Anchor- A JJ Maybank Fanfic

28. The Toxic Chemical

TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF ALCOHOL AND SEXUAL ASSAULT

The Toxic Chemical:
{FLASHBACK}
~Part One~
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"She's gone out? With John B?" Kie asked while taking a hit of my JUUL and then passing it onto me, "Did they say where they were going? Or what were they gonna do?"

I grabbed and placed the tip of the JUUL on my lips and inhaled. I huffed the rest of it out of my nose as the flavor of cotton candy rested on my tongue. The smoke tickled my throat as it burned the hood of my snout. I shook my head, "She only said they were going to help get fishing supplies with Big J, so they're probably at some store right now."

Kie's eyes pinched as she laid her head on the edge of the HMS, shooting her eyes at the dark sky."Okay, but like why at night? Don't you think that's a little weird to be going anywhere this late?"

I place the JUUL back on my lips, forcing my lungs to inhale once again as the flavor settles on my tongue and burns my nose as it escapes out of my mouth. I turned my head over to her, "Listen, Kie, if you're worried about them flying their way up to Neverland without us and..." I chuckled a little before giving off my joke, "and then getting high off their asses from pixie dust while," I chuckled again, "while-...while watching Tinker Bell give Peter Pan a blowjob-."

"Huh?!" Kie shrieked, raising her head to face me, "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

I laughed hard at her reaction, "Yeah you're right, that dude is too big to fit in her mouth anyway, the only thing she could suck on is probably something small like a toe...or John B for that matter." I snorted as I watched Kie's face get crumpled up with wrinkles of disgust.

"Eww, JJ!" Kie whacked my shoulder backhandedly, which made me almost die of laughter, "You're so terrifyingly random at times; No but stop, I'm being serious about this!"

I calmed myself before rolling my eyes at her, "Yo chill, why are you so fired up by this? What's wrong with them hanging out?"

"There's nothing wrong with them hanging out," Kie snatches the JUUL away from my hand and takes hits of it before explaining again, "She's just been hanging out with him too much that's all, I mean..." Her eyes shot down to her fingers, like she's going to confess something she might regret.

I hope she doesn't.

"I mean they've...really been a little too close to each other," She emphasized, "Don't...don't you think there might be...I don't know...something...going on between..." I furrowed my brows at her, confused about what she meant by that statement. Until a minute passed by, and the puzzle began to come together, which made me understand what she meant.

Heat rushed through my veins which sparked up every ounce of anger I had in me. "Kiara, stop," I warned her, my voice immediately becomes cold and harsh, "You said the same thing about her and Pope when they were surfing that one time, and now you're accusing my girlfriend of cheating on me with my fucking best friend who I knew since third grade? Are you for real right now?"

This is bullshit. I know it is. This is the second time Kie has accused my girlfriend of cheating. She's so confusing; Kie was the one who set me up with her, and now every time my girl hangs out with the guys, it automatically means that they're macking? The fuck?

"It's just weird, JJ!" She rose from the HMS Pogue's rocky ground and shifted her body to face me, "You should be the one to go with John B not-." Kie inhaled another hit, and as the chemicals left her mouth, she whispered, "Not her."