Jɪᴀʀᴀ Oɴᴇ Sʜᴏᴛs

Fʀᴇᴀᴋs

(IT'S BEEN 2 MONTHS SINCE KIE HAS LAST SEEN THE POGUES BECAUSE HER PARENTS SENT HER OFF TO THE KOOK ACADEMY)

(IT'S 2AM)

(JJ's POV:)
I was kinda zoning out Pope, who was giving me and John B a lecture about our science quiz tomorrow. I'm already failing all my classes anyways so it's not like this test is going to make a difference. We haven't see Kie in like 2 months, she's at the kook academy now.

John B knows she'll come back eventually where as Pope is telling us to move on and forget about her, bit shocking actually he used to be crushing hard on her, that boy was whipped. Where as me, i'm getting more worried.

She promised when she left that she would still visit and call everyday. Kiara doesn't make promises if she can't keep them. Besides she hates Kooks, just as much as I do. Somethings up, I mean now I got JB cleaning up my wounds if my dad hits me or if one of those assholes from figure eight makes me lose my shit. He finds it comical when I wince at the rubbing alcohol against my fresh wound.
Douchebag

"Guys we should see Kie, just to make sure she's ok I mean it's been 2 months now."
Trying to get the boys on my side wasn't gonna work.

"Dude I'm tired." John B groaned as he layed down on the pull out couch

"JJ why do you even care anymore man, she left us. She's probably asleep in her rich kook ass house dreaming about money and fairy's while we're here eating moldy bread" He pointed at the dining room table where a loaf of moldy bread was sitting.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Pope, you know Kie, we've all known her since kindergarten. This isn't like her, she hates Kooks just as much as we do. Somethings wrong we need to go see her. Like now."

Pope just shook his head as he layed down next to John B who was just staring at the ceiling. I get that he's tired. I mean he's been to the police station like 5 times the week because of Big John's disappearance. I know he blames himself. I'm not going to push him, besides he needs to relax and rest. Where as Pope? he needs to pull his head in, if this was the other way round, Kie would have checked up on him the first week he left.

Fuck it.

I walked out the chateau, drowning out Pope and John B telling to me to go back. I mean this is Kie where talking about, badass, hot, hippie who loves drinking beer and smoking weed just as much as I do. She's not the kind of girl to spend her free time shopping.

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It took me 30 minutes to walked to her house. I threw a rock up at the window for her.

No answer.

She's probably asleep. I'll come back tomorrow. As I began to walk away I decided to stay. Something was telling me there was something seriously wrong, I just had this gut feeling.

Some how I climbed up to her window and remembered that she would always leave it unlocked for us.

I let myself in and looked over to her bed.

It was empty.

I looked over to her bathroom and noticed that the light was on.