my always addiction ☞︎𝕛𝕛 𝕞𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕜☜︎

𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘀

I'd like to formally apologize for what you're about to read.

And you may be thinking "oh, it couldn't be worse than the chapter '𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴' cause that one was pretty sad."

But no.

It's worse.

And I'm sorry.

Don't hate me please.

Oh, who are we kidding? You definitely will hate me 😭

But this is a chapter I've been waiting to write since like the beginning of the story like I was so excited for this

•••

zia

And there he goes. Off on yet another rampage. And before anyone had any chance to intervene, he already had the radio cranked up so high he couldn't here anyone, and even if we turned it down, he tuned us out. Before I knew it, I was parked in Barry's front yard.

"This'll only take a second." JJ says happily as he puts the van in park and opens the door.

"Where are you going?" John B asks as we all watch JJ walk directly to Barry's front door.

"Yo soy justicia." JJ says as he approaches the door.

"You know, someone should probably-" Kie starts.

"Yeah, I know," John B starts "Zia, go." He says, pointing to the house.

"Wha- me? Wh- why me?" I stutter, trying to understand why John B would send the only person here who JJ hates with a burning passion to a house to try and reason with him.

"Because he listens to you." John B briefly explains.

"Listens? More like listened. Okay? He hates me, remember?" I say, crossing my arms and leaning back into the seat.

"He said he loved you, remember?" Sarah says in a condescending tone.

I flip her off. "Loved. Past tense. I'm not going." I shrug.

"Oh, yes you are." John B gets out of the car, gripping onto my wrist and pulling me out with him.

"John B!" I whine. I stumble to the floor and attempt to find traction on the poorly maintained lawn before I fall on my ass.

"Let's go." John B pulls me towards the door.

"You owe me for this." I say as I cave in and open the front door.

I open the door to see JJ throwing around pillows and blankets from the couches in an attempt to find something.

"I know you got a stash around here somewhere." JJ mutters to himself.

"So, what's your plan slick?" John B asks, watching as JJ moves from the living room to the kitchen.

"Well, as thou hath stealeth from us, we shall stealeth from ye." The blond says.

"Alright, can you repeat that again in English, please." I say.

"An eye for an eye." JJ briefly says, continuing to search through the kitchen cabinets.

"Yeah, that's great JJ. But what happens after you rob a drug dealer, huh?" John B says.

"Yeah, he knows who we are." I say, kind of scared of what JJs reaction to me being here might be.