January 24th, 2016
Luke's POV.
Hit...Hit...Hit.
The punching bag and I were going at it one on one. My shoulder? Hurt like a b***h. Somehow the wound got reopened this morning but I wasn't going to give into the pain. I wanted it, needed it to remind me of my mistake.
Hit...Hit...Hit
I heard somebody run down the hall, from the sound of heels, I knew it was a female.
Hit...Hit...Hit.
"Luke! What the hell are you doing?!"
Ophelia.
Hit...Hit...Hit.
"Training. What does it look like?"
Hit...Hit...Hit.
"You are going back to your room right now, to have that shoulder checked! You scared the s**t out of me."
I crossed my arms over my chest, wincing at the pain in my shoulder and I looked her straight in the eye. "Make me."
She looked shocked at my refusal, that was a direct order
