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JJ DIDNT KNOW WHAT THE HELL HE WAS DOING OR WHY, HE JUST KNEW THE SECOND that Rafe caught him, he was destined for another beating.
He almost wanted to turn around and just fight the boy, especially after he had seen the way that Cassidy had been running from him, but now wasn't that time. There would be a moment where JJ knew he would hurt Rafe, no matter how long into the future that took. Rafe and Topper would get what was coming for them.
As for now, he threw chairs down behind him as he heard Rafe and his friends closing in, ducking under and in between the guests with muffled apologies. He made his way towards the bathroom, jerking on doors in desperate need to hide and overwhelming panic when each one proved to be locked.
Groaning, he jogged into the locker room and backpeddled when Rafe came in the opposite door, cracking his knuckles as an unseen Kelce grabbed JJ from behind. He held the boy in a headlock as Rafe laughed, waving mockingly at him.
"Hold him still. What do you think? A four iron, right? Keep his head still, Im tryna line this up," Rafe made an act of lining back a swing as JJ thrashed against Kelce, his face growing red at the pressure on his neck. "Very Rafe of you. Five on one?"
"Okay if you could please stop talking, it's very disrespectful. I'm trying to hit a ball. Learn your etiquette, my friend," Rafe scoffed, bending back over as JJ laughed loudly at the sight of four scratch marks down Rafe's tanned skin.
"My girl do that to you? Guess I taught her pretty well—"
Rafe sent his fist into the boys stomach, pulling away with a glare as JJ understood that he was hitting close to home with bringing up Cassidy. "She never really got my neck — b-but my back? Shit, Cass has some claws—"
He let out another grunt of pain as Kelce tightened his grip to keep him from talking, jerking against his body. Rafe leant down to look him in the face, a small grin on his lips. "I mean, I know you saw her neck from the last guy she pissed off. Just imagine how bad it's gonna look when I get my hands on her again—"
JJ's mind went red and he spit in the direction of Rafe's face, preparing himself for the beating he knew he was about to take. He wasn't scared of Rafe, in fact, he almost yearned for the pain. It was all he knew.
"All right—"
Rafe fell silent as the light were flicked on and off, his eyes falling to Christian Blaire and another man standing at the doorway with a frown. "Is there a problem here?" Christian asked, taking a step towards the six boys as they all shook their heads instantly.
JJ pulled away from Kelce and held his hands up, meeting Christian's face with a small grin. "Pardon me, Sir. No, there's not an issue — actually, yes. No, there is an issue. Uh, we got a criminal trespass in progress here. Beep! Call it in, right?"
