Heated Lies (Jiara)

Desperate Times

It started slow. Less shoves, no more playful hitting, any physical banter with the blonde boy significantly lessened. JJ doesn't even seem to notice, only wondered why she didn't fill him in when she got home.

But the knowing looks between Kiara, Pope, and JB are going to become an issue. It was like a brewing volcano. Eventually, things would go overboard. He could've just asked, but it would've felt stupid to him, and he wasn't sure he really wanted to know what they talked about anyway.

Trying to get into his good graces was the only plan they had. A hope that JJ would feel comfortable enough to tell the rest of them about his predicament on his own.

Still, Kiara felt horrible. She felt like a traitor. They might not have found out directly from her, but she confirmed it, just like JJ told her not to.

It was hard to hide her feelings from the boy. It felt like everything was a secret, and she wished things could go back to the way they were before any of it.

Of course that was some serious wishful thinking, but it didn't matter anyway. Kiara's parents were coming home today, and neither she nor he knew what they'd do about it.

"Man, this sucks." He would grumble, keeping her in a sort of cuddled hug on the Carrera's couch. "Did they make a decision?"

She could only imagine his worrying, and it hurt that she'd have to break more uncomfortable news to him.

"I think they did." She mumbled, burying her head into his neck.

In any other situation, JJ would've blushed, because she was warm and inviting and still felt protected by him. He who was always getting his ass kicked...

But now, her words scared him. He had no plan. If she left? He was going back home... His leg started bouncing in a choking anxiety. She put a hand there, slightly messaging his thigh to try to get him to stop.

The bouncing got slower until he stopped. His brain however, was still going a mile a minute.

"I think I'm going. They said they loved it there." His jaw visibly clenched, hand gripping the blanket that covered them both. She slowly removed it, as he was practically a personal heater in that moment.

"It looked like that was it." She didn't mean to rub it in, but that's what it felt like when JJ closed his eyes and groaned.

He glanced at her, waiting for the reassurance, and hating that none came.

"Fucking hell." And he was standing, leaving the couch to grab a beer.

She just watched him go. And she hated it. It was too obvious how little control they had over things. For JJ, this was dangerous, and she couldn't help but think of JB and Pope.

If he would just tell them.

"You could stay at John B's house like usual." It did sound like a decent plan, but JJ wasn't sure how much more of it he could take.

It wasn't just that he'd have to start lying again. Kiara was leaving, and neither of them knew when she was coming back. A frown powered his features where she met him in the kitchen.

She held out her arms, and he instinctively walked right into them.

"I'm sorry, J. I'll try my hardest."

"Write to me." Was his only verbal response, and it just about broke her heart. Then he was kissing her again. It started off as little pecks to make him feel better, but it deepened quickly, revealing the same level of hunger and desperation as the night on the hammock.

He wished he'd done something when he first started craving her touch. He wished they had more time. It showed in his body language, hands going from her shoulders to her lower back.

He would take in the small things; her green sweater, her high waisted jean shorts. It was almost an act of overstimulation, the way his lips started to press kisses around her neck and collarbone.

He could feel her dangly star-shaped earrings brush against his nose, and she was clinging on tighter, just as despairing as he. It was too much, and it left them both breathless.

But even then, when she thought she couldn't take anymore, she still wanted more. Her nails would claw his t shirt, and she'd breathe in his scent, which was a mixture of beer, weed, and the ocean. It was out of a fucking movie.

His eyes were shut when they finally pulled away, her hands feeling his defined jawline. He didn't want to see her face. He knew she'd look sad. She'd look helpless.

He'd had enough of that.

So instead he turned away from her, taking another swig of beer and grounding himself with both hands on their marble counter.

As if things couldn't get worse, JJ swore he heard a car engine. He supposed it was her parents, which really was terrible timing.

She seemed to have the same idea, pressing another three second kiss to his soft lips. She would've walked him out, but he had to sneak out back. Her parents weren't too fond of him, and they knew that.

Except he stopped at the window, mouth dropping at the flash of red and blue. Kiara didn't like the looks of it, so she followed close behind, linking their arms as Shoupe stepped out of the cop car.

JJ was trying to loosen her grip, going into full escape mode. It wasn't personal, but JJ was a totally different person when he saw the cops. It was too familiar.

Then there was a pounding on her door. She flinched, and he finally looked back at her with an apologetic expression.

"We have a warrant!" Shoupe yelled, and Kiara looked from the door to her boyfriend way too many times.

"What do we do?!" She whisper shouted, and the crease in his forehead told her he didn't know.

"I'm going to knock one more time!" Shoupe's voice was raspy and ever so pissed.

If JJ didn't know any better, it sounded like his own father. Maybe that's why he wanted to run so badly. It was also why his legs weren't fucking working.

Another pounding sounded at the door, and Kiara was panicking, shoving him into a closet and rushing to answer.

JJ barely registered the pantry frame slamming in his face.

A lot of these chapters are unedited. i know there are grammar mistakes i have to find time to edit. everytime i sit down to do so i get ideas and then i have to do actual writing that also needs to be edited. see my delay?

Really thinking about writing that smut chapter. Can i live that down tho 💀 oh also OBX IN TEN DAYS AHHHHHH i'm so fucking excited i'm gonna CRY. JIARA COMING BACK TO USSSS FUCK YEAH! also i need requests on my oneshots book 🥰 pleaseeeee. and one more thing. please comment i miss the peeps that comment on my story ☹️🖤