This is a strange one to say, but Iāve actually almost finished the next part toĀ āItās a Pogue Thingā?Ā
My plan is to work on it a few more days, see what I can add/change/improve on. My actual work schedule has just risen massively as more than half of my staff have to self isolate (great) but yeah
I donāt know how long this writing streak will last, and to be honest Iām only really interested in writing this story right now. I do apologise if that does disappoint people, but for now Iām just going to let myself write whatever slows. :)
If you lovely people havenāt seen it, I posted another part toĀ āItās a Pogue Thingā a couple days ago. Give it a read if you want... If you havenāt read any of the parts, firstly WHAT, secondly read them if youād like. You donāt have to...
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ITS A POGUE THING 1
ITS A POGUE THING 2
ITS A POGUE THING 3
Iād also like to say a quick thank you for both the support and the patience. I honestly thought I was done writing stories fully so being back is very nice for me.
Also a quick sorry to those who are waiting for stories to be continued, especially 13RW ones. I wonāt lie, I donāt know when or if Iāll continue those. Iām really hoping the inspiration does start flowing because I do LOVE writing for my main boys so much. I donāt know, weāll just have to wait and see.
Thank you :)
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Itās a Pogue Thing - Part Three
This is a JJ Maybank story
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Warnings!: swearing and mentions of abuse
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Ā Ā Ā I wake up alone. Not only without JJ, but also without Kiara. Iām confused until I smell it... breakfast? It canāt be. Throwing myself out of bed, I dress myself and prepare myself for the brightness outside this room.Ā āAh there she is!ā John B smiles. Before I can even react. a bit of toast bounces off of my head. All I can do is shut my eyes. Iām not even a fully functioning human yet.Ā āThanks,ā I slide my feet across the floor, all the way to the couch.Ā āNice sleep?ā Kiara chuckles, handing me anĀ āin tactā piece of toast.Ā āIt was alright.ā I shrug. Internally I feel giddy.Ā āYou looked like you were pretty deep into it,ā she adds. I was. Sheās absolutely right.Ā āI bet she was,ā the husky morning voice of JJ erupts as he comes out of the bathroom.Ā āEspecially after last night.ā His words get linked with a wink, followed by my heart stopping.Ā āYeah Iām sorry about that guys...ā I flash my eyes straight over to John B. Iām definitely overthinking everything. Why would anyone even think JJ and I would ever? We wouldnāt. I guess thatās not true anymore. Either way, Iām fully awake now.Ā āI didnāt realize it would be such a dead end.ā Kiaraās hand cups John Bās shoulder in attempt to comfort. The blend of pain and disappointment in his voice was radiating through him. I wish there was another way; an easier way.Ā āWe just need to look closer. Iām sure thereās something,ā I lie.Ā āAre we sure thereās anything to find at all?ā I throw my bread at the jackass.Ā āJJ!ā Ki follows.Ā āYouāre just pissedĀ ācause Iām being honest. Iām sorry John, but what are we going on again?ā I decide to stay quiet.Ā āIt doesnāt hurt to look again-āĀ āYou guys do what you want.ā
Ā Ā Ā Not fully sure why, I rush my shoes on and follow the boy storming away. I feel somewhat protective over him. Itās a strange feeling. āJJ! Wait!ā I call, jogging to catch up with him. He hardly slows. The anger was pretty much radiating off of his body.Ā āIf youāre here to-āĀ āIām here because I agree with you,ā he pauses and frowns.Ā āEven if thereās nothing, we still have to try.ā Saying those words aloud feels like betrayal. I wish I had the guts to say what I thought, just like JJ, but thereās a time and a place. And both of those were wrong in that moment.Ā āItās false hope.ā His words are blunt.Ā āI know,ā I whisper. I smooth my hair back with my hands.Ā āYou- he needs this JJ.ā As he nods, he rolls his eyes.Ā āHeās my best friend Y/N-āĀ āI know JJ, but you just need to be a little more sensitive.ā Once again, he rolls his eyes.Ā āIām sorry, I just canāt lie to him,ā shrugging, I realize this will continue to go in circles.Ā āFine,ā I give up. A little frustrated, I turn around and start walking back to John Bās.Ā āWhere are you going?ā I turn around quickly. I canāt help but frown at him. Like a dog, I tilt my head slightly to the side.Ā āI thought we could grab some breakfast?āĀ āI- what?āĀ āI can tell youāre pissed.ā Wow. Is it that obvious? I guess I donāt hide my emotions very well.Ā āWe ate at Johnās...ā I donāt know if I want to eat with him right now.Ā āNo. I didnāt eat, and you threw yours at me. Come on,ā he nods and walks away from me. Thatās it? And of course I follow him. I canāt not.Ā
