The Good War-JJ fanfic

Chapter two

After escaping security Callie made her way back to her house. she was walking rather slowly through the streets of figure eight. dreading the moment when her house came into view.

She could only imagine the storm she would be walking into when she opened the door. Cal hasn't been home in 3 days. and that wouldn't go over well. at all.

The sound of a loud engine sneaking closer brought her out of her thoughts. turning around only to find Rafe, motherfucking, cameron striding towards her in his dirt bike. "Hey Cal!"

"what do you want rafe!" disgust evident in my voice.

"whoa whoa what's with all the hostility. i mean i was just checking in." he says with a chuckle. but it only made me more uncomfortable than i already was.

"yeah well i don't need u checking in on me dickhead, alright you and i both know that you are here for something els. when have you ever just checked in' huh?" I say with air quotes.

" you wish you could have my di-" he starts but is cut off as my fist goes colliding with his jaw.

"Don't talk to me like that!"

"damn girl, you have a nice right hook but next time maybe put in a little more force little one."

"it was still pretty hot though" he says as he continues to check me out.

Barf!

he licks his lips as he says, " it really gets me going you know." he says taunting me as he gets uncomfortably close to me.

"Get the hell away from me." i say in a rather calm tone.

Rule Number One, Never show fear. keep a straight face and act like you're bigger than the other person.

" You know there is a hurricane coming tonight. you could always stay at mine, instead of walking home alone." he says with a smirk.

"You would like that wouldn't you?" i say sarcastically but still going with his game of torment.

Rule Number Two, play along. If you play there little mins game they are less likely to attack or get angry.

he while sticking his young against the inside of his cheek. "You're a little bitch you know that!?"

"Oh honey, trust me I know."

I stare directly in his eyes.

Rule Number Three, look directly in the eyes. don't back down. Don't run! Don't show weakness! Eyes can talk. make them believe your fearless with only one glance. Don't back down!

" I was just offering." he said bitterly, clearly getting annoyed.

"Yeah, and, I. Don't. Give. Two. Shits."

he forcefully grabbed my arms pulling me closer. my breath hitched but i didn't flinch away.

DON'T BACK DOWN!

DON'T RUN!

BREATH!

" You know you should really be nicer to me. you may regret it someday." he says with a laugh and he lets go an pushes me backwards. He winks at me while walking backwards to his bike. Gross!