ROXIE
It has been a grueling day of non-stop training. Uncle Keith has been kicking my ass.
The amount of times he has put me on my ass has been unreal; I mean, I know he knows his stuff, but he likes to kick a girl when she’s down.
I remember uncle Keith telling me to put all my frustration and anger into my punches and kicks. I think he changed his mind, especially when Bex kept placing an image of Lex in my head and Naomi’s. The thought of Naomi made my blood boil. I wanted her to suffer as much as I have, but I also wish to show her what I am made of and would love to wrap my hand around her neck.
I was punching the punch bag when I heard someone call out, “Damn, you know, you can throw a mean punch, Rox.”
I stopped and stared at the person before me. I was stunned; he was meant t
