My Bloody Revenge novel Chapter 32

Things has certainly turned for the better since Lyra was found by Jaze in the woods. Living

together with them has taught her many things. Best part is that she can now look herself in the

mirror without feeling hate towards herself. At least clothed. Seeing all those scars still makes

her insecure. Nightmares haunts her from time to time but even that is getting better. Sighing

she closes the book after reading the same sentence over and over. Looking outside the

window thoughts of walking in the garden seems more appealing than trying to read. Being

alone at home makes it feel empty and lonely. Quickly dressing she walks out into the fresh air

inhaling the smells around her. Autumn is approaching. Lost in her own world she fails to

register Lydoran as he walks up to her, it’s not until he stands right behind her that she with a

scream notice she's no longer alone.

"Don't do that!" She scolds with a wild beating heart and heavy panting.

Chuckling he apologizes with a slight bow. "What are you doing out here all alone?"

"Felt like taking a walk. Less lonely being outside. Are you done working?"

"Yeah but Jaze has to stay in town for a few days so once again there is just the two of us.

Anything special you feel like doing?"

"Can you train me?"

Lydoran looks at Lyra in surprise. "Train you? Do you mean self-defense or something else?"

"Teach me how to not be afraid all the time. Please?" Biting on her lip in nervousness she hopes

he will grant her this wish. She asked to be like them but hasn't gotten any answer to that and

she's been too much of a coward to bring it up again in fear of anger either of the two or both.

Remembering Jaze mention training without turning she thought it safe to ask.

"We did talk about training you so why not start now. But you need other clothes so change

into some shorts or sweatpants and something less in the way for the upper body."

Together they head inside to change. Lyra rummages around her closet and finds some

revealing shorts that looks more like sleepwear but better than nothing and a tank top.

Knowing how many scars and other flaws she puts on display she quickly changes and runs out,

avoiding looking into the mirror. Lydoran is waiting for her outside dressed in wife beater and

sweatpants. When sensing Lyra, he turns with a smile that freezes the closer she gets. Arms and

legs have scars marring her skin as well as on the shoulders. What little skin exposed on the

back shows deep tissue damage and raised skin. Hideous scars that tells of torturous moments.

Repeatedly reopened and no longer able to heal properly. She senses his intense stare taking in

and probably memorizing each and every scar on her and makes her a bit uncomfortable.

"Ready to become bad ass?" he teases with a smile.

Thankful that he didn't say or ask anything she rewards him with a huge smile from the heart

and nods eagerly.

"Alright. First thing is stretching out and warming up the muscles. Don't want to damage

anything or get cramps."

Bending every part of their bodies Lyra finds herself panting out of exhaustion and they haven't

even started yet.

"Now we are going to do sit ups, pushups, squatting and use jumping ropes. We start with ten

of each then a pause before doing another ten. If it feels too much you take a short breather