JJ Maybank Oneshots

Don't Lie To Me pt 3

Plot- final chapter. JJ freaks out some more, Kiara is a good girlfriend, and maybe social services aren't total shit. At least not in this story.

I write a shit ton when I'm sad and this week has been shit so here we are. I'm sorry it took so long... kinda turned into a perfectionist but I'm sure someone will find a mistake anyway. I might take these chapters and turn them into a book because I want to keep adding to this. And more Jiara. Also... THE TEASER FOR SEASON THREE CAME OUT. IM SO FUCKING HAPPY. I KNOW YALL SAW THAT HUG.

Weeks pass and Kiara begins to back off. JJ seems to need more space, and she wasn't going to judge. She was, however, going to worry. It was painfully obvious how stressed he was on a regular basis.

"Alright guys clear the chateau! John B has social services over in an hour!" Pope clapped his hands together, catching the attention of every Pogue within ten feet.

"Shit, I thought you were in the clear, man." The blonde boy groans.

"I am. I mean... I thought so. Hulk and Queen Bee found me again." The Routelege replied, rolling his eyes.

Kiara spared a glance to JJ, who hadn't seemed to realize what that meant. Pope gave a salute before leaving. JJ followed him, grinning, until the door shut behind him. It was just him and Kiara. His chest started to hurt.

"Oh, fuck..." He mumbled. "Yo, Kie, can I-?"

"I'm sorry... I already asked my parents. Rebellious surfer dude reputation..."

"You've gotta be fucking joking..." He began pacing, and Kiara immediately put her hands on his shoulders. "What the fuck am I supposed to- Where? Fucking-"

"The word fuck isn't going to help you, J! We'll figure it out okay?"

He's panicking, fumbling for the vape in his pocket, and nearly dropping it. Kiara watches him inhale deeply before biting on his lip once again. After a moment, his breathing slows.

"Okay... okay, I got it. I'll just hide out at the lighthouse."

She nods. "Yeah, okay, cool! Worst comes to worse I'll just sneak you into my house, okay?"

He nods, vape between his lips again. He starts on the walk there, sighing once his brain begins to fog. Kiara pulls his hand back for a moment, ignoring the clammy feeling it gives her.

"You'll be okay, J. I promise."

"Yeah, I know. And plus he can't exactly surprise me anymore. I'll be fine." He's smiling, but his hands are shaking.

It's that motion that makes her kiss his cheek. Then he's quiet, red surfacing on his skin as a new feeling replaces his worry. Then she's walking away from him, and he can't help but stare until she's out of sight.

***

JJ makes it to the lighthouse relatively quickly. He gathered a pile of rocks to throw into the water to pass time. That got boring quicker than the Maybank would like to admit.

A part of him wished he'd just snuck in with Kiara anyway. Fuck what her parents said. They were nothing but mean to her anyway.

His face shows that of concern when his chest begins to hurt again. He's confused; his father isn't around, he's safe. So why is he feeling anxious?

"100, 97, 94..."

He's pretty sure Kiara taught him that trick, but before it can fully work, his mind wanders back to his father. JJ would never admit this to anyone, not even Kiara, but the reason he went back home was to make sure his father was okay.