Fixing Myra.

Push Myra, Push.

*Myra's POV*

We got home around 4:30 am on Monday after dropping Drake, Cooper and Jordan off at their houses.

I tell you what, I've never been more excited for my bed as I was in this moment.

I didn't bother changing. I plopped down on my bed. I passed out.

I woke up around 3:30pm because we didn't have school today.

Micha and Blake were still sleeping. My dad was asleep in his recliner and my mom was in the kicthen starting dinner.

I texted Drake.

M; You up yet boo bear?

I waited a little bit and nothing.

I decided to walk out to the back yard.

I walked out and the yard was transformed into a full outside gym.

My ring was set up. My heavy bag and speed bag. All my training equipment. Everything.

I walked over to the table to sit. There was a package with a note.

"Don't be scared to be extraordinary kiddo. You were born for greatness. Show them that. -Todd."

I opened the package. I smiled.

It was a new set of red boxing shorts, sports bra to match, a matching set of gloves, and a new robe.

"Flip it over." I heard someone say behind me.

It was my dad.

I flipped it over.

It had the word 'Beast' on the back written in black, outlined in red, then black again.

I stood up and walked over to my heavy bag and just looked at it.

"Nervous?" my dad asked walking over to me.

"What if I dont have it anymore?" I asked. "Or even worse, what if I cant control it anymore?" I said punching the bag.

"Well kiddo," he said punching the bag. "That's something you're going to have to figure it out." He said punching it again.

I punched the bag. "It's been 3 months dad." another punch. "Brady lost it in a day."

He helled the bag still. "Honey Brady got hurt. You whipped a guys ass this weekend without an issue. There's not a doubt in my mind that you still have it." He let go and punched the bag. "And if you have to learn to control it again, learn."

We stood outside and exchaned punches on the bag for a while.

"You know My. I see alot of myself in you."

"How so?" I asked.

"You're so passionate about all these things." He punched the bag. "But when it comes to one of those things your passionate about pushing you, you hesitate."

"Dad."

He stopped the bag again. "But, you push back." He looked at me. "Push back My." he stepped away and walked inside.

I went and sat in the middle of the ring and checked my phone.

D; yes.

D; why, miss me already?

D; My?

D; Myra?

D; hello?

D; are you ok?

D; I'm on my way over. Your mom asked us for dinner.

I sat up to see 5 boys walking toward me.

"There she is." Blake said.

"Told you she'd be out here." Micha laughed hopping up on the ring.

"Riken?" I asked.

"Don't worry. We're all good now." Blake smiled.

I eyed him.

"Just here to hang out." Riken said.

Drake came in to the middle of the ring and kissed my cheek. "Is this where you were?"

"Yeah, my dad came and hung out with me for a little bit." I waved at Mitch. "Hey Mitch."

"How ya doing girl?" he asked sitting down with everyone. "You ready for tomorrow?"

"I guess so."

"You gonna give it your all?" He asked.

"She always does." Blake said putting his arm around me.

We all talked until my mom called us in for dinner.

*Drake's POV*

Sheila called us all in for dinner.

Bruce gave Riken hell for a while but eventually everything was good. Myra was even talking to him.

We hung out for a while but somewhere in the meantime Myra disappeared.

I looked around the house before I checked the back yard.

She was standing in the ring again.

I walked out to her.

"My."

"Hi." she said looking around the yard.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm alright."

"No you're not." I said hopping up on the edge of the ring and through the ropes. "What's on your mind?"

"You have to promise me something."

"Ok." I said.

"That no matter what, you're not going to leave because of this."

"Myra why would I leave?"

"Because, In the ring, I'm not Myra anymore. I'm a completely different person in this environment."

"I told you." I said pulling her in to a hug. "I want every side of you."

She hugged me back. "If you're sure."

"I'm positive." I said lifting her chin to make her look at me.

I kissed her. Then I heard my mom.

"Dra--Oh." she laughed. "I'm sorry but it's time to go."

I looked at Myra, "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Absolutley." she smiled.

Then Mitch walked out.

"I want to apologize in advanced for the yelling." He said.

"Todd was my trainer. I can handle yelling."

"We'll be here at 3:30." he smiled at her.

"See you then."

I smiled walking away.

*Myra's POV.

If there's one thing I can handle it's definitely yelling.

But I was still nervous.

There's only one way to calm my nerves.

I went up to my room and grabbed the key to my music room.

I walked in.

Sat at my piano for a change, and started playing.

