Forever and Always | JJ Maybank

Chapter 8 - JJ's pov

I hear the door open and look over to see John B, Sarah and the doctor walk in.

“Oh, Sophia,” I hear Sarah say, crying.

“She just opened her eyes, but I don’t know if she is awake or if she can see and hear us," I say.

John B walks over and wraps Sophia up in a big hug, whispering things in her ear.

“The nurse said you guys wanted to be filled in on what happened?” The doctor asks.

“Yes, please,” I say.

“All that we know is, she was hit by a white pickup truck. It was an intoxicated male driving. He hit her going around 75mph causing her to break her left arm and leg.” The doctor says.

“Do you know who the man was driving?” I ask.

“Uh, Luke Maybank,” The doctor says looking at his clipboard.

“I’m gonna fucking kill him!” I yell running out the door.

“JJ! Come back here!” John B yells running after me. 

I run out to the twinkie and get in the driver seat. John B is not far behind me. He jumps in the passenger seat. 

"Give me the keys," I say.

"JJ, you're gonna do something you're gonna regret," John B says.

"Give me the goddamn keys, John B!" I yell.

"JJ, look at me," John B says. 

I look over at him. 

"Just calm down okay, I don't want you to do something you're gonna regret." He says.

"John B, we need to do something! He hurt Sophia!” I say.

“Okay, but do you think killing him and going to jail is gonna be what's best for Sophia?”

I stay silent. There was no reason for him to hurt her.

"JJ,” John B says.

"Give me the keys. I promise I'm not gonna do something stupid, I just need to go for a drive to clear my mind." I say.

"Promise?" John B asks.

"Yes." He reaches into his pocket and grabs the keys.

"Don't. Do. Anything. Stupid." He says sternly. He puts the keys in the ignition and starts the Twinkie.

"I'm going back in there. I'll text you if anything happens," He gets out and shuts the door. I watch him walking into the hospital before I drive away. I drive straight to my dad's house. When I pull into the driveway his truck is there. I get out and see a huge dent in the front of the truck. I go running inside.

"Where the hell are you, dammit!" I yell. I see him sitting on the couch snorting coke off the table. 

"Why the fuck did you hit her!" I yell.

"JJ, man what the hell are you talking about," He asks.

"Listen, I don't have time for this bull shit. Why the fuck did you hit her." I ask, walking toward the couch. He gets up and punches me in the face, sending me down to the ground.

"Listen here boy, you are not going to yell at me." He yells in my face. I can smell the alcohol on his breath. He punches my face a few times.

"Is she your little slut is that why you're so mad," He says.

"Don't call her that!" I yell, raising my left foot and kicking him in the chest. He falls down onto the couch.

"You're a piece of shit you know. You're the reason why your mom left."

"Shut up!" I yell over and over again, trying to drown out the words he's saying. He gets up and shoves me on the ground, kicking the side of my head. He continues kicking me until my vision goes black. 

I wake up an hour later, my head is pounding and I can barely stand straight. I look over to see if my dad was still in here. He was passed out on the couch. I walk to my room and grab the hand gun I had under my bed. I walk back out to the living room, stumbling over beer cans and stand in front of him. I load the gun and point it at his head, I almost pull the trigger before I drop the gun and begin crying. I lean up against the wall. What am I doing. I wanted to kill him so badly but I couldn't even with all the things he has put me through. Why does he do this stuff. Does he really want me dead that bad. I wish I was a good enough son for him. I sit on the floor staring at the wall for so long. I get up and walk out the front door and get in the Twinkie. I slam my fist on the steering wheel a few times.

"Fuck! I fucking hate him." I yell aggressively. I start the van and drive back to the chateau. When I get there I walk inside and see John B and Sarah asleep on the couch. I pull my phone out of my pocket and look at the time. 4:13 am. I go into Sophia's room and climb into her bed. I grab a blanket that smells like her and fall asleep with it wishing she were here.

Authors note:
I don't really like this chapter but it did make me cry a little lmao. I might update again today, I'm not sure. <3