It's You and Me. Always. (JJxREADER)

Chapter 23: JJ.

tw- child abuse

Y/N's POV:

The ride back to the Château, we were sat in complete silence. I stared at the floor, my mind going a hundred miles an hour as I tried to gather my thoughts.

Pope sat across from me, staring at me with concern as involuntary tears dropped from my eyes over what happened between me and JJ. I could tell that everyone was curious to know what happened, but for my sake they didn't ask and I was grateful for them.

A heavy sigh came from across me and I looked up slightly to see Pope moved to sit next to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and pulling me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around him and tried to hold my tears in as I buried my head into his shoulder, but the comfort he gave me allowed me to release my emotions as I quietly sobbed into his shoulder.

He moved his hand to my hair, slowly stroking it as he muttered reassuring words. Not once did he ask me to talk about it, instead just letting me cry. It felt nice- after everything that's happened in the last day and with having to deal with it by myself, it was nice to have someone take care of you for a change.

When we pulled up to the Château, my crying had subsided and I was just resting my head on Pope's shoulder. He helped me out of the van and I immediately walked to my room. Sarah and Kie tried to follow, but I heard Pope stop them.

"I think she wants to be alone," he whispered to them as they all sat on the porch. I was glad he said that and I locked myself in my room, my back leaning against the door as I just stared at nothing in particular.

My mind went blank, my body numb as I slid against the door, sitting on the floor. I couldn't even cry anymore, I had no tears left. I just sat there, staring at the floor, thinking about JJ.

He thinks I cheated on him. He actually thinks I would ruin the best thing that's ever happened to me, that I would risk it all for Rafe.

If only he knew.

JJ's POV:

I kept on walking, not having a destination in mind. I couldn't believe it. I should've known something was going on with her and Rafe, from the amount of times I've caught them together.

I just assumed he was harassing her, but that was never the case. Frustration washed over me like a tidal wave and acting out of emotions, I punched the wall besides me with full force, my knuckles splitting open immediately from the impact, blood trickling down my hand but I was numb to the pain.

I punched the wall again and again yelling out in emotions until I couldn't anymore. I leaned my forehead on the wall and cried, my body shaking violently as I sobbed over Y/N.

Even if she did cheat, I still loved her. I don't think I'll ever stop. She was perfect- the way she smiled at me made my heart flutter, the way eyes would light up whenever she talked about her passions, the way her lips felt against mine, how she poured so much emotion into a kiss. She was the one for me, but obviously I wasn't that for her.

Sniffling back the tears, I looked down at the mess I made of my hand, it coated in thick crimson blood, each knuckle spilt open. The pain was starting to kick in now as I wrapped a bandana tightly around the cuts, hissing at the added pressure.

I knew where I had to go now. I had the money to pay back what I owed and to get in good with my dad. I walked home, opening the front door and walking to the back porch, where my dad was working.

He glanced at me before going back to what he was doing. I stayed stood there for a couple of minutes, waiting for him to say something but it didn't look like he would.