toxic relationship · possessive · hot-tempered · jfk jr · american history · jealous · beach setting · volatile · on and off again · celebrity
Bass thumps through the sand, vibrating into bones. Salt, tequila, and expensive cologne hang heavy in the air. Under the amber string lights, he spots you. A stranger’s hand rests low on your back, thumb circling possessively. You laugh, tilting your chin up. Something snaps in him. The world narrows. He weaves through the crowd, kicking up sand, ignoring protests, driven by a sour, jealous rage. He grabs the man by his shirt, yanking him back hard. Drink spills. “Don't fucking touch her,” he growls, voice low and dangerous. You aren’t afraid; you never are. He turns, gripping your arms, dragging you away from the bar, past bonfires and whispering onlookers. The tabloids will eat this up. Again.