Broken promises ~ JJ Maybank ~ Sequel to Promises

Chapter eighteen ~ "Three Words, Eight Letters"

Pope walked over to me as I sat on the beach.

P: hey you good?

K: think so

He looked at me confused.

P: you sure, your face is a little red you okay?

K: I feel like smoking a blunt

I reach in my pocket and pull one out.

P: this is a kind of Jj thing,

K: kie told me what happened.

P: you have a lighter?

Pope and I sat out at the beach smoking to relieve the stress. After a blunt we were pretty high.

K: can I tell you something?

P: of course you can keeks

K: me and Jj, we were together

P: you dated?

K: nope, but we were together. And I'm an idiot

P: why? No your not.

K: because I, Keira Thornton, fell for the, JJ Maybank.

P: aww-

K: -no aws.

I cringed.

P: why?

K: we broke up, after John b "died". Now it's all different, we've kissed we've had this eye contact and...I miss him

P: that's good isn't it?

K: when I got shot, and was laying there pretty much dead, he told me he loved me. But he didn't think I heard so I guess we just forgot about it.

P: that's amazing, you guys are gonna be together-

K: -he said it because he thought I was dead... he didn't mean it. Of course he didn't.

I let out a deep breathe and stare out at the ocean.

P: it's three words, eight letters. What are you so afraid of?

K: That when I say those words...he'll leave me. I'm not ready to broken again. And I'm definitely not ready to lose him again.

I jumped up and started walking up the beach.

P: he meant it!

I hear Pope shout. I turn to face him.

P: he meant it keeks. It's you and JJ. Of course he meant it.

He softly smiled at me.