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"CASSIDY, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING?" JJ CALLED OUT, his body moving to follow hers after she had left without a word. He didn't get why she was so upset, seemingly out of nowhere, but he wasn't willing to let her just escape what was bothering her. He was there to make sure that didn't happen.
Cass didn't bother to slow down as he trailed after her, instead only moved to snatch her bag from the porch steps before she continued to make her way towards her awaiting car. She had just wrapped her hand around the handle when JJ ripped her away from the vehicle and slammed her body against it, his hands trapping her from moving away.
"What is wrong with you?"
JJ glared down at her as she looked away and he brought one hand up to grab her jaw softly, twisting it so that she was now meeting his eyes instead of diverting them like she had been since he'd been chasing her.
Cass brought her own hand up to try and pry his away, groaning when he didn't seem phased by her actions. Instead, he was looking at her with the same emotionally fueled anger that she was and it was starting to get on her nerves.
"We almost died for a fucking compass, JJ. Do you not get that? A junky piece of metal—"
"It was his fathers," JJ cut her off like the words were supposed to mean something to her, and maybe if this had happened some years ago, they would have. She had grown up adoring Big John Routledge but she wasn't as delirious as his son. She knew that the man was dead even if John B wasn't willing to admit it and, truthfully, her respect for the man had gone done the drain with the confession of her mother's affair.
"John is dead, JJ! He's dead and he is never coming back. Maybe you're just as stupid as he is," Cass hissed at him, unable to contain her anger any longer. She hated that she was taking this all out on him but he was the easiest target for her to attack right now.
"Look at us, JJ. You're laughing over the fact that we almost died twenty minutes ago and now you're mad at me over the fact that we found a goddamn piece of trash. This is a fucking joke."
JJ stepped away from her like she'd just burned him, his anger subsiding into the pain of rejection that he had once thought he was used to. He didn't understand why she was acting like this and the more he tried to, the more it hurt him.
"Why are you being such a bitch?" He spat, the look in her eyes automatically plaguing him with guilt. As soon as he saw the hurt on her features, it was gone as quickly as it had came and she ripped away from him.
"I'm just being honest. I have my whole life ahead of me and I'm not dying for some childish treasure hunt," Cassidy defended herself, her eyes snapping away from his for a only second but it enough for JJ to pick up on the fact that she was lying through her teeth. There was something much bigger going on than what had just happened.
