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❝ don't fuck with my boys ❞
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𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝
We arrive at the bonfire and it's already packing with people from all over the island. The yearly Outer Banks tradition is already in full swing and everyone seems very cheery considering the year we've had, but I guess not everyone was affected by the losses.
I'm handed a red solo cup by John B and I accept it without thanking him, turning back to look at Kiara who is ranting to Pope about her parents kicking her out.
"It's classic, you know? She kicks me out because I tell the truth" Kiara scoffs in annoyance
"Right" Pope nods, looking a little fed up and I shake my head in amusement.
I chug the contents of my cup and discard of it in a nearby trash can, turning and bumping into a hard chest. I stumble backwards and look up at the face attached to the exposed chest, my heart dropping to my stomach.
"Miss me, blondie?" Joshua smirks down at me.
"Get lost, dude" I scoff, crashing my shoulder into him as I pass him.
"Wait up! Don't be like that" He laughs, grabbing my wrist and yanking me back.
I yelp in surprise as I stumble backwards and the boy spins me around to face him, smirking down at me menacingly. My eyes dart around in anxiety to try and find someone, anyone that I know. I come up empty and curse myself for walking away from the Pogues, wishing I'd just littered and taken the scolding from Kiara.
"Let go of me, Joshua" I demand, trying to pull away from him.
"You can drop the tough act. We both know you're scared of me" Joshua grins and I can tell he enjoys my fear, liking to feel as though I'm inferior to himself.
"If you don't step the fuck back I will scream" I warn him.
"Go ahead. You'll look crazier than people already think you are" He counters and my stomach twists.
"I'm not crazy" I argue.
"You're loopy, Cameron. Just like your psycho of a brother and murderer of a father" Joshua spits at me in disgust.
"I'm nothing like my brother or my father" I sneer up at him and his grip tightens, but I don't allow him to see how much he's hurting me.
"If you don't take the cowards way out like your dad, then you'll likely drink yourself to death like your mother did. You're life is looking pretty bleak in the future" He tries to get under my skin.
"I'm going to tell you one more time before I cause a scene. Take your fucking hands off of me" I threaten the boy.
He opens his mouth to reply but a shadow suddenly covers the glow of the bonfire on his face and he looks behind me with a fearful expression.
"You heard the lady. Take your fucking hands off her" JJ's rage filled voice speaks from behind me and I exhale in relief.
Joshua immediately steps back from us and holds his hands up in mock surrender, grinning cockily although I know he's shitting himself.
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