Kiara's Pov
I walked to my Dad's truck, getting in on the driver's seat, JJ got in on the back and Pope got in next to me, in the passenger side. God, poor Pope, I was leading him on. I didn't have feelings for him at all, but the day John B left, I kissed him, and he needs me right now. If I broke it off with Pope right now, it would break his heart, so I just couldn't do that to him right now.
I looked back at JJ in the review mirror, he looked dazed again, he was starring out of the window, he looked like he dreaded what was about to happen, I'm truly getting concerned for JJ, I've seen JJ breakdown and cry only once, but I've noticed all his bruises, he's strong, he really is, but his Dad is braking him, he's becoming undone.
JJ's trying his best to be strong, but the time in the hot tub, I saw a side of his that I've never seen before, I actually saw more bruises then what he just allowed us to see, he's been hiding so much pain and I haven't noticed.
I'm a terrible friend, I finally drove into Pope's driveway, I was still looking at JJ through the review mirror, "Bye," Pope smiled, giving me a peck on the cheek, once he looked away a shivered in disgust. JJ got out of the car, and dapped Pope up.
JJ then sat in the passenger seat, then I began to drive to JJ's house. I was still thinking about JJ and his Dad, like, how can a Father hate his son so much to hit him every day? Well, I wasn't sure that he beat him everyday, but I was worried that one day it would be more then a beating, like more like a beating to death.
I've seen Luke, he's built, he could easily choke someone to death, JJ does one thing out of line according to his Dad and he's done, being buried in his backyard, never to be seen again.
If JJ were too get murdered by his Father, probably nothing would happen to him anything, he's a pogue, nobody cares about us, even thought I was a Kook by birth rights, I hated it, I would trade anything to be born a Pogue, it was my favourite lifestyle.
I drove into JJ's driveway, he didn't get out though, he stared at the front door. "JJ, are you okay?" I asked, truly worried. I could tell he was absolutely terrified of going inside of his house. "I'm fine." JJ whispered, turning to face me, his eye's looked watery, he'd looked like he were about to cry.
