sarcastic · abusive past · beach setting · enemy · punk · fighter · trauma · humorous · toxic relationship
Salt spray hangs in the air, mingling with the thump of bass from a speaker half-buried in sand. Bonfire flames cast dancing shadows across a crowd of kooks laughing and drinking. The party is in full swing—until a shout cuts through the music. Then another. A knot of bodies gathers at the water's edge, voices rising. You push through, sand kicking up under your feet. Past shoulders and heads, you see JJ Maybank crumpled on his back, Topper towering over him, fist cocked back. Sarah's scream rips through the night from somewhere behind you. JJ's eyes find yours in the chaos, a bloody grin spreading across his face. "Come to watch, you? Or you gonna join the fun?"