James (JoJo) De La Rosa and Leo Cespedes' adventures through teenage angst, hooliganism, and the turbulence of friendship.
sensitive topics included:
-eating disorders (anorexia specifically)
-domestic abuse (both physical and verbal)
-excessive re...
song is natural devotion by spirit of the beehive ! photos are picrews of, in order, jones, leanne, and shawn. last chapter with a buncha dumbass picrews lol I promise.
bonus points this chapter to whoever can count the amount of times Jun says the f-word.
ok sorry this took me like a year or however long it's been to get this shit out. i cannot even begin to explain how insane my life has been. hopefully i can start writing again soon. know there have been so many attempts to get this out but to no avail lol hope this satisfies >:)
also, how do y'all feel about Eve?
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Sunday rolled around slow and unwelcome. Every day that passed since Friday, Leo just felt worse. He spent most of the day in bed recovering from his near-meltdown and ignoring Jun's texts. Consuelo brought him soup and at four, he had another shift at CD Simon's.
It wasn't bad, though. He was working with Lilah who had green hair and blasted riot grrrl the whole time. He could get down to L7 any day. She didn't talk much, and neither did he, so the shift went by without a hitch. He had too much time to himself, though, and he was getting sick of his thoughts running on a loop. Soon enough, he was skating back home in just as shitty a mood as he'd shown up in.
He kicked off his shoes and rested his board against the wall once he got inside, stepped into the living room to find Consuelo typing away at her laptop. When she noticed him, she gave him a worried smile. "Hi, mijo." His stomach sank. Oh, fucking what was it now?
