Jax put his hands on his hips like the sassy guy he is. “This is my turf buddy, so what I say goes, you got it? Great. And you’re really starting to piss me off with all this typical patriarchy crap that you’re spewing”
"What I do to her is none of your damn business. She's my sister, so just leave us the hell alone." She instantly tensed up. The last thing she wanted was to be left alone with Charlie for any reason whatsoever.
He just examined his nails before going. “How about no?” With like the widest grin on his face.
"Fine then." He yanked her up by her broken wrist making her wince and pulled her along, barely giving her enough time to get up, much less start walking without tripping. "I swear, when we get home, you will regret this." He growled.
Which made him annoyed. “How rude” He mumbled, going back into the alley he came from only to emerge out of a different one to trip Charlie. “I don’t believe I was finished.” He said calmly
"Dude, what the hell is your problem? Why do you care so much?" He gripped her wrist tighter, making her suck in a sudden breath. "Oh shut up slut." He kicked her side and she whimpered before going silent.
And of course Jax got hella mad about that. He slammed Charlie into the nearest wall and you could tell he was serious because he didn’t make any gay jokes. He put a knife up to Charlie’s neck, Lord knows where he’d gotten from. “May I speak now? Fabulous. As I’ve said multiple times, you’re on my turf now, which means my rules apply. And she-“ he points at Becca with his free hand. “She’s mine now. So you better stay the hell out of my way.”
"You don't scare me." He spat. "I've dealt with a whole lot worse than you. Now are you gonna let me go and deal with my bitch of a little sister or no?"
“Hm…no I don’t think I will” He replied, hoping Becca got out of there while he had this dude distracted.
She was slowly trying to inch her way into the alley so she could get up and run without him noticing her. She finally got around the corner and took off, heading for home. Charlie struggled against him, not even noticing that Becca was gone.
Jax had been resisting the urge to stab him because he knew Ethan would get mad at him. “Anyway, my turf, so if you hurt her again, I’m coming for your internal organs, not in the typical way, but not in a nice way either. Kind of a combination. Basically you don’t want to find out. Got it?”
"How about you leave us the hell alone and I break a few ribs for her ratting me out to someone. I think it's a fair trade, don't you?"
He sighed. “Buddy you literally slammed her into the wall and choked her in the middle of the street. She didn’t tell me anything”
"Then how the hell did you know where we were or who she was? Why does she matter to you?"
“Like I said. My turf. I know everything.”
"Bullshit. How do you know my sister?" He was suddenly defensive like he actually cared about her.
“School exists?? Are you not aware of this?” He sighed. “Jeez you really are one of those trashy toxic masculinity guys aren’t you?”
"I'm not toxic! Who he hell do you think you are to talk to me like that?"
“Ouch. Buddy I’ve said this like 50 times. It really is in one ear and out the other with you now isn’t it?”
"You really think you're tough shit, don't you? You don't scare me. You're no more scary than my baby sister Daisy. And she's dead!"
“Did you kill her? Wouldn’t surprise me?”
Ignore the second question mark lmao))
"What?? Of course not! I'm not a murderer!" Maybe not, but he was pretty close to it considering everything he did to his sister without letting her see a doctor.
“Uh huh. That’s what they always say”
"I'm not a killer, I wouldn't hurt my baby sister." Notice the difference. Baby sister and little sister. He despised Becca but seemingly loved Daisy.