Put your lighter in the air and lead me back home

When it's all said and done and follow where the air goes

I hear you night after night calling out my name

And I'm finding myself running to meet you

I didn't want to escape

From the bricks that I laid down

You are the only one

The only that sees me

That trusts me and believes me

You are the only one

The only one that knows me

And in the dark you show me

It's perfectly reckless

Damn you leave me defenseless

So break in

Break in

You let me fall apart without letting go

Then you pick up the pieces and you make me whole

I didn't want to escape

From the bricks that I laid down

You are the only one

The only that sees me

That trusts me and believes me

You are the only one

The only one that knows me

And in the dark you show me

It's perfectly reckless

Damn you leave me defenseless

So break in

And take everything I have

Until there is nothing left

Until it's just your voice in my head

And when the lights come on

You see me as I am

You're still inside me

You are the only one

The only that sees me

That trusts me and believes me

You are the only one

The only one that knows me

And in the dark you show me

It's perfectly reckless

Damn you leave me defenseless

So break in

Break in

Put your lighter in the air and lead me back home

"Well here's a change." I saw Micha and Blake standing in the doorway.

"Figured I'd switch it up I guess." I smiled.

"Songs one we havent heard in a while." Blake said.

"Eh, was in a little bit of a Halestorm mood."

"Well, I like it." Micha said.

"Yeah, it's better than the same IPrevail song." Blake laughed.

"Hey now, It's a good song." I laughed.

"Whatever you say." Micha rolled his eyes.

"We should get to bed. You." Blake pointed at me. "Have a long day tomorrow."

He was right.

We said our goodnights and went to our rooms.

I laid there for a while and just thought about what my dad said.

'Push back My.'

I fell asleep with that phrase in my head.

I woke up around 6:30 and went to do my morning chores.

I spent a little extra time out there today because I knew it was going to be a long day for me.

I went up to my room and decided that a pair of blue jeans, a simple t-shirt, and a pair of slides would be fine for today because I was still exhausted from the weekend.

I straightened my hair, put on some mascara and blush and went downstairs to find my brothers already to go with a shaker of something on the counter.

The dreaded smoothie shaker.

Blake handed it to me. "Dad told us to make sure you drink it on the way to school." he laughed.

"Ahh, the sweet smell of Kale, Carrots, and protein boost." Micha laughed. "Training is now in session."

I rolled my eyes, took the shaker, and got in my car. We drove to school where Drake, Cooper, Jordan and Lacey were outfront waiting.

"What is that?" Jordan took the cup smelling it. He gave me a funny look. "That's nasty."

"What is it?" Drake laughed.

"Unfortunately its Kale, Carrot, and protein boost." I shook my head.

Cooper took it and took a sip. "It's not that bad." then his face turned sour. "Oh my god, OH MY GOD, yes it is. It's that bad."

We walked inside to our lockers, but for some reason they all came to mine.

"Please just leave me alone." We heard a girl say from behind us.

We all turned around to see a boy throwing things out of a girls locker.

"That's bullshit." Lacey said. "Why would someone even pick on her?"

"Who is it?" Blake asked

"Her names Cheyanne. She has autism and in special education." Jordan shook his head.

My face got really hott. The next thing I knew I was walking over to them.

"My, dont!" Cooper yelled.

*Drake's POV*

We turned and saw Dennis throwing things out of Cheyenne Frontino's locker.

Then we noticed Myra walking toward them.

"My, dont!" Cooper yelled.

She kept going.

"She asked you to leave her alone." she said to Dennis walking toward them.

He turned around. "Mind your business bitch."

"Excuse me?" She asked.

"Oh no." Blake said backing up.

"What?" I asked.

"Her face.." Micha hesitated to say.

Her face went blank when he turned back around and continued to throw things.

She walked toward him, pushed him in to the locker, grabbed his neck, and pushed his face in to the opening. "She ASKED you to leave her alone. Now, I'm TELLING you."

"And what are you going to do?" We heard an echo from the locker.

She took one of his arms, bent it behind his back so his hand was up at his shoulder and we heard him scream.

Blake and Micha started walking towards her.

"One more inch up, your elbow will dislocate. You going to leave her alone?" she asked yelling at him.

"Myra!" Blake yelled.

"ARE YOU GOING TO LEAVE HER ALONE?"

"Yes! Now let me go." She let go of his arm, pulled him out of the locker, and pushed him away from it.

"Now pick up her things, and put her locker back the way it was." She said pointing to the floor.

"Or what?" he asked.

