chapter thirty-five

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A/N: last one guys!! lmk your thoughts on a sequel

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A/N: last one guys!! lmk your thoughts on a sequel...?

"JJ," Kiara says, for the fourth time.

"Leave me alone, Kie," JJ shoos her away with his hand but receives a smack from Kie.

"Get. Up."

"What the fuck was that for?!"

"JJ, you've been in the same spot for three days, and the only time you've ever gotten up is to get more booze."

"Well, what do you expect from me, Kie!? John B is dead and DC-fucking-S took Lio from me," JJ shouts.

"JJ, calm down bro," Pope calms.

"Don't tell me what to fucking do. I lost my best friend and my girlfriend in one day, so until that happens to either of you, keep your damn mouths shut about how I cope with it."

"Being shitfaced for three days isn't coping, JJ."

"Just leave me alone!" JJ's eyes begin to fill with tears as he hugs Lio's sweatshirt.

"JJ..." Kie's soft voice breaks when she sees him like this.

"She's gone, guys. They literally ripped her from my arms. That's something, not even dementia could make me forget."

"JJ, we get it. We lost our best friends too."

Pope and Kie sit on the edge of Lio's bed, "Dude, she was my sister..." Pope says choking back tears.

"But it's different for me. You don't get it! She was my everything. She lit up my world, she made me feel loved and important. And even if I yelled at her, she would always be there the next second, forgetting everything that just happened. She would sneak me out of my house to keep me away from my dad. She wasn't just my girlfriend or my best friend; she was the reason I never gave up," JJ's eyes welled up and poured out more tears than you could count.

Kie runs her hand up and down his back, attempting to help; but in all of reality, nothing could soothe the gaping wound in his heart.

"I miss her, guys. I miss my Lio..."

JJ pulls his knees to his chest, hugging Lio's sweatshirt as tight as he last held her. He drops his head down to rest on his knees.

Pope and Kiara pull JJ into themselves, holding him, and listening to him sob. 

JJ screams, in utter pain, into Lio's sweatshirt.

☁︎︎☁︎︎☁︎︎

Lioana looks out the window of the car as they drive through developments. Looking at all the houses brings her back to a better time...

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"JJ! JJ! Slow down," Lio suddenly says.

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