𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ❂ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵃ ᴰᵉ ˢⁱˡᵛᵃ

ℝ𝔻𝕁

Reginald David Jones

"I want you to teach me to fight." We're my first words as I walked into my eldest brothers room.

I could practically see his sigh as he turned around. Reginald, better known as Reggie, was quick to deny the request before his eyes narrowed.

Despite trying to cover it he could see the patch on purple on her cheek, almost as if it was ment to be displayed.

Anger burned in him at the sight, his jaw clenching. "Phoebe, we agreed-"

"Please, Reg. I..." My voice broke as I trailed off, tears pooling in my eyes. "I need to be able to defend myself."

His face fell as he nodded. I sighed in relief and couldn't help but smile.

"If..."

My heart practically stopped at his words. "You tell me who hit you."

I gulped from his intense stare. I lost eye contact as my voice lowered. "What are you going to do to 'em?"

Reggie force a tight lipped smile and shrugged while stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Don't worry your pretty little head over it, B."

I bit my lip as I looked into his eyes.

"John. John Whittemore."