"You don't want to get to the next or what dude." Micha said to him as Dennis turned around to see him and Blake. He glared but started picking up her things and putting them back.

She went over and grabbed Cheyenne's hand and standing in front of him. "Now apologize."

He turned around and saw Blake and Micha still standing there. "I'm sorry." he mumbled.

Myra walked towards him. "And next time you decide to mess with her, or anyone. I wont even try to dislocate your elbow. I'll snap youre arm in half."

He walked away.

We all walked over to them.

"Are you ok?" Myra asked.

"Thank you." She said hugging Myra.

"You don't have to thank me. But you can let me walk you to class!"

She smiled. "Ok!"

*Myra's POV*

The first few periods went by fast and it was already lunch. Lacey and I met outside the cafeteria. 

"I need to talk to you." I said as we were in line.

"You cant be on cheer?" She asked.

"How did you know?"

"Micha told me. I get it!"

"You do?"

"Hell yeah, if I had something I loved more than anything I would chose my passion."

I smiled at her then noticed Cheyenne sitting by herself.

"Lace?" I asked.

"We already got beat to it." she pointed.

My brothers, Drake, Jordan, and Cooper all sat down at the table with her as we were walking over.

Lacey and I sat down. "Hi Chey." She said.

"Hi." cheyenne looked down.

"What's the matter?" Blake asked.

"You guys dont have to sit with me."

"We want to." I said grabbing her hand. "Trust me."

she smiled.

We all ate our lunch talking and laughing. Cheyenne was actually really nice. She was funny too. I actually really liked her.

All of us decided that we were going to take turns walking her to class so there wasnt a chance of her being bullied again.

Blake walked her to her next class.

School went by really fast. As soon as I walked in to one class it felt like I was already heading to the next, Until it hit 2:30 and it was time to go.

I got out to the parking lot and waited for my brothers when I heard the voice of my new friend calling for me.

"Myra!"

I turned around. "Hi chey! Whose this?" I asked pointing to the older lady she was with.

"Hi dear, I'm cheyennes Mom."

"Oh, hello."

"Cheyenne told me what happened this morning. Not many people would step up to someone and defend others the way you did. So I want to thank you, from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much!"

"You dont have to thank me for being a good human being maam. I was alwasy told growing up to not be the person who bullies, but to stick up for the one being bullied. I dont tolerate bullying. And Cheyenne wont have to worry about it happening again."

"You're right about that one." Blake said walking to us with Micha.

"Hi, you must be Miss Frontino." Blake said extending his hand. "We're Myra's brothers. I'm Blake and this is Micha."

"It's nice to meet the two of you!"

"You too maam. We decided that one of us would be there to walk Cheyenne from class to class from now on. So I can promise it's not something you'll have to worry about anymore!" Micha smiled at her.

"You three, You three are good people." She smiled.

"We'll see you tomorrow Cheyenne, right at this spot." I smiled at her.

"I actually have doctors appointments tomorrow, But thursday yes!" she hugged me and walked away with her mom.

The entire car ride was silent. They know I had alot on my mind so they didnt talk.

I was thankful for the silence.

We pulled up to the house and I saw a truck in the driveway.

"They must have wanted to talk to mom and dad." Blake shrugged his shoulders.

I walked in and went straight to my room.

The first thing I did was put my hair in braids.

*Drake's POV*

Johnny and Mitch picked me up from school and went straight to the Rumford house.

We pulled in the driveway. "Remember, do not step foot in that back yard."

"Yes Mitch, I know."

"I'm serious Drake. You've got to respect her decisions when it comes to this."

"I know!" I said getting out of the car and knocking on the door.

"Oh hi Honey." Sheila answered the door hugging me.

"Hoosey, you son of a b***h!" Bruce said barreling through us and hugging Johnny.

Mitch looked at me and mouthed "Hoosey?"

I mouthed "Not a clue." and shrugged.

We walked in to the dining room and sat.

"Would anyone like a drink?" Sheila asked us.

"We'll probably need some water for training Mrs. Rumford."

"Now don't you start. I just got your brother to stop. Please call me Sheila." She smiled at my bother handing him 2 bottles.

Just then Blake and Micha walked in the dining room.

"Mitch." The boys said dapping him up.

Then they looked at Johnny. "So, why Hoosey?" the laughed.

"Damn it Bruce!" he laughed.

They sat down.

"Where's Myra?" I asked.

"She went upstairs." Micha said.

I got up. "Drake." Johnny said eyeing me down.

