book 3 of 4
have you ever hated someone so badly you just wanted to shoot them dead? yeah, well, be careful what you fucking wish for.
let's get one thing straight, when bianca prescott wrote up that hit list, she never intended on actually murderin...
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Bianca wasn't prepared for the shit storm she was walking into.
She knew JJ would be furious. But she kind of hoped he'd still be holding Pope's hand by the time she came back. Alas, he was not.
Instead, leaning against the wall was JJ, chewing the nail of his thumb. When he heard the two girls walk in, he whirled around, jaw clenched.
"Ooh," Cleo sing-songed. "Someone's in trouble."
"Where were you?" JJ demanded, striding up to his girlfriend. "You can't just-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Bianca shoved a cutter in his mouth, forcing him to bite down. At first, the boy tried to rear his head back but upon realizing he was chewing food— real, proper food— his body slackened.
Bianca glanced over her shoulder at Cleo who was watching with amusement, "See? Told you. Hangry."
"I was—" JJ scarfed down each morsel, trying to talk between bites. "So worried— you can't just leave like—" He swallowed again, practically having inhaled the entire thing. "Like that— it's stupid and— what if you— you had gotten caught— what is this? And do you have more?" He glanced up hopefully.
Bianca laughed at the boy, tilting her head in adoration. She longed to throw something at him. A brick. The chair. Herself. But mostly the chair.
"It's impolite to talk with your mouth full, JJ," She told him, pushing his chin closed with her pointer finger. She brushed past him to glance out at the ocean, careful not to rouse the others.
"Yes, ma'am," JJ took note of how her eyes crinkled at the corners and knew she wasn't putting on a front. The sight made his heart flutter.
This was the old Bianca he missed so dearly. The one who teased him when he said something stupid and drove him insane with her stubbornness. He wished he could capture her like this, in the sunlight.
