You gasped as you saw Luke kick JJ in the stomach before pulling him up by his hair.

"Get up!" He growled, throwing punches to his son's face. You ran towards the both of them and tried to interfere, hitting Luke repetitively.

"STOP IT!" You screamed. "STOP!"

To your surprise, Luke turned round and slapped you around the face with so much force that you stumbled to the ground. A loud groan came from JJ as he went for his dad, shoving the both of them through some netting and onto the grass.

You couldn't keep up as you watched JJ climb on top of his dad.

"You wanna steal from me?" He kneed his father in the stomach.

"You gave me nothing!" He yelled as Luke's head hit the ground several times. "You gave me nothing but a shitty life!"

"All you ever did-" JJ bellowed between punches to Luke's face, "was try and scare me!"

You got yourself up and over to your angry boyfriend, trying to pull him away. "JJ come on" You cried, one hand holding your sore, red face, whilst the other hand gripped JJ's shoulder.

"Well guess what dad?" He growled, picking up a spanner.

"JJ!" You couldn't help but yell at the sight of it, your hand going over your mouth. Your whole body shook as he held it above his dad, staring into his eyes.

He cried softly, his hand slowly dropping.

"I ain't scared of you anymore" JJ said quietly, throwing it beside Luke's face.

You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding and watched Luke faint with exhaustion. JJ sobbed quietly. You didn't know how the fight had started out but you needed to calm JJ down one way or another.

You wrapped your arms around JJ from behind, crying into his shoulder quietly.

"No" He let out, pulling away from you and standing up weakly. You furrowed your eyebrows at him, taking in his battered appearance with bruises and cuts scattering his face and neck.

"Why did you have to get involved?!" He suddenly shouted. You jumped.

"W-what?" You breathed out.

"He hit you! He fucking hit you!" JJ kicked a box on the ground before rushing towards you to check out your face. He held your jaw and studied the red hand mark.

You found hear his heaving breathing, being able to cut the tension with a knife.

You pushed his hand away and tried to examine his face, holding your hand up to his cuts before he dismissed it as well and distanced himself.

"I'm okay!" You cried, stepping towards him. He held his hands out and backed away from you. "JJ I'm alright"

JJ shook his head.

"If you would've just left it alone he wouldn't have put his dirty hands on you!"

You glanced at Luke unconscious on the floor, replaying the memory of the pain as his hand connected to your face.

"I couldn't just turn around and pretend it wasn't happening!" You shouted back at him. JJ ran his fingers through his hair in distress, clenching his jaw harshly.

"You would've done the same if it was me, Jay!"

JJ huffed. "But I'm used to this, Y/N! I know how to handle this shit! You don't have to get involved in every single fucking thing I do!"

Your eyes welled up with more tears as you listened to JJ who was unappreciative of your attempted help.

"He was hurting you" You whispered.

"He always fucking hurts me! I can deal with that! It's him hurting you that I can't-" JJ continued to yell but you interrupted him, your shaking hands covering your ears.

"Please-please stop shouting" You sobbed.

JJ sighed loudly.

"Are you okay?" JJ asked softly. You nodded.

"Are you?" You asked.

"Stop making everything about me god dammit!" He then shouted out of nowhere. You frowned, tears falling from your eyes.

"I-"

"Just stop. I can't...I can't think right now" JJ spoke over you before turning and walking away. You stormed after him.

"So you're just gonna walk away?!"

"Yeah I am" He bluntly replied, picking up his bag full of the restitution money and not even acknowledging the fact that you were following him.

"Why are you so angry at me?" You sobbed as he got on his bike and started it up.

He looked at you, his eyes darker than usual.

"Because you won't try to understand me" He responded before speeding off away into the distance.

And you were stood there, watching yourself drift apart from the person you loved the most.