𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 / 𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 ✓

𝐢𝐢. 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐬

hours had passed after her encounter with the blonde. sloane had finished unpacking her very little amount of belongings. she tended to be pretty minimalistic never needing much. she knew she'd barely spend time at the house anyway. she looked around at the bare house filled with only a bed, tv, and an arm chair, most things she'd taken from her own room back home with her family.

sloane had not stopped thinking about jj, his voice that sounded so broken, the way his eyes danced around her body, and how his bruises told a story, a story that she was curious to know.
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she snapped out of her thoughts quickly as she heard boys yelling in the distance. she walked toward the kitchen window and noticed a tall boy with frosted tips and two other boys following him. they were stumbling around the open road in front of her house, clearly intoxicated.

she walked outside on to the wrap-around screened in porch. one of the boys spotted her, hitting his friends on the arm and gesturing towards her. sloane waved slightly at the boys before turning back to her house.

"heyyyyyy!" the boy with the frosted tips yelled.

sloane turned towards the boy who had a smirk plastered across his face. "hey there" she giggled as she watched the boys try to walk towards her.

"i'm topper, and you? he paused looking her up and down. "cute girl?" he continued to yell although being a few feet away from her.

"i'm sloane" she laughed. "you all seem wasted" she said running her fingers through her hair, the smell of the alcohol radiating off them entering her nose.

"only a few drinks." he smiled at the girl. the group of boys were now on her porch looking at their surrounding almost wondering how they got here.

topper walked toward the girl eyeing her up and down. sloane couldn't help but compare the way jj looked at her like she meant something and topper looked at her like something to fuck.

topper started to tug at the shorts that were gripped to sloanes waist. as sloane prepared herself for what would come next, the amount of times she'd  been in this situation was sad.

she leaned her body into him which gave him the validation to go for it. she grabbed at his hair as his face came closer to hers. that's when she took her knee and thrusted it toward his balls, he groaned in pain as she used her right leg and swiped his knees out from under him, landing on the ground with a smack. while lying on the ground she put her foot on his chest the point of her shoe landing in the crook of his neck. his friends stood in shock of the events that had just unfolded. she looked at them with no emotion on her face as she let topper stand quickly running towards his friends

"crazy bitch" he said loud enough for sloane to hear.

"at least i don't take advantage of girls who don't know any better" she yelled towards them loud enough that the whole neighborhood could hear.

she slowly let out shuddering breaths that she didn't know she'd been holding. she heard a creak of the wood behind her knowing it was probably one of the boys coming back to antagonize her more. she didn't wanna take any of their shit so she came swinging but her fist was palmed by the blonde she hadn't forgot about from earlier. she couldn't help but think about how hot is was that he caught her punch. her arm slowly relaxed in his.

"oh but i can't keep my hands to myself? totally" he laughed letting her arm relax.

"oh my god. jj i'm sorry these drunk preppy boys were here and they tried to-" she was cut off by his words.

"i know i saw. it's okay. the way you handled that was badass as hell. i'll make sure to draft you in the pogue vs. kook war." he said taking a drag of the joint between his lips.

"the what?" she giggled.

"pogue and kooks. your classic side vs. side. one of the big things you gotta know living in the outer banks you've got us, you and me. we're pogues, the lower class living off of two jobs and making money anyway we can, pogues are limited to only living in the cut" he gestured between the two of them.

"and let me guess kooks are the complete opposite?"

"yes ma'am. kooks are preppy mommy and daddy kids who get every god damn thing they want, with their two houses and midsummers parties. they reside on figure eight." he said anger fueling his rant.

"ahh, i see." she said remembering they way the boys looked at her, making her skin crawl. "i'm sorry you had to witness that side of me. i'm normally not very violent but i'm not gonna stand for that."

"don't worry about it sloane, seriously."

"okay. well can i ask why you were even at my house in the first place?" she smiled into his eyes. his fragile demeanor that she was craving to be around.

"i was on my way to a party and noticed the sold sign on the house and i knew it had to be you and then i heard commotion and i was worried that something was wrong with you." he said stuttering over his words. jj was never really good at showing emotions. "when i saw topper my blood started to boil, i hate that fucking asshole." his arms started to shake, sloane took her thumb and rubbed his wrist giving him reassurance.

"and then the way you handled that was too badass for me not come and see the girl that belonged to that action. but, now i should probably proceed to getting drunk." he said situating his body so he was faced away from her, a blush appearing on his skin.

"uh-yeah. well ummm have fun and be safe. don't start the war without me." she laughed as he rolled his eyes. he started to walk towards the door before turning towards her.

"do you uh wanna come with me? maybe?" he whispered the last word clearly nervous.

"you know what. why not." she smiled walking out the door in front of her. "come on mr. maybank" she said returning the accent from earlier.

"sloane you don't even know where you're going" he said as he chased after her.

little did sloane know the boy would soon be her everything

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EDITED AS OF 9/16 !

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hi!!!chapter two finished. i hope you enjoyed reading. i also wanted to give topper the same demeanor as rafe had due to the brokenness topper would feel after losing sarah.

xx lil