Lola was a 19 year old mutant raised by a single mom who was an abusive alcoholic who wasn't even her real mom she doesn't know her real parents but she is a trouble maker trying to control her powers trying to run away from the police as she tries...
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Lola: (walking around crying) There she is! Lola: no (starts running) In a ally John: a mutant nearby Marcos: and police I hear sirens John: we save him or her Marcos: yes I catch her you make sure she doesn't escape and the police don't take it John: got it Lola: (runs and flips over) damn it heels (keeps on running) Marcos: (runs in front of her) Lola: (screams and slams her hand as a purple light is in them a green tornado surrounding them then back to normal) don't arrest please I didn't mean too I can't control my powers (crying) please don't Marcos: no I'm here to help you Lola: (crying) you are John: there coming take her in the car Marcos: (picks her up in a bridle up to the car) drive (puts her in the back and sits next to her) John: (drives fast) Marcos: what's your name Lola: Lola Marcos: that's John I'm Marcos listen I want hurt you I'm helping you I'm going to protect you ok Lola: (nods) are you one too Marcos: both of us Lola: my ankle Marcos: you know what they say don't run in heels (laughs) right Lola: (chuckles) yeah well I thought I wasn't going go get chased Marcos: you got clothes Lola: my bag (gets it off her back) Marcos: cool At his house Carmen: who the hell is she Marcos: Carmen we found her Carmen: the guest bedroom is for John Marcos: she needs a bed John: I'll sleep on the couch Carmen: no she can sleep in the couch Marcos: quit being a bitch Lola: (coughing) John: she needs somewhere comfortable Lola: I'll take the damn couch ok (lays down) Carmen: (grabs her a blanket) see Lola: thanks Marcos: damn it John: (sits with Lola) They go tot their room Marcos: just take of her alright feed her clothe her Carmen: why Marcos: she doesn't know control I have to help her I heard she was an innocent girl who made a mistake she couldn't control alright Carmen: what if she attacks me Marcos: she won't if she doesn't accident Carmen: fine In the living room Lola: (coughing) thanks John: your cold and wet Lola: it was raining and it's winter John: yeah Marcos! Marcos: (has his hand and puts his hand on her shoulder and walks off) Lola: thanks John: don't worry your safe here
