SUPER RICH KIDS ➪ JIARA ✔︎

listen before i go

kie-

 
      "jj!" i scream, as he slumps off of the bed. his shirt was caked in dry blood, and his pants are pulled down. i ran to jj, kneeling next to him, checking his pulse. he was breathing, just asleep. pope was fighting tears. he softly pulls up his pants, and jj popped awake, grabbing pope's hand and squeezing it. jj's hands were bound together with john b's belt, but he he could still move.

         casey stands in the doorway in shock, huge, round tears cascading down her face. "casey, call... 911," i choke out, holding jj in my arms. "kie, don't leave me," jj cries, turning to cry in my shoulder. jj refused to let anyone pull up his pants. "i won't, baby. i p-promise," i stroke his head, and casey calls 911. pope turns on the light.

         "can you send an ambulance and police to 324 blair beach street, outer banks, north carolina? my friend has been hurt," she mumbles, her hands shaking, biting her lip, fighting the urge to let out a sob. "jj, w-w-what happened? who did this to you," pope investigates, as jj slowly pulls up his pants, wincing.

        john b and sarah wonder into the room. "someone's at the doooor!" sarah sings, as casey gets up to get the door. sarah must have opened the door, because it creaks open. "back here!" casey leads the paramedics back to the guest room. a small man and woman walk into the room, holding big bags. "what's going on? and why are those two drunk?" the woman asks, stepping to check jj's pulse. "stable. can you explain what happened, ma'am?" the man asks, as the woman checked jj for more injuries. "well, we were-" we were all underage. fuck. "we were hanging out, and my friends brought beers. the rest of us didn't drink, except for jj, john b, and sarah. jj went to use the bathroom, and was attacked. another girl named kendall was here, but she left..." i trailed off. where the hell was kendall? "we heard him scream and all ran back here."

   "paul, he was probably..." she looks down at her hands, then shaking her head. she was fiddling with his pants, her hands shaking. the gloves on her hands were covered in a slick, clear substance.

oh my god. jj was raped.

      "he was what, callie?" paul's eyes were dark, and his face softened. "oh," paul gulps, his face red. "he has no broken bones, but he will most likely need counseling," callie stands up. "you kids did the right thing. just make sure you're there for him." paul nods. "so... that's it? aren't you going to call the police?" casey asks, semi-furious.

"well, honey, we can't do anything until we can truly confirm that he was... sexually assaulted." paul informs, taking some wipes from his bag to wipe the blood off of jj's face. "well, thank you. i guess," pope sighs. the paramedics give us pitying smiles. "you're welcome. you're good kids." paul and callie exit the house, closing the door behind them.

      pope's phone dings in his pocket. he pulls it out of his pocket and checks it, his eyes wide. "holy shit, my parents are pissed. i have to go, guys. i'll be back first thing after work." pope runs to kiss casey and i on the cheek, dashing out of the house.

    "i'm so sorry, kiara. this is terrible," she consoles. i nod. i wish she would go home already. "well, i'm gonna go see if i can find kendall. goodnight, kiara." and with that, casey lily leaves me in my home that i no longer feel safe in, with a baby, a rape victim, and two drunk teenagers.

     calmly, i get up off of the floor, walking to the kitchen. sarah and john b are asleep, cuddling. i smile, going to lock all of the doors. i turn off the lights, walking back down the hallway to check on jackson. he's surprisingly still asleep.

i walk down the hallway, and jj is now awake, sobbing. "oh jj," i rush into the room, kneeling in front of him. "can i take this off?" he nods slowly. i take the belt off of his hands, and he shakes them a bit. "can i hug you?" he whispers, and it instantly made me tear up. "of course, jj." i wrap jj in a hug, breathing in the scent of his shirt.

it smells of a fruity perfume.

a girl's perfume.