Chapter Seventy-Four

John walked into his history class, his mood instantly going sour when he caught sight of Jessica. "Fuck…" He breathed, noticing that the only empty seat was next to her. He settled into the desk, trying to ignore Jessica making eyes at him.

She leaned toward him, batting her eyelashes. "Do you want to meet me under the bleachers after class?" She purred, remembering how his eyes had rolled up in his head from the pleasure of her hand job.

John shook his head, noticing something sticking out of her backpack. "What the hell?" He reached over pulling his old notebook from the bag. "How did you get this?" He asked, flipping the book open to show that most of the poems and songs were either ripped out or scratched over with a pen.

Jessica shrugged, noticing the look of hurt that passed over his face. "I have my ways."

He looked at her, his hurt quickly turning to anger. "You ruined it!" He shouted, ignoring how the rest of the class turned to look at him. "I spent years on this shit, and you ruined it!" He felt something in his voice shift, the tone changing slightly. "You fucking bitch!"

Jessica sat back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest. "That wasn't what you were saying when we were in the bathroom." She licked her lips, making sure he saw her. "If I remember correctly, you were asking for more of me."

John rolled his eyes, looking up at the board to see that they were studying Greek mythology. "Pay attention Medusa, maybe you'll learn a little about snakes like you."

Dominic chuckled as he leaned against his locker, looking down at the green-eyed girl in front of him. "You know, I think Jade is a great name." He smiled, motioning to her eyes. "I mean, the green eyes help."

She giggled, looking into his deep brown orbs. "What does Dominic mean?" She asked, wondering if it was typically a Mexican name.

He shrugged, placing a stick of gum in his mouth. "I have no fucking clue. I think my folks just found a random name and wrote that on the certificate before they left the hospital."

She nodded, jumping as someone touched her shoulder. "Jessica!" She smiled, hugging her cousin as Dominic's smile fell. "Dominic, this is my cousin, Jessica."

Dominic nodded, glaring daggers at the taller girl. "We've met."

Jessica nodded, letting her eyes travel to his groin. "He's a great lover." She smiled, jumping back as he leaned toward her.

"Never touch my cousin again." He growled, the threat clear in his voice. "I will not hesitate to protect him at all costs, even if that means I go to prison." He straightened his back, squaring his shoulders. "Besides, I already know what's in there, and I'm not afraid of it." He pushed past her, walking toward the men's room.

He stopped short when he saw that a bunch of jocks were pushing John around, demanding money from him. "Hey!" He shouted, marching up to the group. "Pick on someone in your own weight class."

The biggest kid looked at him, taking in Dominic's slightly more beefed up build. "Like you?"

John snarled, throwing a good hard punch and landing it on the jocks nose. "Fuck off dickwad." He growled, dodging a hit to his chest, knowing that he had to protect his torso or he'd be screwed.

Dominic placed his back against John's, protecting his rear as the jocks crowded around them. He felt John swing, using the momentum from John's hit to give his own more power.

The jocks backed away a little, looking up as Principal Anderson walked over to them. "What's going on here?" He asked, taking in the bloody noses and bruises on the jocks faces.

The jock who seemed to be the leader, Toby from what was stitched into his letterman jacket, pointed at the cousins. "They tried to keep us out of the bathroom, saying that we had to pay a fee to get in. I think they wanted to cash to buy more dope, Meth-head had a bunch of joints in his locker this morning."

Principal Anderson grabbed John and Dominic by the shirt collars, dropping John when a yelp of pain escaped him. "My office. Now!"