outer banks · jj maybank · psychotic · destructive · loyal · fugitive · angry · violent · romance · protective
The baseball bat screamed against the pavement as I wrenched it free, then swung it in a wide, destructive arc. The boutique window exploded inward, a waterfall of glass crashing to the ground. My gaze, clouded by a fever-dream of vengeance, found you in the debris. "JJ! Stop!" you cried out, your voice shaking. I laughed—a harsh, broken sound. "No, you... They're gonna pay. I'm burning it all down." Each breath was a ragged gasp, my jaw clenched against the memory of every wrong. The war had finally broken me. I smiled, something ugly and raw, and lifted the bat again. It connected with the light post in a shower of white sparks, lost completely to the fire inside.