jersey giant | jj maybank

Chapter 2.3 - My Druthers

"You feeling any better?" JJ asked, putting a hand on Victoria's ankle. She had a ice pack on the back of her head and her arm was flung over her eyes. The bloodied hoodie was in the wash as she laid in a new pair of shorts and a bikini top. 

"I'm fine, Jayj." She mumbled, moving her arm to look at him.

"You sure? I can get you another ice-" She slowly sat up, putting her hand over his.

"I'm okay." She cut him off. She reached up to cup his face with her hand. "And it wasn't your fault. Stop blaming yourself." The blonde boy looked at her.

"If I didn't fucking leave-"

"Jayj, I'm serious. It is not your fault. Please, stop beating yourself up." He sighed, leaning into her hand. "Now, I told Top I was with you so are you gonna kiss me or actually ask me to be your girlfriend for real or?"

"What?" JJ laughed. Vic just shrugged, smiling slightly at her. "Okay, is that how it is then?" He started to crawl on her. 

"Yes, actually, because that actually made me a liar-" JJ just started kissing her neck, causing her to close her eyes. 

"I didn't think I needed to ask you to be my girl." He mumbled, trailing up behind her ear. She moaned, but covered it with a laugh. "I heard that."

"I will not give you the satisfaction when you can't even ask me." She pushed him off. 

"Seriosuly?" He asked. She shrugged. "Fine, Victoria Beatrice Hudson-"

"Oh my god." She laughed, grabbing his shirt.

"What? I'm asking you to be my girl, for real this time."

"Of course." She smiled, pulling him back down. He chuckled, putting his lips on hers. Her hand found the back of his neck as she kissed him back. 

He shifted so he was between her legs, his hands going to her hips. His lips trailed down to her jaw and her neck. 

"Jayj." She whispered. He hummed into her neck, moving down to her collarbone. She opened her eyes as his lips went lower.  "Stop." She pushed JJ off her, sitting up. Her breathing was heavy as she ran a hand over her forehead, pushing her whispies back. 

"Are you okay?" JJ asked, looking at his flustered girlfriend.

"Y-Yeah, I just, um, need some tylenol." She stood up, leaving the room. JJ watched, his eyebrows furrowed together. 

She accidently slammed the bathroom door shut as she tried to regulate her breathing. She leaned over the sink, washing her face, trying to hide her puffy eyes. 

"Vic! Vic we gotta go! It's Heyward!" JJ banged on the door. She furrowed her eyebrows, opening the door.

"What?"

"We gotta get Pope, come on." He handed her one of her dad's old shirt to throw over her bikini top. She nodded, slipping the shirt on and picking up her converse on the floor.

"Pope! Pope!" JJ ran over to the shack. Victoria was not far behind him. "Just got a call from Guffy. Something happened to your pops."

"What?" 

"JB! Sarah! We gotta go!" Vic yelled, running after the other three pogues. 

"W-What did Guffy say?" Pope asked as John B sped down the road in the Twinkie. Victoria chewed on her nails as she looked out the window.

"Nohing much, just that he found him beaten up on the dock."

"What?" Kie asked. "Who would do that? To Heyward of all people?"