ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ [ᴊᴊ ᴍᴀʏʙᴀɴᴋ]

1 looking out for you

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i opened the door to my bedroom seeing jj on top of a blonde girl, probably on vacation like all the girls he gets with "god jj get out my room" i shouted throwing his shirt that was on the floor at his face.

he turned his eyebrows "cant you see i'm busy here char" he said referencing to the girl underneath him.

i rolled my eyes slamming the door as i bumped into my brother john b. he smiled at me as we both entered the next room seeing kie lay down on the sofa bed.

i lay down next to the girl watching john b high five pope heading outside the chateau. "i hate jj" i stated facing the girl. she laughed gently "don't we all"

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later on, john b and i had a meeting with a social worker.

we sat in the small plastic chairs anxiously as the dark haired woman spoke "john and charley" she began "it's come to our attention that you two are unemancipated minors living alone"

my eyes widened as john b denied the fact. their voices slowly echoed away and all i could think about was our father, everyone presuming he was dead, a part of me believed them. john b was sure it wasn't true though, and i held onto hope to help him.

i snapped back into reality hearing the woman speak "tomorrow we're going to come down and speak to your uncle, if he's not there we're gonna move forward with foster care"

she looked us both in the eyes "we're gonna find you both safe and loving homes"

i stood up abruptly, "so you're gonna separate us ship us off to some random country and never check on us again?" i shouted, "so fucking excited"

i left the room walking out of the building feeling the rage build up inside me. i stood still for a moment before feeling john b behind me giving me a hug.

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to our luck a hurricane came in the next day making it unable for them to come out and visit us.

we all decided to go out on the boat, after all the day after hurricane is a free day.

the five of us took beers from kie's bag clinking the bottles together. jj then instructed pope to pick up the speed "it's gonna work this time" he shouted from the front of the boat aiming the bottle towards his mouth.

he had tried this millions of times and it never worked.

it poured past him the beer falling on to all of us "it in my hair jj stop" i yelled at him.