Ā Ā Ā The walk was too quiet. It wasnāt necessarily awkward, but it had theĀ ādo I speak now or notā vibe. When we get to a table in a small cafe, I sit opposite him slowly.Ā āYou canāt be that mad at me...ā He chuckles slightly. Then comes the smirk. I didnāt know a look could do so many things to a person. It makes me want to slap him so bad. It also just makes me smile.Ā āIāll buy the food?ā He tempts.Ā āDo I even want to know where you get your money from?ā The top and bottom lip press together on the boyās face.Ā āProbably not, youāre a good girl,ā he winks.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Food. The boy truly knows me. So once that glorious breakfast spread was displayed in front of me - those exquisiteĀ eggs, the beautiful bacon, that tasty ass toast - he was forgiven. No grudges. I donāt even remember why I was even annoyed at him.Ā āWow,ā is all I can express. Only a very small numberĀ of things can make me speechless. This is at the top of that list.Ā āI know, Iām amazing,ā he nods with a smug look on his face. Even when heās joking about it, he always looks incredibly pleased with himself. I wish I had his confidence... or arrogance. Which either one it is, it works for him. Which is an utter shame.Ā
Ā Ā Ā We both indulged in every bite. Our plates looked both new and pristine. I am entirely and completely stuffed, and yet - if someone offered it to me - I could probably eat more. Although, I would definitely be sick.Ā āThat was so fucking good,ā I let out in a ālittle too sexualā of a moan. āThatās hot,ā he informs me. God heās so annoying. āDonāt even try it, JJ,ā I wave my fork towards him. My threat just causes his to smirk. āSo, what do you wanna do now?ā A pleading smile gleams across his face. Itās not like me to give in to such tendencies. I just cannot seem to help it when it comes to JJ. āYou donāt wanna go back to your boyfriendās?ā I tease.Ā āNot really,ā he shrugs. āI need a break from all that crime shit for today.ā I donāt blame him. I hate to say it, but it brings an awkward and depressing atmosphere. I do feel bad for John B, but itās too much if itās all the time. A break, as selfish as it sounds, is what I need for today.
Ā Ā Ā As I stand up from my seat, my eyes immediate lock to the next customers walking through the door. Topper and Rafe. All I can think to do is sit back down. Just before my body starts zoning out, I hear JJās voice.Ā āWhat are you doing?ā He laughs in confusion. I havenāt been very open about mine and RafeāsĀ ārelationshipā at all. I hate to even call it that. They know that he was a dick, which is the biggest understatement of the century, and they know we had a pretty awful break up. Thatās it. At least I wish that was it. 4 months isnāt long enough to heal after... him. Itās just not. Heās mentally, emotionally, and literally physically everywhere. I nod my head, hinting at him to turn around.Ā āAh.ā Is all he says. Rafe sends an obvious smirk to Topper, before making a straight line towards me and JJ.Ā āHey beautiful,ā my skin crawls at his words. He makes me so angry, but I struggle to find the words to say.Ā āWhat do you want Rafe?ā I let out in a harsh tone. I wish I could scream at him, and just call him out on every single thing, but I canāt. Fuck.Ā āJust here for something to eat,ā he raises his eyebrows and smirks, placing a heavy hand on JJās shoulder. He doesnāt even budge, just lets an annoyed smile spread across his face. Topper chuckles at his best friendās revolting sexual innuendo.Ā āWhy are you such a little bitch?ā JJ nudges Topper on his side. It was just a poke, but it sent Topper moving. āWhat did you just call me?ā Topper moves back towards him. JJ shoots up out of his chair.Ā āYou heard me, I donāt think you can move much further up his ass,ā I press my lips together, trying not to laugh.Ā āCan we just go?ā His eyes just stare into Topperās, while Rafe looks proudly at his boy.Ā āJJ...ā I wrap my hand around his forearm and pull slightly.Ā āFine.ā Just as I get the boy to move away from the scene, Rafe decides to make the comment,Ā āWhoās the bitch now?!ā As you can expect, JJ does a 180 and darts back towards the two assholes. A fist hits my exās face.Ā
āGod JJ,ā I raise my voice slightly at the boy, sucking in my sad emotions. If anything Iām annoyed at myself for not being to stick up for myself. Itās just so hard to see him, let alone hear his voice. And to communicate with him? It feels almost impossible.Ā āWhy are you annoyed at me?ā He snaps.Ā āIām not, I just wish youād know when to leave things alone,ā I roll my eyes.Ā āIām not your bitch Y/N.ā I ignore him. I know heās not. I realise I am probably projecting my frustration out now, and taking it out on someone who is very easy to argue with.Ā āNo, you donāt even fucking listen to me.ā I speed up my walk. There are several things I need to do; breathe is the first one, then probably punch something or someone, then cry. Crying sounds like a plan. Footsteps inch closer and closer behind me.Ā āI didnāt mean to upset you, I was just-āĀ āI know.ā I stop him. If he asks that question, the question I have avoided since the break up, I will break down. Fragile is an understatement. Iām like a bird with a broken wing, or a dried out twig ready to snap. One little gush of wind and Iām done. I will break.Ā āDid something else happen, with you and Rafe?ā
flashback
