Beggar
“71..higher, 72...73...” Ever heard the saying you can take a horse to the water but you can't make it drink?
Spade doesn't believe in that saying.
I know because he told me over and over and over again.
Whenever I'm tired, he pushes.
When I can do no more, he forces.
Spade believes I'm only a human and if he's there he can sure as f**k make me do it.
“81, 82, keep those abs tight we ain't leaving until it's done, 83.”
My stomach, neck, back, legs, arms and all the other places I don't know are throbbing, aching as I lift into another curl.
Spade is relentless today. ‘It's for your own good’ my a*s.
My morning started crappy, it's just past 11am and it hasn't gotten better.
“92... I don't see those abs tight Beggar.”
The sweat drips from my forehead down into my eye.
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