dirty little secret (JJ)

JJ had been watching Marissa all day, waiting for an opportunity to be alone with her. When she went into the bathroom, so did he. "Good morning, Mrs. Yorke." he taunted, grabbing her throat from behind. He slammed her into the wall, glaring at her. "I slapped you? I did?" he asked her as he slapped her hard across the face. "I'm gonna do a whole lot more than that." He growled, as he punched her stomach.

Pushing her to the floor, he said, "What were you thinking, telling my mother?!" He kicked her side, and said, "I'm gonna make sure you never say another word to my mother ever again!" He kicked her sida again and grabbed her hair, pulling her up to her feet. He pulled her close against him, and not letting go of her hair, he caressed her cheek, and kissed her neck. Whispering into her ear, he said, "I never hurt girls. I would never do that." He licked her ear, then put some in his free hand, before adding, "But I don't hold back from hitting bitches." He rubbed some of the soap into her eyes, then shoved the rest of it into her mouth.

JJ cupped his hand over her mouth and slammed her head into the wall. "Shut up!" he growled. "You brought this on yourself." He kicked the stall door open and through her into the stall, making her head hit the toilet as she fell. He took off his belt. "What did you think was going to happen, missy?" he asked her, as he started hitting her legs with it. "Did you think I was just going to leave you alone?" He hit her again with it. "You're lucky I don't take you right here and now."

"Please, stop." JJ mocked her. "See now you respect me. Maybe I should have done this to you a long time ago, then you wouldn't have bothered my mom." He picked her up, and made her stand, holding onto her arms. "I never knew I had to beat some sense into you. I always thought you were smarter than that." He then threw her towards the trashcan.

The bell had just rung that started their English class. Cynthia, Jamie, and Mallory were suppose to give a performance. The teacher had offered extra credit if they came in costume. Explaining to their teacher that their costumes were in their backpack, they were allowed to go change in the rest room. Opening the door, Mallory tripped when Marissa landed right in front of her. She looked up at JJ with widened eyes, as she got on her knees to make sure that she was okay. "What did he do to you?" she whispered to Marissa.

JJ rolled his eyes. "Oh great, it's the geek squad-deaf, dumb, and dumber. Jamie shook her head. "Do you need dis cadet to get 'elp, ma'am?" she asked Marissa. Cynthia didn't understand what was going on. Checking the door to make sure she was in the right restroom, she held the door opened and pointed for JJ to leave. Afterall, guys were not suppose to be in the girls restroom.

JJ rolled his eyes. "Yeah. She's fine. Now get out of here if you want to be fine too."

Taking a closer look, Jamie saw the soap in Marissa's eyes. "You need ta get yerself cleaned up, ma'am." she said, as she tried to help Marissa stand up. She got a papertowl, dampened it in the sink, and walked back over to her. "'old still now. This will only take a tick."

Mallory watched her aunt take care of Marissa. Looking up at JJ, she glared coldly and went right up to him, shoving him as hard as she could. Unfortunately for Mallory, the 15-year-old was no where nearly as strong as the 17-year-old bully. He was older, stronger, and just a guy in general. But when she shoved him, he only went back a step. But that didn't stop Mallory from trying. "You jackass! How could you do this to her? You're gonna pay for this."

JJ smirked. "Actually, you're gonna pay for this." he said, as he grabbed her arm, pulled it behind her back, and dug his knee into her back to make her walk. He pushed her out of the bathroom, went to his locker, and shoved her inside. After he closed it, he turned around to see Cynthia. Scoffing, he said, "You got something to say?" He laughed at her confused expression, and said, "Maybe we should get you a hearing aid or clean out your ears or something. Oh, or wait, I know what to do." he said before just making his hands move around, pretending to sign, before flipping her off. Cynthia shook her head and as JJ started to walk away, she shyly put her foot in his way and made him trip. Standing up, JJ grabbed her shoulders and slammed her into a locker. "Maybe a should turn you into a deaf and blind." he threatened. Just then he heard a voice behind him.

"Mr. Yorke, Mrs. Kerwin. Get back to class."

He looked up to see Frank. "Top of the day, officer." he taunted the guy. "I'm afraid my 3rd period class isn't a safe environment for me. If I force myself to go, I think I'd turn into a juvenile delinquint or something."

Frank rolled his eyes. "Class is not going to turn you into a hoodlum. You do just fine by yourself. I'm only gonna say this once, JJ. I don't like you. And I'm not paid to be a full time teacher here, so I don't have to like you. And I'm not being paid by the district so if you step out of line, I won't be fired for kicking your ass. So take my advice and get to class before you end up in handcuffs."

JJ rolled his eyes. "Whatever." he muttered as he walked towards his class. "Pyscho."

Fortunately for marissa, the teacher was gone and they had a substitute and substitutes never ask questions. However, boyfriends do. Matt looked at her a little bit confused. Marissa was never late. Noticing the redness of her eyes, he got a funny feeling that something had happened. "Is everything okay?" he whispered. "No talking." the substitute scolded him. Matt rolled his eyes and looked to Marissa for his answer.

Matt looked up at the teacher, and silently mocked her before looking back at his girlfriend. "Then where were you?" he asked.

"Excuse me!" the teacher snapped. "What is your name?"

"Seymour." he answered.

"Seymour what?" the teacher demanded.

"Seymour Butts." he answered with an innocent smile.

As the rest of the class giggled, the teacher grew angry. "You are this close to getting a detention." he warned.

"Fine. If you can figure out my name."

Matt looked down at Marissa. He could definetely tell there was something wrong. "Excuse me?" he asked, surprised that she got after him. "What is wrong with you? You don't normally talk like that."

"I mean it." The teacher said. "What is your name?"

"Alexis Stone." Matt answered. "My parents are cruel cruel people. Once they figured out I wasn't a girl like they thought I would be, they decided to keep the name anyways."

"I know what's going on." Willow spoke up. "I saw her and JJ have a little alone time in the restroom earlier."

"What?" Matt looked at Marissa. "Tell me that's not true."

"Oh, she knows it's true. Everybody does. We all saw him go in there after her and everybody knows how she felt about him for years."

Matt's fist clenched and his face grew red with anger. As he heard the teacher ask for his name again he grabbed his backpack, he said to her, "It's Matt Del Rossi. now fuck off." And walked out of the room.

Once in the hallway, he kicked the locker and started walking.