Jessica POV :||

I stayed in the cabana all afternoon.

"Jessica, we are going to the beach, come with us."

I nodded my head no, and John seemed happy about it all. "You treat her nice, John. You hurt her, I swear to god this 19 year old will pound you." I say, walking away.

"You couldn't hurt me." he chuckles. I turn to him, and glare. "Do you even know what pain is? I had no parents. All I had where drunks who loved beating me half to death and leaving me in my room to die. You have no idea what pain is, John Winston Lennon."

"I do know what pain is." he says.

"Say that in 1980 when you're murdered." I murmured.

"What?"

"I said, say that in 1980 when you're murdered." I say.

Oh no, what did I just do?

Written By Chandler.