June March stood at the edge of the driveway, her lips turned down into a frown as she looked at the shitty house. She had been here once before, deep in the cut at Barry's house, and the last time she had visited it hadn't been a very good trip. However she knew this man was Rafes man with a plan, and she just happened to have a map that may or may not lead to some treasure she was tasked with finding.
She had laid in bed with JJ the night before, staring up at the ceiling and trying to convince herself to just let it go. But the hidden map was burning a hole in her pocket, and it was the intrigue of accomplishing the feat that was driving her, not the perspective of more money. In fact, she wasn't entirely sure what she would do with the money if she found it...but she was riddled with doubt that it even existed outside of a phony map and legend. The thought of accomplishing what Leon had asked her to do was a bittersweet expedition, her mind and heart convincing her of two different things.
She stood before the house with that same frown, wondering what she had done that had led her to this exact moment. She was sure Rafe wasn't here, but that she even cared at this point, they were in the same position at the moment as they had been the first time they had broken up. It was like they didn't even know the other existed, only on passing, only as acquaintances. Her heart beat for one boy and him only, JJ finally breaking through that wall and capturing her love again. And June didn't think there was a single thing anyone, including Rafe, could do about that at the moment.
But that didn't mean she didn't think of him. Thinking of him led her directly to where she was, her eyes lowing to the gravel and then a gruff sigh leaving her lips as she tried to put together her proposition. Barry was a character, someone she didn't have much of a relationship with, someone who had threatened and tried to kill her before...not that that ever stopped her from doing anything else. Still there wasn't any good history there, June shaking off her nerves as she approached the front door.
Her hand lifted and she knocked before she could talk herself out of it, her face pale as she looked at the door. There was an unintelligible shout and then she heard footsteps, the door swinging open.
"Just the guy I was looking for." She said instantly, his facing contouring into one of amusement as he saw who was standing on his doorstep. His eyes dropped over her and he was quick with his smart remark, June balling her fists at her sides.
"Your boyfriend isn't here, trouble...maybe you should check the country club...or that nice catty boat he's always on." He leaned against his front door frame, her lips pursing before she shot back. The mention of her 'boyfriend' didn't get to her the way he thought it would, considering her knew very well that they were nowhere near together.
"Actually I'm here for you." June said, taking pride in the face he made that held the tiniest bit of surprise. Her lips turned up into a smirk of her own and she tilted her head, feeling confidence in her mission now.
"And to what do I owe this pleasure? What you here for? Wanna make a deal or somethin'?" He asked, genuinely curious as to what she was here for him for. Her lips only grew into a bigger smile as she nodded, Barry looked genuinely confused as his smirk dropped.
"I do...I do want to make a deal." There was a tense air between them before Barry shifted uncomfortably, his head slightly shaking and then his lips parting.
"And what would queen kook bitch need from me? You're more than capable, I've seen it firsthand. Not to mention you got that boy wrapped around your finger—if you asked him to jump he sure as hell would do it without a second thought." June sneered at him calling a bitch but didn't take it to heart, knowing she's been called worse by people she actually cared about. Her eyes shifted past him and she blinked, letting out a short sigh.
