•The Way You Felt•

↳ XII. Spy Games 4

"in there y'all go." shoupe uncuffed us and put us into a jail cell. i sat down in the corner and put my head in my hands. jj sat next to me and i looked over at his face.

"that's a pretty bad lip." we laughed softly.

"yeah well look at your face, miss purple belt."

"i thought my name was ms. faye."

"it can be both."

we just smiled at each other then looked in opposite areas of the cell.

"my dads gonna kill me." i muttered, looking at the cell bars, hoping the next person to walk to them wouldn't be him. and suddenly that gave me a thought.

"jj."

"hm?"

"remember when we were at the shipyard, hiding in the ship from the dog?" he nodded.

"...was it true what you said about your dad hitting you before?" i looked up at him. he put his head down.

"yeah."

the silence danced through the air again. i don't think i've been in a place this quiet unless i'm sleeping or reading in my room with no one else in the house.

"...my dad gets drunk and high a lot," jj broke the silence. "and bobby, the security guard knows about it so it was easy for him to believe my story." he looked at his hands. "i'm used to it, it's okay."

i grabbed his face and made him look at me.

"don't you ever say that again, understand? it's not okay, it's child abuse, no matter how old you are." i spoke firm.

"no child should ever feel as if it's okay they get tossed around just because the parent makes shitty actions, or feel as if they're not loved and it's okay to be neglected." i preached to him.

"the next time your father hits you or gets you as pissed off as you are when topped and rafe are around," i looked him straight in the eye. "you come over to my house and i'll bring you right in. rain or shine."

we stayed like that for a few more seconds, the air still, till jj pulled me in for a tight hug.

"thanks, faye."

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