"It's not the yard yet!" I said walking away.

I walked up and stood in her doorway. She was turned around facing her closet.

"I like your hair that way." I said pointing to her braids.

She turned around.

"Oh, hi!"

*Myra's POV*

"I like your hair that way." I heard someone in my doorway.

I turned around and saw Drake. "Oh hi!" I said turning back around.

"I wanted to come up and see you for a few minutes" he walked over hugging me.

"You still have to stay in the house." I said turning to face him.

"Yes, My. I know." he kissed my cheek. "What are you doing in here anyway?"

"I cant get the box off the shelf in my closet." I looked down.

He reached up and grabbed it for me. "Perks of your boyfriend being 6'2" he smiled.

"I guess so." I said just staring at the box.

He started opening it "What's even in here?"

He started pulling out shorts and boxing tops. Then pulled out a picture. His face went from a smile to straight. "What is it?" I asked.

He looked at me and handed me the picture. It was a picture of Brady and I from my first ever match I won. He was holding me in the air with my legs wrapped around him with my boxing glove in the air. We were looking at eachother smiling.

"Make it a habbit to jump on him like that?" He said leaning against my dresser.

"I thought we were past this."

"We are. Just wondering if we're ever going to be as close as the two of you were."

"We trained together Drake. This was the first match I won. Thats all."

I walked over to him and hugged him. "Eventually you'll see me, I promise."

He kissed me. Then pulled away. "You have two minutes to get ready." he smiled at me.

"That means you have to get out." I pointed to the door.

"Alright alright." He threw his arms in the air and walked out.

I put on a pair of black spandex shorts and a neon orange boxing top, then walked downstairs.

Everyone's sitting around.

"OOOOh, she busted out the braids!" Blake said.

"She's going all in!" Micha laughed.

"How you doing kid? You ready?" Johnny asked me.

"As ready as I'll ever be." I looked around the kitchen. "Where's Mitch?"

All of a sudden I hear the words. "This song is dedicated to Brian Beezle Dennis."

It was Riot Maker by Tech N9ne.

I looked at Johnny. "Where in the hell?"

"What, you think Todd didn't tell me how to get you in the zone? I've got your whole playlist Myra."

We walked outside and Mitch was standing in the ring, "hope you're ready." Johnny said walking next to me.

Tech N9ne was right. We were gonna start this s**t off right.

I got in to the ring.

"Now get back out." Mitch said.

"Why?"

"Twenty times as fast as you can."

"Are you serious." I said looking down to Johnny.

He stood with his arms crossed and shook his head.

This was going to be hell.

*Drake's POV*

They walked outside and Myra got in the ring.

Then got back out. Then in and out of it 20 times.

"Why's she doing that?" I asked looking at Bruce.

"Its an endurance excercise. It looks pretty easy, but also gets you winded easily."

I looked back outside and she was in the center of the ring. She had her arms up to her face in a blocking position lifting her knees to her chest and running in place as fast as she can. "Footwork?" I asked.

"you're right." he answered.

She did that for about 2 straight minutes before she got down in to a push up stance.

She dropped. Mitch yelled, then she pushed right back up.

She'd do a push up, lift her right arm, then left, then another. She did those until she dropped.

I looked over on the table and noticed they forgot their waters.

I really wanted to go out. "I'll take these out to them." Bruce walked up behind me and took the bottles out of my hands.

"I don't think so." he said as he walked out the door.

God damn it.

"Dude, they're not going to let you step foot out that door."

"I know." I shook my head continuing to watch out the window.

About 2 hours went by and we heard Bruce yell "Boys!" from outside.

*Myra's POV*

Endurance excersices, strength excersises, stamina.

Rope whips, crunches, russian twists, speed and heavy back exersises.

About 2 hours went by.

My dad brought us out waters and just stayed there and watched.

He yelled right along with Johnny and Mitch.

Next thing I know my dad throws my training gloves at me. I looked at Mitch and he was putting on a pair of gloves as well.

"Oh no. I'm not doing this."

"If you can take hits from him you can take hits from anyone you step in a ring with."

I shook my head and put the gloves on.

"Mouth piece." Johnny said.

"He's gonna hit me in my face?" I asked.

"Treat it like a match Myra. This is how we're ending each session." Mitch said laughing at me.

I put the piece in.

Mitch started throwing punches, and I was dodging pretty well as my dad and Johnny stood watching with their arms closed.

"Fight back Myra." My dad yelled.

"I'm on the defensive!" I yelled.

