All Too Well | JM

t w e n t y - n i n e

Chapter- the news
Words- 909
JJ's Pov:

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My feet scrapped against the floor as I walked closer to the jail where John B was kept captive, my red baseball hat was covering my red moisture eyes which stung every second of the day allowing only my lips visible.

The pain inside of me was the only thing that reminded me that I was alive, that I wasn't completely lost inside.

There was no doubt that John B hadn't been told the news, the news about her.

Everyone knows, my farther most likely included, he doesn't care, he hasn't called.

Not that I expected him too I just hoped he would.

I pulled open the door with my face still tucked away, "he's over here Maybank." Officer plumb called out, there was a difference in her tone.

I think it was understanding?

Guilt?

No, no, the police don't do that kind of thing, they just hurt people, strip away the ones they love and leave the people who were left behind cold and empty.

I followed behind her numbly, my body was unresponsive to all the jail bars being shook from the inmates, the yelling of my last name saying I was in here next.

I ignored it all.

Plumb opened the door instructing me inside, I looked up slightly to see his lump figure.

He had a bruise on his left eye which was black/blue, his lip was bust open he pretty much just looked like shit.

What he looks like on the outside is how I feel in the inside, Will that feeling ever stop?

"Your buddy's here Routledge" she caught his attention making him look up and frown at her confused before his attention slid to me, sadness bore in his eyes reminding me that he did in fact know of the news.

I bet the selfish gits were happy to tell him of this even though are whole friendships were falling apart.

We may be loosing two friends, what is going on in this world?

"J" he breathed out I could hear the relief inside but my body didn't acknowledge it, plumb left a few moments after are silent exchanged allowing me to sit down a bit more comfortable in this situation.

I pulled my hat off my blonde locks which used to have her fingers running through letting them poke out in odd directions.

My eyes rises from the metal table meeting his shocked ones, I didn't think I looked that bad.

I mean yeah I haven't been sleeping much lately, yeah I haven't really ate or drank anything I just haven't had the effort to do so, yeah I haven't stopped crying and holding her hand and yeah I haven't stopped begging for things to be okay.

But he was worse.

"Is she-" he cut himself off as he couldn't say the words which I'm glad for as I don't know if I'm ready to hear them.

"No. She's in a coma, life support. They-they don't know if she'll make it." My fingers ran through each other as I imagined her own fingers tangling themselves through mine as well.

My heart began to ache at the memory causing me to let out a clearing of the throat and the untangling of the fingers, I can't think of what happened.

At least not right now.

"What happened was it- ward?" My head nodded numbly at the question as my eyes looked anywhere but his as I was afraid I'd break underneath them.

I had to be strong for her.

All for her.

"That little bastard!" He slammed his fist into the table as the anger flooded out of him the same way it did me.

I looked at him then shook my head sadly trying to tell him that it won't do anything, we were completely helpless, helpless against them all over again.

It wasn't fair, why did we have to suffer because we don't have that much money to pay the bills, we can't choose who we are and what we do.

"She's not gonna make it jb." My voice was hoarse as I ran a hand through my blonde locks, my eyes were too weak now to fight of the tears.

Salty tears slid themselves through my semi parted lips causing a stinging sensation to go through my as it touched my sore in the corner of my mouth which I'd made from biting it under stress.

"Don't. Don't say that because we all know she will, she's a fighter J. She'll be okay." He comforted but I could see the aching in his face, I knew because I feel it everyday in my heart.

"We're gonna get you out jb. Your gonna come home, you both are. If it's the last thing we do." I finalised before grabbing my hat and standing up waiting by the door to be released.

I ignored all the inmates attempts of intimidation as my head was ducked down, my eyes were glued to the floor as my blonde locks covered my moist eyes.

After a few walks plumb opened the door allowing the breeze to hit me in the face, I ignored her words of my last name then mounted my bike and drove to the chateau.

Your coming home baby, I promise.

A lot more JJpovs coming now so don't be too disappointed by this one!