Prayer of the Damned by Nica

Author:Nica [Nica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Bellcolor

I’m screwed. Big-time. Valentina and I are late to our first self-defense class. But unlike Valentina, who somehow managed to get away without being punished, I got picked as the guinea pig for the first face-off.

I can tell that Ms. Kingsley is a tough bitch just by the glare she shot me as soon as I set foot in the gym. I won’t lie, I expected to see a male coach, but the powerful aura her firm body radiates makes it clear to me that she’s on par with any man.

And if the embarrassment of being called out by Ms. Kingsley to stand next to her in a boxing ring isn’t awful enough, add the school uniform for self-defense lessons. Seriously. Despite the changes my body is going through, standing next to a redheaded bombshell like Ms. Kingsley makes me feel like a Q-tip. And all the students staring at me must be thinking the same. Embarrassing? Understatement.

“Gather ‘round, children,” Ms. Kingsley calls out to the class. “I promise there’s no cause for alarm. Everything we demonstrate during the first year won’t include blood.”

Blood? Fuck, fuck, fuck. My head spins and my muscles cramp. Fucking breathe, Belle. Out of the corner of my eye I pick up on Valentina’s distress, and motion to her that I’m able to control the madness threatening to take hold of me. Of course there’s no blood, you absolute bitch. I can’t bleed anyway. I have a feeling Ms. Kingsley didn’t just happen to pick me, even if the rest of the class isn’t aware of that. Have I mentioned that I’m screwed?

“Self-defense training is very important, and they’ll be about fifty percent of your overall studies during the next three years of your life here with us at the University of Bologna. We believe that fulfilling your calling, which will be selected at the end of your studies, is only possible if you’re able to defend yourselves. Don’t forget, children, we’re at war. And in war you must know how to defend yourselves, not just how to fight.”

Ms. Kingsley finishes her opening remarks, turns to me and brings up her hands in a fighting stance. She nods to me, and I imitate her posture. But my hands are shaking wildly, and my legs are unconsciously backing up until my back hits the ring ropes.

“This is just a demonstration, Bellcolor, you have nothing to fear,” Ms. Kingsley tries to calm me down, but it doesn’t help at all. The look in her eyes could freeze Hell itself.

She darts towards me with no preparation, and all I can do is use my arms to defend my body. She strikes me without pausing, without hesitating, without mercy. I take the hits all over my body. The blows to my sides are the worst. I feel my internal organs rocking, my head is spinning and all I want to do is vomit from the pain pulsing through every point in my body.

“Stop…” I manage to say, but my plea goes unheard.

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