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The Visitor:
---------------------It's been a couple of days since that late night at the Chateau. John B and Sarah already left for the boat trip with the Camerons. Santana applied for Heyward's Seafood, just as I predicted, and is currently an active employee over there. I asked Kie for a job application for working at The Wreck, and when I raised the question, boy was she excited for me to work there.
I haven't heard from JJ since I turned him down that night. He was the last one to wake up that following morning, and before I could make one conversation with him, he ignored me and left. None of us have heard or seen JJ since, and it was concerning. Kie says that he always throws dumb tantrums and leaves without notifying them, and once he calms down, he'll be back.
But the thing was that she didn't know what went down the night before. She doesn't know that it's my fault JJ's out of reach. Why did I freak out at the last minute? I thought I was ready. I thought that night in the kitchen would've been my night to claim myself again. Where I could be who I was without all of these insecurities. Without all of these trashy thoughts, I make of myself. I couldn't stop thinking about the way JJ touches me and the way he talked dirty to me. Everything about JJ was addicting, his eyes, his mouth, his words, his laugh, his tongue...
"Mer?" A soft feminine voice disrupts my thoughts. I blink back to see Kie putting her apron around her waist and tying it back. She puts her hair into a bun, then puts on a light brown head scarf over it, "You got your application and resume right?" I completely forgot where I was when those deep reflections consumed me. I glance up to see the entrance of The Wreck.
A bubbly feeling clenches my gut while staring at the grand sign. I grip onto my job application tightly as if I might lose it in the wind. I took a breath and nodded at Kie. Tucking a piece of my hair behind my ears, I opened the glass door, leading both of us inside the restaurant. The smell of fried food and the scent of the sea refreshes the air around us, giving us a warm welcome into the building. Kie led me to the ordering table where the register was and told me to stay there until she gets her parents.
Once she walks her way to the back of the restaurant, I let myself get a good glance around the place. People were eating and chatting at the tables, enjoying their time here. A girl with strawberry blonde colored hair makes eye contact with me. She glares at me as if she was trying to identify who I was. Worry boils in my stomach as I watch the girl's eyes rise; with that, she immediately pulls out her phone. She taps on her phone as if she were to dial someone and brings it to her ear.
Taking breaths before my anxiety builds up, my eyes wander over other tables around The Wreck, where I saw the table we all sat down to eat that one morning. The same one where JJ slid his hand under the table and onto my thighs until he touched my clothed sensitive area between my legs.
God, the confidence that JJ has is astounding, and it could be startling too. Because it makes me have these thoughts that I have no control over. Would I have done it on the kitchen counter? Would I show him all of me the same way that I showed Topper? Would JJ appreciate that opportunity to see me uncovered? I started to have that warm feeling in my chest that maybe, just maybe, someone wouldn't judge me the way I was shaped.
I leaned over the cash register, waiting for Kie and her parents. I would lie if I said that I wasn't nervous. Since Kie is a Kook, well half Kook considering she's been hanging with us Pogues, her parents must've heard about my video. Hopefully, since Kie doesn't know about it, her parents haven't heard the drama either.
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Anchor- A JJ Maybank Fanfic
RomanceWARNING WILL CONTAIN: SMUT, VIOLENCE, PHYSICAL ABUSE, SEXUAL ASSAULT, DRUG ABUSE All I could do was stare at him as my body responded with throbs of heat down to the most sensitive area below my stomach as prickling sparks crawled down my spine. He...