I made a joke. Thatās it. I was caught up in the moment, and made a joke that he didnāt find funny. I could tell. He didnāt shout. He didnāt even raise his voice. He just stayed silent. His face just dropped. Heās pissed. Heās pissed at me. There was no retaliation, solely because his friends were around. Topper was there. There were otherās there. Now thereās not. Iām fucked.Ā
āLook, Rafe, I didnāt mean-āĀ āYou didnāt mean it? All you do it fucking embarrass me! You always mean it!ā He shouts. The rasp in his voice startles me, and instantly pushes the tears out of my eyes. Iām scared. Iām scared of him. Iām scared for me.Ā āI was just joking around, I-I-I-Iā I stutter. The words pause as I get pushed against the counter. The harsh corner stabs into my back, making me fall to the floor in pain. I sit quietened by the wind being pushed out of my body. My mouth stays wide in agonizing pain, but my scream is silent. Thereās no weep. Thereās not a cry. Just tears falling down my now heated cheeks. I take a deep inhale of breath. I have no strength, emotional or physical, to get myself off of the floor. I canāt... Not on my own. Rafeās face sits in the sight of my blurred eyes, as he places himself in front of me.Ā āI donāt know why you always do this baby,ā his fingers, which were previously on harsh hands, caress my chin softly. A thumb wipes my tears. Instead of pushing him away like I should, I nuzzle my hand into his hand. Iāve made enough mistakes tonight.Ā āIām sorry,ā I whisper. A set of lips go to my forehead.Ā
āY/N...ā A soft voice snaps me back to reality. That was early days. It wasnāt even bad then. I cough slightly. How awkward.Ā āDid he hurt you?ā He asks, in a tone I donāt know if Iāve ever heard JJ use. It was gentle and careful, and had meaning behind it. Despite JJ being an idiot, I trust JJ with my life. Literally. But this... I canāt tell anybody about it. Not a soul.Ā āHe broke my heart JJ,ā honestly, Iām not sure if I lied to JJ or not. I donāt ever remember loving that guy. I mustāve.Ā
We head back to John Bās. Everyone other than Pope was still there. John was looking at the research his father gathered, and combining it with the little amount weāve managed to find. Ki was cleaning his shitty place up. Sheās way to good to that boy sometimes. Somehow, no matter how many times it gets cleaned, itās always a huge mess. āWhere did you guyās go?ā Luckily, with the long-ish walk back, we no longer look stressed.Ā āWe got breakfast,ā I throw myself onto the couch. John B looks up from his pages and raises his eyebrows.Ā āYou never take me to breakfast!ā He throws his hand over his heart, clearly in pain.Ā āYouāre not as good company as me John, just accept it.āĀ āDid you pay for it?ā Kiara asks. I immediately sit up, snapping my head to the boy as I realise.Ā āYou little thief,ā JJ says before I can even speak.Ā āNo I-āĀ āDamn Y/N, I must be rubbing off on you, finally.ā
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A work colleague and I have been sexually harassed at work by our manager. Heās done it so previous staff members, and heās been investigated for it before. We had enough, so we reported him to those higher up. First we were told to wait a week, so I wrote an angry message to one of them. Then we had to fit down and talk through everything heās done, said, in our work place. All I see in that place is where he was. For now, heās suspended. Heās under investigation. 5 girls reported him, thats 3 extras. And thatās people who have spoken up. The person who interviewed us also interviewed him. Apparently it was a 50/50 thing, so she needed more information. She needed proof. The proof we provided, text messages, werenāt enough. They were slightly cropped, so our replies werenāt in full. We are 18/19, heās a 34 year old man running a business. We literally work for him.
We havenāt been told what will happen to his job, but I have been told that if he returns I will just get moved elsewhere. This is not my fault. I was asked if I provoked him in any way for him to make nasty and vulgar comments about me and my body. None of these girls provoked it. We did nothing. Heās a fully grown man who has abused his power. Pissed off doesnāt even cover half of my emotions.
I donāt know any women who havenāt been through something like this. I know this happens to everybody. The difference is I donāt know any men who are afraid to come to work. Who feel unsafe in their work place.
Speaking up is one of the hardest things Iāve ever had to do. I donāt believe so far itās been worth it. Heās been temporarily removed, and he still has a chance to come back. Although it feels like a big mistake, itās not. I will not be silenced. This is for those who donāt feel safe. Who donāt think their voices deserve to be heard. It is not okay for anyone to do this to you. For now I will keeping his name and the company I work for quiet, but if youāve been on this account for a while you wouldāve read it somewhere.
If he returns I will be posting my story everywhere. Not just here anonymously. Everywhere.
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