You were hanging out with JJ and the rest of the Pogues when suddenly, Rafe stormed in, his face twisted with anger. Without warning, he marched up to the group, and because you were standing at the front, he grabbed you roughly, shoving you against the hot tub. His grip was tight as he contemplated whether to punch you or do something worse

In a rush of adrenaline, you yelled out

“Don’t hit me, please I’m pregnant…”

Rafe froze, his anger faltering for just a moment. The rest of the Pogues stood in stunned silence, their eyes wide with shock. But it was JJ who seemed the most affected. His face paled as he took a step back, the memory of the night you two had spent together after that wild party crashing down on him

Everyone was silent, the air thick with disbelief. Rafe’s hands remained firmly gripping your shoulders, but now his gaze softened, conflicted. The entire group was in a state of shock, processing what you’d just said.