promise?

15.

i wake up, in john b's bed. my head is pounding.

"morning y/n." kiara says.

i look over, her laying next to me, smoking a blunt.

pope walks in.

"jesus christ you look awful." he says.

"love you too pope." i respond.

i get up to go to the bathroom. i look in the mirror. i'm covered in bruises and my lip is busted.

that bitch.

jj walks past the bathroom and pauses when he looks at me.

"don't worry, you got her worse." he says, smiling.

i smile.

what was that actually about? we were friends until last night. i've never done anything to her.

"hey, jay?" i say to jj.

"yeah?" he replies.

"what was that about? like, last night. i never did anything to her. and she kept screaming "that's for stealing my boyfriend" but she was making out with my boyfriend." i say.

his smile leaves his face.

"she uh.." he starts, "she thinks me and you were still hooking up when things got serious."

"so she made out with my boyfriend?"i ask sarcastically.

"yeah i don't really know what happened but i know that you put on one hell of an act. he's never gonna suspect that you don't like him." jj says.

an act. right.

the thing is it wasn't an act. i was actually so hurt, but i can't be with a murderer. i have to end it.

"yeah.." i say.

i walk out of the bathroom and grab a beer out of the fridge.

"where's sarah?" i ask john b who's laying on the couch.

"outside, protecting the mice." he says.

"what?" i ask.

"don't ask." he says.

i walk outside to see sarah swinging a tennis racket at birds.

"sarah jesus. the birds aren't gonna hurt us." i say.

"they're coming for the mice!" she shouts.

i laugh.

"hey sarah can i talk to you?" i ask.

"of course." she says, out of breath.

i lay down in the hammock, her following behind me.

"what's up?" she asks.

we sit in silence for a few seconds.

"i have to break up with rafe." i say.

"y/n.. what about peterkin? i thought you would stay with him. i mean, what you did last night shows you can act like you still wanna be with him, right?" she asks.

"that's the thing sarah. it wasn't an act." i say.

her face drops.

"what he did hurt me, a lot. i can't "pretend" after that." i say.

she nods.

"then break up with him. it's not fair if we don't listen to your feelings too." she says.

i smile and nod.

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