Bad Timing - Jiara (JJ Maybank & Kiara Carrera)

Chapter 12

"you totally stood me up and I'm not talking to you" Sarah barked instantly at the sight of Kiara showing up at her front door.

"no, i just-" Kiara endeavored to explain, only to be cut off again.

"Whatever excuse you have-" Sarah continued humorously, yet still a little upset.

"I went to see Jj" Kiara says abruptly, rather regretful yet still aware of her choices, followed by Sarah's eyes widening in an instant.

"okay! all is forgiven then! How Is he?" Her questions started pouring out as she welcomed Kie in her stupendous, and yet Kiara has seen it countless times, the expenses, that were mostly frills, still baffled her.

"I didn't get to see him, he wasn't there," The dark-haired girl sighed as she helped herself to the congenial couch, "but I guess that just made me realize that he'll come back when he's ready, you know?" Kiara looked back at Sarah but by that time Sarah's blank expressions had turned rather pale at the mention of JJ's name.

"i am worried about him" Sarah confesses, shockingly, yet she didn't look so, which was utterly confusing yet understandable, for this was the first time JJ has gone too far with his isolation, everyone was started to get anxious.

Kiara didn't even have to say anything, the despairing look on her face said it all. She wanted him to show up tonight, or tomorrow, or any day that's close enough to make her as excited to live through her nineteenth birthday as much as possible, but with time running out, Kiara's fate in JJ seemed to have lost its livelihood, as if being it's only purpose was to be repelled against her, against her love for him, but Kiara's heart was beating otherwise, trying to fight back, for with every breath she took, every element she inhaled, it wasn't enough to satisfy her desperate and desirable heart that would perhaps stop functioning if oxygen was replaced with his scent, the scent her memory was starting to lose, which terrified her.

And with every ventilation of his case, her ears tend to get lost in Marc Lane's 'Who do you love?'  lyrics back in the camp, with JJ by her side, never once leaving it, claiming it so proudly, that it truly felt, and it was, the most magical night in her life, unlike this evening, when she should've been dancing and laughing, but was in utter forlornness, and it was taking a toll on her, the same way it was with JJ, yet Sarah, and the Pogues were always by her side, which made her even more concerned, for JJ had no one, not even himself.

"girl, forget about him for a while," Sarah seemed to have noticed Kiara's lost eyes zooning into thin air, for she stopped the poison flowing that was JJ's cravenness through her blood with just a few simple words that Kiara didn't want to hear, but in fact, needed to "it's your last day of being eighteen, we should be celebrating from now"

"I don't wanna see anyone" Kiara settled her head in Sarah's lap, nuzzling on her thigh as Sarah caresses her hair calmly.

"I think that if the kooks show up, I might murder them" Sarah said, her voice towering above Kie's ears.

"they took it way too far this time" Kiara adds, detestation discernible in the tone she was using.

"hey, you don't still, love Topper, do you?" Kiara continues bluntly with a slight chuckle, as to how ridiculous it would still be with all that has occurred because of him, yet Sarah stayed silent, so Kiara's eyes shot open from the tiresome they where in, mistaking her pause as hesitance.

"no! oh no! after all that, no way!" Sarah makes clear defensively, as Kiara jumped up from the laziness she had curled herself into to face Sarah threateningly.

"it's not that, it's just, look!" Sarah stammered, randomly flapping her hand around, signaling to the window that showed Pope leaning in to kiss Danielle, followed by the friends squealing and giggling in excitement, yet still trying to contain their excitement as the lovebirds continue marching their way closer to the window, making them, and their elation, more conspicuous than all their likings.