𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕕-𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕕 (JJ)

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"What... the hell?" I mumbled to myself after JJ exited the room, leaving me perfectly alone. I honestly, truly, felt like I didn't deserve this. Was I being too nosy? No, I don't think so. 

I didn't think asking about an ex was grounds for a fight between us, I thought we told each other everything. Now, I wasn't so sure. 

Before JJ left, his face was all screwed up and angry. He looked pissed off, but I wasn't necessarily trying to delve into a part of his past that didn't need delving into, I was just curious why he never told me about another girl in his life. 

He knew I wasn't the type to get mad, I had no grounds to get mad at all, this was just information. I wanted him to help me out here. 

I followed him outside, there was no way he was getting off this easy. "JJ!" I called after him, looking around and realizing he wasn't there. 

"Where did he go?" I asked Kie and Pope. They were all clearly concerned with what was going on between us, but at this point, I just had to let him cool down. 

"I think he went out on the boat," Pope said, and I nodded. "I'm... I'm just gonna go inside. If he comes back, just don't say anything. I might go out in a little bit," I said, biting my cheek and entering the Chateau again. 

I needed to blow off steam too, but I was more hurt than angry. I wasn't angry, but if he provoked me later on, who knew? 

I just needed to leave, and after a while, I was beginning to go stir-crazy. I took a shower, taking time to shave my legs and really take care of myself. I washed my hair, used a smooth body wash, and got out shortly after. I washed my face out of the shower in the sink and brushed my teeth as well. 

I made very little effort to get a cute outfit together, simply throwing on my favorite grey tank top and black sport shorts. I did simple makeup, not really planning to go anywhere special. I knew I needed to get myself out of the house, so maybe I would go for a surf or something. 

On the same hand, I needed some school supplies and shit like that, and I had a fair deal of money from the private surf lessons I taught this summer, so I decided on going to Chapel Hill. 

I went back outside, seeing just Kie and no Pope. "Want to come to Chapel Hill with me? I need school stuff," I asked, and she shot up. "Yes, thank god, I need shit too but I didn't want to go with my parents." 

I nodded to her, deciding we would leave later on. During the hour that we had to wait for the ferry, we wanted to have some lunch at the Wreck. We walked in and I sat myself down at the bar counter where Kie went behind to grab plates. 

"What are you in the mood for?" She asked, and I shrugged. "Grilled cheese?" I asked, feeling a little bit like a child, but she just nodded. "Yeah, that actually sounds pretty good right now," She said, and I smiled. 

"Two grilled cheeses!" She hollered, ringing the bell to the back where the cooks would be. 

Someone in the back stuck a hand up to signal that they had heard her, and soon we just were hanging out talking about everything. "I don't know why JJ got so mad at me," I said, picking at my nails as we spoke. 

"I didn't mean to pry but I just thought that kind of information was something he should've told me," I said. 

"He's new to relationships, maybe he just doesn't know what's right and what's wrong?" Kie offered her advice, but I looked at her with doubt in my eyes. 

"Really? Anyone would know that an 'ex', even an unofficial one, would be important for your significant other to know about," I said. 

"I guess so," She said with a sigh. 

"I just want him to trust me. I thought... I don't know, I thought we already trusted each other a fair amount. I've told him stuff nobody else knows about me, and that's just a fact, I'm not even saying that to say I deserve to know stuff he hasn't told anyone," I said. 

"I don't understand why he flipped out on you like that. Sure, JJ's secretive, but not that secretive. Riley wasn't even that big of a deal to him, at least that's what Pope and John B. told me," She said. 

I shrugged, not really wanting to think about the worst possible outcome. What if something really bad happened between him and Riley, and that's why he was mad about hearing her name come from my mouth. 

"Order up!" A gruff voice called from behind the window, putting two plates on the counter as we spoke. "Thanks Marcus," Kie said, and my eyes snapped up. 

I still couldn't see his face, but how could I forget. Marcus was a fry-cook here. I never told Kie because I didn't want to cause a huge problem and start up a whole court thing. 

It would've only ended badly and nobody was on my side where it mattered. 

So I pushed it away, and I dealt with it the best way I could. Ignoring it. 

When I finally saw his face, though, I didn't run like I thought I would. I didn't feel an overwhelming urge to throw up, and I wasn't afraid anymore. 

Kie passed me my sandwich and I decided not to say anything. Marcus noticed I was here finally, he made eye contact with me, and I didn't pull my eyes away that time. Kie went to get something from the back and I just stared into Marcus's soul. 

He was not going to frighten me anymore. No man was ever going to walk all over me again like they had in the past, and I wanted him to know it. 

"Better get back to work, Marcus," I said lowly, taking a bite of the grilled cheese in front of me. "It would be a shame if they saw you slacking off and fired you. Or maybe they'd fire you for... something else." 

His eyes were wide, wide with what emotion I wasn't sure, but he certainly wasn't calm. His eyes broke away from mine finally and he got back to taking orders and making food while I sat high and dry eating my food. 

It was a good day to be a bitch. 

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Thanks for your patience everyone, but I'm at a bit of a writers block recently :( 

I'm trying my best to come up with plot points, but it's tough. You'll see everything first!