My Superman...

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"Yo, Whitey!" Yells a voice from behind me, I look over to see Future coming over,

"Hey man was'up." I say, I may sound like a boy but all my friends are boys and I don't have a mom so it's hard to be girly, I'm wearing a pair of tight jeans, black hoodie, and a worn out pair of chucks that just barely fit, their old and worn out with holes, I've had them for four years, they really hurt but we can't afford more, i am also 17,

"I signed ya up for da battle."

"What?!"

"Yeah." He says with a goofy smile,

"Dog, you know that's Rabbit's thing I can't me intruding on it, now take ma name of da list."

"No." He spits out like a spoiled child,

"Come on man, what if we get picked against each other, it wouldn't be good, no I'll just do it next time or stick to drawing."

"Com'on, whitey you have ta."

"Next time Future, now get out'a here before ma pa wakes up, or hill hurt ya too." I say and he puts his hands up in defeat,

"A'ight, a'ight, But you need to get outa here gurl."

"I know just please don't tell Rabbit."

"A'ight." He says before leavin',

"Megan!" I hear my pa yell, uh oh this ain't gonna be good,

"I-I'm in hear!" I yell back knowing that if I didn't answer he'd just beat me harder, he stumbles into the livin' room of our tiny as trailer and punches me in the stomach.

Marshall's POV:
"Future, you gotta stop doin' this, what if Megan and I get paired up against each other?" I ask furious with him,

"That's what she said!" Future exclaims,

"Whateva, where's Megan, I need ta talk ta her." I ask, I'm gonna finally do it, I'm gonna tell her I love her,

"She's in her trailer." He says and I wave a goodbye before heading to her trailer, I hear some shooting and screaming and I let myself in to see Megan and her father beating her, I trow him off, of her and begin to strangle him.

Megan's POV:

I was being beat up by my dad like every day I was on the floor while he was above me beating me, when he was suddenly pulled off of me, and even though Marshall is short he's strong, he's currently strangling my dad as I cry my eyes out, scared that my dad'll escape from his strong grip and start beating me, after a while he passes out and Marshall turns around and looks at me, his face softening, he walks up to me and picks me, I curl up in his arms feeling safe for the first time in years.

(A/N: sry if any of this seems races I was looking over if and it kinda seemed a bit races when I read over it and I was like uh oh because I didn't mean for it to sound that way so I'm sorry.)