Morgan's pov:
I woke up to my alarm going off. I'm so tired I haven't woke up this early in so long.I got ready and headed to the gym to get ready for training.
Morgan: hi I'm ready
Another thing I don't like is men thinking women are weak I've always been really strong I just always hid it. I don't look it one bit.
Derek: get in position and show us what you can do first.
There was a man in front of me and so I shook my whole body and got ready. I punched him right in the face and he actually fumbled a little. He was a big man so I didn't know my punch would take that much of an effect.
Derek: Impressive now let's work on if someone comes up behind you and tries to attack.
I turned my back to the man I felt him get near me and I grabbed his arm twisting it until he started yelling.
We practiced a few more moves and Derek told me I was good and didn't really need training in that department. He told me to head outside so I followed him unknowing what we were about to do.
Derek handed me a gun and told me he wanted to see how good my air was.
I've never shot a gun before they actually made me nervous but I wanted to make him proud so I grabbed it. When I had the gun in my hand I looked at the target and got the gun positioned. Somehow I managed to put the bullet right in the middle of the target.
Morgan: what can I say I've got skill
Derek: don't get cocky
That kind of hurt I've never seen myself as cocky. I just like to make people proud.
Derek told me I was done for the day so I went to my room to take a shower. Derek said he had people coming again tonight so I needed to get ready.
I took a quick nap so I would have energy for tonight.
I woke up from my alarm and out on a light baby blue dress this time. I've never felt prettier unless I was in black or blue.
I walked down the stairs and saw even more people than last time. I saw a few familiar faces so I spoke to them for a little bit and then went to the bar to get a few drinks in my system.
After a few drink I went to the poker table and played a few rounds. Men were getting mad at me because I hustled quite a bit of money from them.
Eventually the drinks started to hit and I needed to go to the bathroom. When I was washing my hands looking down when I felt and arm on my shoulder. For some reason all of my training left my body and I was scared. The man began to feel me up and I got mad. I twisted his arm and did everything I had been trained to do.
I looked up to see Derek looking at me. He looked disappointed. Then he slapped me across the face.
Morgan: what was that for
Derek: you hesitated you never let your guard down
I felt ashamed. I had failed him. I went up to my room and got ready for bed. I couldn't sleep so I sat outside my bedroom window and looked up at the night sky. It really was beautiful.
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FanfictionMy name is Morgan. I grew up in fosters care where I met 2 boys. We were all 10 when we met. as rime went on times only got harder. Morgan runs into them years later. Stories will get told, but will Morgan accept them? Storie contains ⚠️sh ⚠️ abu...