"Someone's here." You, JJ and Sarah looked at John B who just grabbed a beer in his garden. He looked at the trees in front of him. You sat up from JJ's arms. The four of you were hanging in the cat's ass after Pope and Kie left.
"What?" Sarah asked confused. JJ got up. "Bro, there's no one there" he said pretty loud. John B put his finger to his mouth, telling JJ to be quiet. "I swear I heard someone, come one."
John B sounded really serious, causing you to get pretty scared. He immediately threw water on the bonfire. JJ helped you get out of the water. "Where do we go?" Sarah asked panicking.
John B thought for a second, then pointed to the tree. "Go up there." The four of you climbed into the tree. You grabbed JJ's hand and with his help, you sat on a branch.
Seconds after that, Rafe and Barry walked into the garden. Your eyes widened when you saw a gun in their hands. JJ glanced a look at you, trying to comfort you. Hoping that he could tell you things were going to be okay. Scared you looked into his eyes, holding your breath. Trying to stay as quiet as possible. They only had to look up and you guys would be dead.
Rafe and Barry were talking and arguing. Rafe got angrier and then held his gun up. Your heart stopped for a moment, terrified of what he might do. But then, it went really fast. You heard a gunshot and felt something in your upper arm.
Sarah gasped, instantly covering her hand with her mouth, John B's eyes widened and JJ just stared at you in shock. Slowly you looked down and saw blood on your arm. Frozen you looked at it.
Luckily, Rafe and Barry left shortly after that. JJ immediately rushed over to you. You were still frozen. He cupped your face with his hand. "Baby, look at me." You looked into his eyes and saw a worried expression. "You're gonna be okay, alright?" You nodded.
With his help, you got out of the tree. When you got down, JJ instantly pushed a towel on your wound. Sarah was panicking. "We gotta get her to the hospital" she said with a trilling voice.
It all happened so fast. You felt yourself being lifted, then you got laid down on your back in something that looked like the Twinkie, you saw JJ's face above your head telling you things, his hands holding your face. But you couldn't focus. It was like you were in a haze, a lot of things happened around you, but you couldn't place what.
You felt your eyes getting heavier, it cost too much energy to keep them open. You got a glimpse of JJ screaming something in your face. His mouth formed words, but you heard nothing. Then, it went all black.
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Slowly your eyes opened. You looked around and noticed you were in a hospital bed. JJ sat right next to you, his head resting on his arm, eyes closed and holding your hand.
"Jay" you whispered.
His eyes opened immediately. When you noticed you were awake, he looked like he'd seen a ghost.
"Oh my god, you're awake!"
Your tried sitting up, but JJ pushed you down. "No wait, you should lay down." He placed a hand on your cheek. "How are you feeling?" You shrugged your shoulder, but instantly felt a shooting pain in your right arm. You winced are the pain. Looking down, you saw it was covered in a bandage and in a sling.
"What happened?" You asked confused, not remembering how you ended up here. JJ looked down, hesitating to tell you that Rafe shot you while you were hiding in the trees.
"JJ?" You insisted. He sighed and looked into your eyes. "We, John B and Sarah were hanging out when suddenly Rafe and Barry showed up. We hid in the tree but Rafe got angry and started shooting. One of the bullets hit you" he said brokenly.
You fell silent. Remembering everything again. "I was so scared you wouldn't make it." JJ had tears in his eyes. You rubbed his hand with your tumb. "Hey, I would never leave you, you know that right?" JJ smiled.
"I know."
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A/N
New imagine! I have my doubts about this one, but I still wanted to post it. Let me know what you think and if you have any tips.
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JJ Maybank Imagines
Fanfictiona book full of short stories with jj just because i'm bored and i love him