After We Fell Gym Scene Novels & Stories

Blood dripping all over the cement ground as we each continue to land blow after blow against our targets. Muffled screams rising to greet us while we stood within our special gym. A gym that we used when working out. Three of the four bodies long since dead but neither of us caring as we continued. The last one’s neck finally snapping ends our round of fun. Huh. Guess we’ll need more bags from our little dungeon. Smirking, we each move over to our bench that sat within the room. Each of us taking a towel as we move to wipe away the sweat from each of our faces as well as our upper bodies. The workout amazing until Hayden walks in.

Coach Sanders says. Everyone including Heaven were staring at us. I felt uncomfortable with the staring but whatever. "We understand." Gina and I say in unison, making us giggle a little. Heaven rolls her eyes in annoyance. "Get started then." I look at Gina and she nods in acceptance. She gives a signal to a girl playing the music. All you can hear now is the music blasting through the gym. Can't stay at home, can't stay at school Old folks say, "You poor little fool"

' Janet replied as she bit into her sausage 'So , tell me about your first day at the gym' she smiled at Karen At the mention of the gym, Karen started blushing all over again and the smile returned to her face. Clearing her throat , Janet stared at her with a suspicious glance 'You too like gist ' Karen couldn't hold back her laugh anyone 'Okay, I met a guy at the gym, his name is Quinn. Well, his actually the gym instructor there You really need to see this guy, he has this uhmm sexy aura around gum and his built, oh my God ! is heavenly. Not to talk about his face, his a light skinned guy and I desperately want to get under his skin' Karen said the last statement with a little shiver as t

I listened intently to Gage as he tried to acquaint me with everything that he thought I needed to know about this post-apocalyptic world and the group of humans that he’d managed to endure with after the numerous nuclear explosions. At any rate, my eyelids kept drooping shut for longer periods of time as he went on, and it got to the point where I couldn’t pull them back open. I nodded off somewhere in the middle of his monologue, knowing I wouldn’t remember half of what he’d said tomorrow. My dream took on a lifelike quality as I felt hot lips press against the tender spot behind my ear, and I swore I could feel teeth nibbling on my earlobe a second later.

Gym, great. Gym class with a bunch of werewolves and vampires. What could go wrong?

“No falling like yesterday.” “I didn’t fall. I was dropped,” I mutter. “Same thing.” The music blares through the speakers, and I brace. Arms hoist me up with practiced ease, but there’s tension. Not enough trust. The top wobbles slightly under my foot. I lock my knees and raise my arms like I’m not sweating bullets. I hear Sasha shout something below, but it’s lost in the echo of the gym. Then we dismount. It’s not clean, but at least I didn't land on my face this time. My heart’s still hammering when I jog off to the bench.

In her haste, she turned the corner of the corridor and hit her head against a wall of muscles; instead of preventing the man, she tightly hugged him around the waist. “Please save me” Harper William who was running toward the exit of the door and in haste to get out from there tried to shake off her hand. but her grip was too tight; he was already feeling the effects of the drug and couldn't keep it. "Let go" Daisy shook her head and squeezed him even closer. He had to leave the club before anyone found out about him, but the female gluing to him made it impossible. Harper noticed that she appeared to want to fuse herself with him as he looked behind her. He finally drags the girl inside th

Brown was smiling and nodding, and my team members had red eyes, their backs straight with pride. I knew those words weren’t just meant for the media. … After the conference, I received a message from an unfamiliar number.

I rushed over and saw the bloody figure on the stretcher. It was Tom. He was lucky enough to survive. Because of the height, the fall had some cushioning during the collapse, and several concrete slabs had formed a pocket around him. However, both his legs had been crushed beyond recognition. They looked like two broken branches buried in mud. Barbara was carried out as well. She was still wearing that bright red dress, though now it was stained black with dust. Her spine had twisted into a horrifying angle, and bloody foam spilled from her mouth.