Waves

f o r t y - o n e

~PRESENT~

Amelia laid in her bed, eyes staring at the ceiling above her, watching the fan spinning in circles as the cool air blew down onto her. She couldn't stop thinking about the text that was displayed on her phone only seventeen minutes ago.

"JJ's back."

She picked up her phone, still wishing that JJ's name would be on it. But right now, she knew that was a very far stretched hope. All she saw was a text from Sarah, asking how she was doing.

Her mind was boggled with a million different thoughts. All of the memories of her and JJ came soaring back through her mind, and she missed every moment she had with him, wishing that she could relive them over again. She couldn't stop thinking about JJ or about how much she missed him.

She had thought, and hoped, that JJ was going to come back to the apartment that night after their fight and work everything out between them. The last thing that she expected to happen was JJ running off on his fathers boat, especially with Kiara. She didn't know what that meant for them. But maybe, just maybe, if she would have just stayed, they could've worked things out.

She wished that she could know how JJ felt finding out that she left.

With a groan, Amelia rolled out of bed, heading straight to her bedroom door and starting down the hall and down the stairs. She was home by herself, Greg and Nolan gone to catch some fishing, and Amelia was glad to have the house to herself for a while.

She reached the kitchen, pulling open the refrigerator door, grabbing the carton of orange juice and setting it down on the kitchen counter, before pushing shut the door and grabbing a cup from the cabinet. She filled it to the brim, taking a sip before her attention was caught by a knock on the door. Her eyebrows furrowed, not knowing who would be knocking at the door.

As she reached the door, she turned the knob and pulled it open quickly, her mouth dropping at the person standing in front of her.

"JJ?"

"Now you didn't think I'd let you get away that easily, did you?"

~ONE YEAR AGO~

WARNING: Sensitive Content

Amelia ran as fast as she could to JJ's house, knowing that he was released and she could go see him. She didn't care that she had to get there on foot. She just wanted to see him.

JJ had put her down as an emergency contact, so as soon as they let him out, they called her to let her know. His father bailed him out and took him home, and it was the best news she could possibly receive.

When she finally arrived at his house, her legs were exhausted, but she didn't let that stop her. She snuck behind JJ's house, and she could instantly hear music blaring. She jumped without realizing as she heard shouting, and she instantly knew that it was JJ's father, as she would have recognized JJ's voice. She snuck around the house, looking in each window, trying to find JJ. When she finally came to a window towards the back and saw him sitting on the bed inside, she knocked quietly on the window before creaking it open as quietly as she could, not wanting his father to know she was sneaking in. She climbed in, jumping yet again as JJ banged on the door in front of her, not realizing that she was there.

"JJ?" She whispered, trying to get his attention. He jumped slightly, but quickly turned at the sound of her voice. "Hi, baby."

Amelia felt shocked as JJ collapsed forward into her arms, tears streaming down his face. Amelia wrapped her arms tightly around him, and JJ clung on to her like he never wanted to let go.

"J, what's wrong?"

"I hate him. I hate him so much." He cried, looking up to Amelia with tear stained cheeks. She quickly noticed his busted lip, and the bruise formed around his eye.

She felt her heart sink as she lifted her hand to his face, tracing her fingers over the bruise. "What happened?" She pushed her hand back through his hair, revealing another bruise along his forehead. "JJ, what happened?"

"It's my dad."

"He did this to you?"

JJ wiped the tears from his eyes, sitting down on his bed as he pulled Amelia by her waist to sit on his lap. He seemed a little more calm now that she was there with him. "This is what he does. All the time. That's why I stay at John B's most of the time."

"I'm so sorry, J. I'm so sorry." Amelia said, feeling tears stinging at the backs of her eyes as she looked over his marks again.

"I wasn't expecting for you to show up here. But I'm glad you did." He finally smiled a small smile. "I missed you."

Amelia leaned in to him, giving him a kiss to his lips. "I missed you. So much."

JJ leaned into Amelia, pressing his lips right back to hers again, the kiss instantly becoming intense like they've longed for each other for years. JJ's hands found her hair, tangling between the strands. He pulled Amelia down onto the bed on top of him, shifting his body under hers, a mischievous grin growing on his lips. His hands began to rub up and down her thighs, and Amelia connected their lips again, giggling as he lightly bit into her lower lip and pulled it gently between his own lips. Her hand grabbed for his skin hungrily, grabbing onto his face and rubbing her thumb back and forth. His hands began to tug her shirt up, and she lifted her body up so that he could pull it over her head.

JJ paused, looking down at her chest, the pink lace bra showing off her breasts. His hands sat on her hips, his eyes admiring her body.

"God, you're so beautiful." He said quietly as he brought his hands up, cupping her breasts. Amelia couldn't fight back the small moan escaping her lips.

She felt him growing hard against her thigh, and she smirked as she began to grind her hips. She heard him let out a grunt, which only made her grind harder. His hands tightened around her breasts, his mouth parted and his eyes shut. His hands found their way to her back, unclipping her bra. Her breasts fell from the bra and he was quick to connect a hand to them, a look of lust now prominent in his eyes as he touched her body. He kneaded them gently, and leaned down to attach his mouth to them. Amelia let out a moan, fingering his hair, pulling gently along with the pleasure of his tongue swirling around her nipple.

He moved his way down, kissing along her stomach. As he reached the hem of her shorts, he pulled them down with her underwear all in one swift motion. He swiped his finger gently along her entrance, and Amelia quivered at the touch. He pushed down his boxers, revealing himself and lined himself up to her entrance. He was quick to grab a condom off of the nightstand, ripping it open between his teeth before sliding it onto himself. Amelia felt him push into her, her back arched instantly at the sensation taking over her body at the feeling of him.

He began to move slowly, thrusting in and out with rhythm. Amelia opened her eyes and looked down to watch him, moving her hand down to rub circles around her sensitive spot.

He began to thrust faster, and he pushed her hand away, replacing it with his thumb. He rubbed slow circles, Amelia's mouth falling open, loud moans escaping. Her hand found a place on his forearm, digging her nails into his skin. He thrusted faster, his finger movements around her becoming sporadic, and Amelia couldn't help but moan with every thrust. JJ's movements became sloppy, and Amelia's hand found his hair as he let out a grunt, his mouth falling agape and his hands digging into Amelia's waist at the pleasure that was overcoming him.

"Wow, you're incredible." He said, still panting, before pulling himself out and rolling over beside her. "I love you."

"I love you, JJ." She said as JJ pushed her hair behind her ear, leaving a kiss to her forehead. "You wanna get out of here? Go back to John B's?"

Amelia nodded, rolling her body over top of him so that she could lay pressed against him, leaving one last kiss to his lips.