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y/n pov:

i tried to go back to the house too see if my dad or jj was home. no one was there, at all. i walked around too just to make sure.

an hour later i went to the police department to try and talk to jj. i snuck behind the desk and tried to find him in a cell.

y/n: jj.. jj!
i said whispering.

jj: huh? shit.
he woke up.

y/n: are you okay?

jj: yeah yeah i'm fine. get out of here before they throw you in here.

y/n: just wanted to check on you.

jj: okay. i love you sis.

y/n: i love you too bro, i'll see you later

jj: yeah..

i left the station before anyone could catch me. i went around the figure eight area to find a dress for the midsummers.

i just hope our dad picks up jj because if not then i don't know what will even happen to him honestly. we don't have any other family.

1:30pm*

i went to the cameron's house. i wanted too see rafe.
i knocked on the door and the girl from the boneyard opened it.

s: can i hep you?

y/n: um is rafe here?

s: uh yeah but he's busy.

y/n: oh.

s: wanna come in?

y/n: if you don't mind...

s: hm. okay.

i walked into the house, sarah yelled for rafe.

sarah: RAFE! one of your girls is here!

i just made a puzzled face, after her saying that i honestly wanted to leave.

sarah: you look familiar.

y/n: oh that's funny.

sarah: no like seriously have we met before?

y/n: i don't think-

rafe came down the stairs and pulled me away from sarah. he tugged me back outside.

rafe: what are you doing here?

y/n: um i- i just-

he interrupted me by kissing me, i put my hands on his face and we continued. i pulled away after a couple seconds.

he just looked at me confused.

y/n: why do you do that.

rafe: do what?

y/n: kiss me when i talk.

rafe: i don't know. why? you don't like it.

y/n: um. anyways, i just uh wanted too see you i guess.

rafe: really?

y/n: yeah...

rafe: huh. surprising. you would always tell me to leave and now you want me to stay.

y/n: hm. right.

rafe: so...

y/n: um. what did sarah mean by one of your girls?

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