-Stella-

I look into his eyes as he had leaned into me

"What do you think you are doing?" I asked him uncertainly.

"Exercise, I thought you needed someone to help you out"

"I am here with my friend and he would dislike you helping me out," I say to Terry as his eyes focused on my lips.

"I just want to help, and I work here so it won't be wrong to help you work out," Terry says to me as he places his hands over my waist and waits for me to bend over.

I bent over and do two stretches, and he seems rigid as he holds my waist with his hands while I bend.

He lies down on the floor and then he asked me to come over him, that seems so somehow? and I will not like to come over his body.

Plus he is bare-chested and is only wearing his shorts, " I'm sorry, but I can't do that workout" I said to Terry. 

"Oh common, I know you might not feel comfortable with this... but it has a hundred percent effects in making your waist smaller," Terry says to me like it was nothing but it sounded good.

I feel like he likes this.

But he sounds so true, I guess it will not be wrong to try it out, I came over his body with my legs up, he stays right behind me and then he supports me to raise my legs up and I started the workout.

I can only feel the pains in my stomach, It seems like he's a professional at this.

He leans closer behind me and then he spoke, "let us do ten raises" Terry said to me with his voice that seemed rather steady.

"Okay, I am ready"

"Alright start, you won't mind if I placed my hands close to your butt right?" Terry said to me.

"Feel free... I just want to finish today's exercise, " I replied him after keeping silent for a while.

"Okay," Terry replies to me from behind.

I started to do the lap raises and he counts from behind me.

"One and two and three and a four," Terry says to me as I raised my laps up quickly as he counts.

"Did you miss me?" Terry says to me from behind me and I tried to pretend that I did not hear what he had just said.

I froze thinking of pushing him away and running to Elvis for help.

I try to move but then terry places his hands over my laps and he leans in, with his hot breath air pouring over my neck and something hard from below me.

Gosh! That can't be what I am thinking about.

"What do you think you're doing" I mumur.

"I know you like me," Terry said to me from behind me and he continued.

"Guess what?"

"What, " I asked him back.

"I dreamt of you,"

Shit! I dreamt of him too, should I tell him... I want to tell him.

But no... It would make him say something that I might not be comfortable with.

"I don't do your type," I said to him when I fully know that he's the type of guy every girl will be begging God for.

"Hey! What do you mean?"

"I'm not comfortable with you leaning on my butt that tight.

It does not seem to be a type of exercise and you are actually pinning me to yourself.

"I no longer wish to exercise with you," I said to him trying to sound as serious as possible.

"Okay, I will let you go but then... don't forget that I saved you last night.

Terry says from behind me as he lets me go finally.

I'm free and I almost wish I could tell him to hold me back to his hard abs and a huge chest, but it's too late now.

He seems to be a bad boy too, so it would be better to avoid him, I stood up, and I walked away to look for Elvis who I am sure by now should be looking for me.

Soon afterward, I saw him.

He is sitting at a corner and from my view, I can only see his side view, he's definitely tired of looking for me.

I walk towards him just to see a girl sitting on his laps and behaving like a how a bitch would.

"What are you doing Elvis?" I said out with an audible voice.

"Oh, nothing, meet my new friend Stanley," Elvis said to me as he arranged her hair.

"What the heck?" I said looking at both of them.

"Oh...sorry Stanley meet my best friend Stella," Elvis says staring at me.

"You! you're so wicked," I said to both of them, But the person I was talking to was Stanley.

The girl that arranged with bad boys for me to be raped. "You this wretched which", I said as I rushed to Stanley.

Landing a hot slap on her face.

I liked her as a friend and I never thought my first girl that's a friend would betray me in this way.

Stanley looks away and Elvis holds her into himself... making me get highly jealous.

"I never knew you could be so harsh to people, what did she do to deserve that?" Elvis asked me with his eyes confused and surprised at my actions,"

"and So what! she tried to harm me before and you are here supporting this evil bitch" i said to Elvis feeling a kind of headache.

"Wait... What?"

"Exactly, she's a bad girl," i said to him but then once again I could not hold my anger towards her.

I rushed to give her my best and act all strong...even though... I knew that I am very lazy compared to Elvis strength.

I just hope that I won't be like a weak girl that can't even kill a fly.

As I raised my hands to slap her, Elvis used his hands to grab my hand and he threw it away, the force he used to throw away my hands made me stagger about to fall down the stairs.

In my eyes... As I saw myself about to meet my death, a hand wrapped around my waist and brought me to safety.

I looked to see who had just saved me and my eyes met with that of Terry.

He's sweaty and he's still bare-chested, my hands are placed over his chest and the feeling of been saved by terry made me calm.

"Are you okay?" Terry asked me worried.

"I'm fine, thank you," I said to him as I released myself from his grip.

"Stella, I'm sorry," Elvis said to me as he came closer leaving Stanley behind to hold me.

"You! What you did was wrong, how could you act forcefully like that on a lady?" Terry said to him kind of annoyed.

"Excuse me, I will like it if you stay out of this" Elvis said to Terry as he walks by the side of terry... trying to hold my hand.

"Don't touch me?" I said to him still feeling sad and staring at Elvis who wants to apologize.

Then a sudden stronghold, it was terry and he was holding Elvis clothes like he wanted to throw him away.

Elvis turns to and launches a punch at Terry but then, surprisingly terry doges and launches a punch that hit Elvis so hard that I feared that Elvis might faint like how that guy fainted in the club before.

A bone cracked sound was heard by me and fear filled my body as I looked at Elvis over the floor.

"He's dead?" I asked in a whispering tone.