Trouble P6

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PART SIX ~ FOUR LETTERS

You arrived at JJ's house. There were still some tears left on your cheeks. You looked in the door and saw Luke asleep, so you decided not to just walk in. You didn't want to wake him since that probably wouldn't turn out well. You went to JJ's room, hoping he was there.

Sure enough, there he was, sitting on his bed. He looked up at you and looked concerned. 

"(Y/n), what happened?" He asked, standing up and walking over to you. 

"I-I-..."

He shut his door and led you to his bed. You both sat down on it and he grabbed your hand.

"What happened, baby?"

"I-it's Sh-Shawn..." You started. 

"That's your friend, right?" JJ asked. You realized you hadn't really talked about him at all. 

"Y-yeah... Well he-... he's..." You couldn't bring yourself to say it.

It should have been simple.

Easy.

It's only one word.

One syllable.

Four letters.

Dead.

"He-he's..." 

JJ could tell. He pulled you close to him tightly. You let some tears spill from your eyes as you buried your face into his shoulder. You just sat there like that for a while, JJ occasionally saying something comforting.

"I'm so sorry, baby," JJ said. 

"He-he was always there for me a-and he was my first friend... I-I just c-can't believe he's..."
Four letters. Who knew it could be so difficult to say such a small word?

Then it hit you.

Realization.

Tyrone.

That's what Tyrone had told his buddies before he died after you shot him.

This was revenge.

Damn. Even when he was gone, Tyrone still managed to have someone murdered.

You couldn't handle it. If you wouldn't have killed Tyrone, he wouldn't have told his pals to kill Shawn. Shawn would he alive if you wouldn't have killed Tyrone. He could have left with Maya and had a better life. You were so angry (iM aNgRy -Spencer James) at yourself.

"It-it's my fault," you muttered, pulling away from JJ. 

"Hey, hey. No, it's not. You didn't cause this, baby," JJ said. 

"No. I killed Tyrone. He told his friends to kill Shawn in return. It's my fault!" You cried. 

"Don't blame yourself-"

"It's my fucking fault! Shawn would be here if I wouldn't have fucking shot Tyrone! What the fuck is wrong with me?!"

"(Y/n)-"

"No! It's my fault. Stop trying to tell me it's not when I know it is. I'm so fucking stupid."

"You're not-"

"Stop."

You walked out. The moment you passed the threshold of the house you ran.

Where?

You didn't know. You just had to run. You couldn't get revenge on Tyrone because he was dead. What could you do? You didn't know. You were so angry. You needed to release it and that's the main reason you left JJ. You couldn't risk hurting him.

You ran and ran.

You ran until your throat felt as if it was bleeding. You ran until your heart pounded so hard it almost beat out of your chest. You ran until your body burned. You finally stopped and you were on the beach.

You plopped down and stared at the ocean. You couldn't cry. You were numb. You just sat still. The sounds of your surroundings faded. You thought of Shawn. Sure, he was a bit rough around the edges, but he had deeply cared about you and vice versa.

You thought of when you first met him.

It was kindergarten. You didn't know anyone, seeing as it was your first day. You had a bruise on your cheek from your father. It was accompanied by a cut near it. You sat, staring at the ground below you.

"Hey," a boy said. You looked up.

"H-hey," you muttered. He sat next to you.

"What happened to your face?" He asked.

"M-my dad... He hit me..." You replied with a tear trickling down your face.

"Your dad hurt you?" You nodded.

"He's stupid. You seem nice and he shouldn't hurt you. I'm sorry," Shawn said. "I'm Shawn."
"(Y/n)."

"(Y/n).

(Y/n).

(Y/n)!"

You looked over to see JJ. He sat next to you. He has been shaking your arm. 

"What?" You asked, your voice monotone. 

"Look, I'm sorry. It's really not your fault. You can get through this. I'll help you..." JJ said.

You embraced him and he immediately returned the action. 

"I love you, baby. I know it's hard now, but it'll get better."

You were so glad JJ was here for you. Maybe you could get through the loss of Shawn.


LISTEN UP. do y'all want me to continue this or do you think this is a good stopping point for this story? idk so lemme know.

also, i think imma do Sarah next. what yall think of that? plz request even if you have before^^

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