of the other students. She heard one of the instructors speaking with a new student she hadn’t seen there before.
The girl found the training grueling and told the coach she had to take a break. She sat down on the bench beside Makenzie and began to cry.
Makenzie watched her for a bit before she finally reached her arm around her, embracing her. “The first time is the worst. Next time will be easier, and each time you’ll get just a little bit better at it. It’s like with anything, you always get to look back at where you came from, but you don’t always get to see where you’re going. One of these days, you’ll be grateful you took this course and stuck with it.”
Makenzie was curious who she was trying harder to convince, herself or the girl.
“Thank you. Sounds like it was hard for you too, but I’ve watched you and you have this stuff down with no problem,” she uttered through her tears.
“Yes, but it wasn’t always that way and just so you know, I’ve had tears just like you. I’m Makenzie, by the way.”
The young woman began to calm down and relax a bit. Makenzie wanted to try and coax her in to continuing.
“Sorry, my name is Rachel Taylor. Thanks for talking to me, Makenzie.”
“Nice to meet you, Rachel. Look, watch the coach working with the other student. They’re new at this like you. I’ve learned a lot from watching.”
“I wish that I’d known this stuff a year ago, I might’ve been able to save my friend from being beaten by her boyfriend until she was in a coma. I have to do this for her. Will you help me with some of the tricks?”
“Oh sweetie, first of all, I’m really sorry for your friend. I hope she’s okay. Secondly, there are no tricks to this course, it’s pure hard work, but you can do it. Take your time and don’t let the frustrations get to you. And finally, do this for yourself. Your reason is a good one, but you have to do this for yourself or it will never work. Now let’s go to the mat and rumble at bit, shall we?”
Rachel and Makenzie spent time going through practice sessions with the coach and using each other as stand-ins.
CHAPTER SIX
The next few days flew by for Makenzie. Her new role at work required her to go in early for medical staff meetings and executive staff meetings. She was happy that she had accepted the position, and it suited her.
It was Thursday morning already. Things had been quiet on the Ryler front. She hadn’t heard from him since Monday when he brought the flowers and the pie, although her thoughts drifted to him often. She actually missed seeing him.
While out for a run, she decided that she couldn’t stay away from the softball game on Sunday. She loved playing ball and hadn’t enjoyed it in quite some time. When she returned to the loft, she sent him a text, saying yes to the ball game and asking for the location. The day progressed, but she didn’t hear back from him, but she figured he was really busy.
Primping for her date with Jonathan, she couldn’t keep the smile from her face. It was exciting to have such a sexy date coming to pick her up. She stood in her closet for the better part of half an hour trying to decide on what to wear. She mixed and matched, trying to find the perfect outfit. Not knowing what they were doing was hindering. Finally, she cracked. She sent Jonathan a text:
Curiosity is killing me. At least tell me what I should wear?
He responded:
Clothes
Makenzie responded:
Hmm, maybe.
Okay, so he wasn’t playing along. Fine, she would make a decision. She chose a very
The workout definitely helped to relieve tension. She took some time to rest while she sat on the bench and watched some of the other students. She heard one of the instructors speaking with a new student she hadn’t seen there before.
The girl found the training grueling and told the coach she had to take a break. She sat down on the bench beside Makenzie and began to cry.
Makenzie watched her for a bit before she finally reached her arm around her, embracing her. “The first time is the worst. Next time will be easier, and each time you’ll get just a little bit better at it. It’s like with anything, you always get to look back at where you came from, but you don’t always get to see where you’re going. One of these days, you’ll be grateful you took this course and stuck with it.”
Makenzie was curious who she was trying harder to convince, herself or the girl.
“Thank you. Sounds like it was hard for you too, but I’ve watched you and you have this stuff down with no problem,” she uttered through her tears.
“Yes, but it wasn’t always that way and just so you know, I’ve had tears just like you. I’m Makenzie, by the way.”
The young woman began to calm down and relax a bit. Makenzie wanted to try and coax her in to continuing.
“Sorry, my name is Rachel Taylor. Thanks for talking to me, Makenzie.”
“Nice to meet you, Rachel. Look, watch the coach working with the other student. They’re new at this like you. I’ve learned a lot from watching.”
“I wish that I’d known this stuff a year ago, I might’ve been able to save my friend from being beaten by her boyfriend until she was in a coma. I have to do this for her. Will you help me with some of the tricks?”
“Oh sweetie, first of all, I’m really sorry for your friend. I hope she’s okay. Secondly, there are no tricks to this course, it’s pure hard work, but you can do it. Take your time and don’t let the frustrations get to you. And finally, do this for yourself. Your reason is a good one, but you have to do this for yourself or it will never work. Now let’s go to the mat and rumble at bit, shall we?”
Rachel and Makenzie spent time going through practice sessions with the coach and using each other as stand-ins.
CHAPTER SIX
The next few days flew by for Makenzie. Her new role at work required her to go in early for medical staff meetings and executive staff meetings. She was happy that she had accepted the position, and it suited her.
It was Thursday morning already. Things had been quiet on the Ryler front. She hadn’t heard from him since Monday when he brought the flowers and the pie, although her thoughts drifted to him often. She actually missed seeing him.
While out for a run, she decided that she couldn’t stay away from the softball game on Sunday. She loved playing ball and hadn’t enjoyed it in quite some time. When she returned to the loft, she sent him a text, saying yes to the ball game and asking for the location. The day progressed, but she didn’t hear back from him, but she figured he was really busy.
Primping for her date with Jonathan, she couldn’t keep the smile from her face. It was exciting to have such a sexy date coming to pick her up. She stood in her closet for the better part of half an hour trying to decide on what to wear. She mixed and matched, trying to find the perfect outfit. Not knowing what they were doing was hindering. Finally, she cracked. She sent Jonathan a text:
Curiosity is killing me. At least tell me what I should wear?
He responded:
Clothes
Makenzie responded:
Hmm, maybe.
Okay, so he wasn’t playing along. Fine, she would make a decision. She chose a very
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