"He's going easy, you need to fight back!" Johnny screamed.

"FOCUS." my dad yelled.

"I'M TRYING!" I yelled.

They looked at eachother.

"I know how to get her to focus." Johnny said. "But she's going to be mad."

"Mad's good." My dad said to him then yelled. "BOYS!"

They stepped out the door and walked up to us.

"Dad no." I felt a glove upside my head.

"MITCHELL!" I yelled.

"Guard yourelf and focus." He said.

"Mitch's done taking it easy. He's going to push you. Either push back and focus, or you're gonna be hurting." my dad said to me.

"Take a minute and go again." Johnny said as the boys sat on the table.

"Johnny, can I have the remote?" Blake asked.

He gave him a look.

"Trust me.." he said "Lets go Myra."

I looked at him funny but got back in with Mitch.

"Push back." He yelled then hit the button.

It was Never Give Up by NEFEX.

He smiled at me.

I closed my eyes.

'Push Myra, Push.' I said in my head and continued to.

I took a breath

'Push Myra, push.'

Johnny yelled fight.

I opened my eyes and no one was there. Everything was black. Except for Mitch.

He stepped toward me and threw a punch.

'Push Myra, Push'

I dodged the hit and threw a right hook to is ribcage. He took the hit like a champ.

He swung and connected with my chest with his left hand. Knocking me back against the ropes. He swung again.

'Push Myra, Push.'

I dodged and connected to the bottom of his chin with a left uppercut.

'Push Myra, Push'

I spun away from the ropes.

'Push.'

I threw a right jab. He was stunned but stayed.

'Push Myra.'

I threw 2 more right jabs. He was wabbling.

'Push'

I threw a left jab. It connected.

'Push Myra.'

Then i connected his jaw with a right hook.

He was down. I felt him tap on the matt and yell he was done.

I closed my eyes and bent over to take a breath.

I opened them and everyone was there again staring at me.

My dad and Johnny had smiles on their faces.

I started taking my gloves off and got out of the ring.

I slammed the gloves on to my dad's chest and looked at Johnny, then him. "I pushed back."

I stomped in to the house, where Drake and my brothers shouldve been. Then walked past my mom yelling for me and then in to my room.

I was pissed.

*Drake's POV*

One song and everything changed.

She was right, she was a completely different person, and it was incredible.

It was hard not to get caught up in her foot work and combinations.

She was dodging, throwing rights, and even a few lefts. After a right hook, Mitch called the match. She took off her gloves, gave them to her dad, and said she pushed back.

She stormed in to the house.

I went to go walk in "Not tonight." Johnny said grabbing my arm.

"Why?" I asked.

Bruce walked over to me and put his arm over me, "Because we just broke the only condition she had."

"We're gonna get going anyway bud. You're mom's got dinner almost ready."

We left.

I texted her.

D; didn't want to say goodbye before we left?

I waited until we got home. Nothing.

D; Myra?

Nothing again.

I texted Blake and Micha.

D; is she alright?

B; I havent heard from her.

M; She's in the music room.

B; Thats comin from her bathroom Mic.

B; She's mad.

D; at who?

M; All of us.

D; all we did was listen.

M; To everyone but her.

M; I know it's a group chat but since I'm already here, Blake will you go get me ice?

B; There is no more.

D; how do you run out of ice?

M; Damn that girl.

B; My took all of it for an icebath.

She was in pain?

Something tells me I was in for it when she decided to talk to me.

*Myra's POV*

I just got out of an ice bath around 8:30 when I walked down for dinner no one was there except for my dad.

"Music was pretty loud." he said.

"Yeah? So was you yelling for the boys."

"I did what you needed to focus Myra."

"What you needed was to listen to the one thing I asked."

"I did what YOU needed girl." he yelled at me "Let it go."

"let it go?" I yelled

"Yes Myra, let it go! I'm going to do everything I can to make you get everything you reach for." he said standing up. "Get over it."

Just then Blake ran down the stairs. "Alright guys, why dont we just call it a night." He said standing between us. "My, you've had a long day. Just grab something to eat and go to bed."

I looked at him. "Please, before you two upset mom even more."

"I'll go take care of your mom." My dad said walking away. "You, take care of your damn attitude."

Blake turned and looked at me.

"Not wise My."

"You said youd stay inside."

"My.." he said i walked away.

"Myra Anne!" He yelled after me.

I slammed my door behind me and locked it.

I didnt even bother texting Drake back.

I didn't want to talk to him.

I just went to bed.