Johnny knew he had messed up. The first time he laid his eyes on you, all he could see was a target. another name to add to his family's list. Yet something shifted within him, something he struggled to comprehend. So all the time spent stalking and charming you eventually did not end in your demise but in a relationship.

A crucial fact he had chosen to withhold from his family. You just felt so different—someone Johnny wanted to be with. He felt entitled to hold on to you. He had saved your life, and you wouldn’t even know it. Only solidifying his justification for keeping you away from people, especially his family.

You, on the other hand, longed to meet them. He knows why, viewing it like a rite of passage in your relationship, but you don’t know his family, and Johnny shuts it down every time, but you still ask. Each time, it sparked another heated argument, igniting a simmering anger within him.

“I already told you, you ain’t goin’ so just drop it.” Johnny snaps, his hand slamming against the table in frustration. He’s grown tired of this topic. He’s told you can’t see his family, and you still remain persistent.

He claims it’s to protect you, but his intentions are far from noble.