PSYCHO ― John B. Routledge ✓

28. Tough Guy

"Sir--" John B began as he turned to face the window but was met with the barrel of a gun. Norman froze while his heart was beating a mile a minute from the passenger seat.

"Why don't I go ahead and see them hands in the air," the masked man spoke, but it wasn't a question. A demand. "All y'all, hands in the air!"

They all followed instructions as the masked man demanded that John B gets out of the car. Great, Norman gets a boyfriend and he immediately gets murdered. That's just great.

"Let them out!" he instructed but John B didn't move except for stepping forward. God, Norman did not like this plan one bit, "What are you waitin' on? What are you waitin' on? Let them out!"

After a moment, John B walked over to the other side of the van and opened the door while everyone crawled out, shaking with their hands up. JJ muttered something leading to the man to start screaming at him to shut up, threatening to blow JJ's head off. Norman's breath hitched as he tried not to make any noise. They all began following the man's instructions to get down on the ground, but Norman wasn't going to go quietly. He just had to think of a plan.

"It's a set up guys," Kie muttered.

"The old bat shanked us!" JJ exclaimed as he began hitting the ground frustratedly, "Damn it!"

While the man was searching the car, John B stood up and began heading towards the robber's car. The man found the gold he was looking for as he still hadn't realized John B was missing, muttering for them to stay where they were until he drove away. Norman had a feeling that wasn't going to go as smoothly as the man hoped. They saw the struggle the moment John B attacked.

Moments later, the boy came out the side of the car, exclaiming, "Guys, I got the gun!"

JJ and Norman got up and ran over to him to help. Norman wasn't a fan of violence, but the moment the man threw Kie to the side harshly he landed a nice blow to the side of the man's head. He stumbled enough for John B to hit him in the back with his gun.

"Guys, I got the gold!" Pope yelled, coming out of the passenger side of the car while they tried to keep the guy on the ground. The guy crawled over to grab Sarah's leg, but she took the car door and bashed it against the guy's head a number of times. Like her or not, Norman had to admit that was smarter than he would have given her credit for.

"You son of a bitch!" JJ exclaimed as he pulled the mask down, "I know this piece of shit! He's a basehead!"

"Probably knows my brother," Sarah groaned as they all stared down at him.

"Sells coke to my dad," JJ explained, landing a swift kick to the guy's legs.

"Listen, I couldn't hurt anyone of ya!" the guy reasoned, sounding injured and out of breath, but he didn't get to finish his statement before JJ got him in the chest with the handle of the gun. John B went to hold JJ back, but the anger on his face was prominent still.

"Come on let's get outta here," John B said, but JJ wasn't finished. He pulled the man's wallet out of his pocket and looked at the ID.

He threw the wallet back and pushed John B aside, announcing, "We got one last stop!"

"JJ, no," Norman intruded, trying to hold him back as he went for the van. With surprising strength, he pushed him away.

"Let's go see where this son of a bitch lives!"

Norman did not like where this was going. The man yelled obscenities at them as they loaded back into the van, this time with JJ in the driver's seat. Norman didn't want to see what an unhinged JJ looked like, but he had a feeling he was going to whether he liked it or not. Before they could drive away, John B pulled the keys to the car out of his pocket and tossed them into the trees, flipping the guy off before getting into the van.