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42

it was dark outside.

i tugged my clothes back on, Rafe doing the same.

who didn't love a quickie in a church?

by the time Renfield returned with a bigger truck, i'd managed to sort my hair and makeup, and looked somewhat normal—i.e; like i hadn't just been fucked on an altar.

Renny glanced between us and tutted.

i didn't give a shit what he thought.

"let's move the cross." he strode past us.

Rafe grabbed the other end of the cross and they tried to lift it.

they managed to carry it two steps, before dropping it simultaneously, making a dent in the wooden floor.

"fuck," Rafe panted. "we need help, June."

i looked about. "there's nobody else here."

Rafe gave me a look. "we need you to help, Juno."

"what?" i tried not to laugh. "me?!"

"yes, you." Ren wiped his hands on his trousers.

"i can't." i frowned.

"why not?" he folded his arms.

"i... i'll hurt myself!"

"no, you won't."

"yes i will! i'm not good at heavy lifting—any lifting!"

"lifting, or working?" Renfield lifted an eyebrow.

"both." i glared at him.

"come on, Ju, it's not far." Rafe said.

"i don't care!" i yelled.

"do you want a cut of the cross or not? because if you don't help, you won't get any!" Ren's voice grew louder.

"yes i fucking will." i snarled.

"i wouldn't be so sure."

i picked up a large piece of wood and hurled it at his head.

he ducked quickly and the wood hit the wall with a loud thud, dislodging a picture which smashed on the floor.

"watch it!" he shouted.

"don't fucking yell at me, bitch!" i yelled back.

he stalked towards me, barging past Rafe, who tried to stand between us.

he came closer and closer, wanting me to back away.

i stood still, my feet planted firmly, arms folded.

i wasn't weak, and i sure as hell wasn't afraid of him.

i prowled forwards a couple of steps, glowering into his eyes.

"what are you gonna do, Ren? hit me?"

"you're testing my fucking patience, Wills."

"leave her alone, Renfield, she's eighteen." Rafe said in a low voice.

Ren glanced at Rafe.

"get away from her." he growled.

both our eyes snapped to him.

"or what?" Renfield laughed mockingly.

"let's just move this fucking cross before the Pogues get back." he stared Renfield down.

Ren turned to me.

i levelled him with the same look.

"fine, whatever." he said.