Superman

Chapter 20

~Marshalls P.O.V.~

     

      I get to the gym at around 5. Rachel is with Ren out doing whatever the fuck girls do together. When I get inside I'm hit with the refreshing smell of sweat. I'm not two steps in the door before I'm swarmed with hugs and greetings. I'm mid conversation and I feel the group separate. Rule walks through the center and stands before me.

"He's come back." Rule announces, grinning and offers me a brotherly hug. "Good to see you back on your feet."

"Trust me man it's good to be back." I smile back.

"Good. Your welcome back party is at my place tonight."

      I missed this place. I missed it a lot. Yeah to bad Rachel hates it. I start to think about her. Eventually I'll retire from this but will she be willing to wait? Oh so you're gonna marry her? I'd never thought about it before. I love her. I've had other women before but I've never loved a single one until her. I see us together. I see us in a different house with no worries at all. Just her, me, and the promise she'll stay with me forever.

      Another thing dawns on me. Rachel's never had a boyfriend before me. She's never had sex with anyone other than me. I'm her standards. What if she gets bored with me? What if someone better comes along? See I've had my time to date around and find the right one. She's the right one for me. But I'm worried I won't be the right one for her. Stop. I force those thoughts away with my stomach churning. Thinking like that makes me sick.

"Wanna get to it then?" Rule smiles, handing me my black boxing gloves.

"Yeah." I sigh, half smiling and pulling on the gloves.

      Once changed, I pull off my shirt. Noticing my bruises are still visible I have a moment of panic but remember that Rule and Maverick haven't seen the originals. I sigh a sigh of relief and walk over to the speed bags. Rule is waiting there for me with Cash who's holding a stopwatch. We bump fists through my gloves and I begin sending power punches at the bag. Oh I've missed this.

"Stop." Cash demands, clicking the button. "Jesus Marshall you haven't slowed down at all."

      I smirk with pride. We run this drill for a while before Rule puts on gloves and takes us into the ring. Cash follows, hanging on the ropes on the outer edge. Rule holds up his covered hands and calls out commands while I deliver the right combinations for each one.

"When's your brother coming? Rule calls to Cash.

"Any minute." He answers.

      My stomach twists. Emmett. I had forgotten Emmet is step brothers with Cash. I fucking hate him. The thought of Emmett causes my body to fill with rage. Visions of him and Rachel playing pool together come back to me and I start to breathe heavy. What a fucking prick. I deliver forceful punches that Rule now has to shake off before resetting. If he fucking touches her I will kill him. I give Rule's gloves one last hook until he pulls away and takes them off. Underneath his hands are red from the force.

"Where was that when you were fighting Decko?" Rule laughs and shoves my shoulder.

"I wasn't angry then." I say taking a very long swig of water.

"You're angry now? Why?"

"Emmett's got his eye on Rachel." I say quietly.

      Rule raises his eyebrows. His expression reads "and you're letting this happen?".