Capítulo 23: Training Larissa

I know she's tired,i can see she almost wants to collapse,i also know I'm pushing her too hard but shes not like the others that come through here,when she turned up this morning she wasn't bold as brass like they usually are and she didn't whine and complain about having to do nothing but run laps, i know she couldn't take much more the way she slowed and eventually started to collapse.                                                                                                                                                             when i told her she could go to lunch she practically crawled out the door,i was surprised because usually by that point there are tears and tantrums about how they couldn't do it and they wanted to go home,but not Larissa, no ,there wasn't a tear in sight ,which i found quiet strange but she just kept plowing on with my orders,I'm pretty sure if i hadn't told her to stop when i did she would have kept going until she did collapse.                                                                          At lunch i sat in a corner by myself and watched her as she ate anything that came into her hands not really noticing what she was putting into her mouth and by the end of lunch she had a look of complete exhaustion on her face,i chuckled to myself she wasn't so different after all, it was always the same they did the morning session then skipped out on the afternoon session, well until i hunted them down and screamed at them, shaking my head i headed back to my training hall.                                                                                                                                                                        As I'm standing there contemplating how I should spend the next few free hours before going to hunt down Larissa to scream at her, she walks into the room and stands there with a look of determination on her face, ok well it looks like I underestimated you, baby girl, I think to myself with an inward chuckle.                                                                                                                                                      I spend the rest of the afternoon watching her on the punch bags, part of me is looking forward to sparing with her but the sensible part is dreading it, I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to handle being that close to her , being near her makes me want to touch her and to protect her, which annoys me because I shouldn't feel like this especially when she could be dead in a few weeks so I take my frustration out on her for being here in the first placed and make her work extra hard on the punch bags.