soul ties - jiara

Chapter 10

JJ's Pov

I wasn't surprised when Kiara invited us to have dinner at her parent's house. They were out for the night so we might as well gather there. Also, I was pretty sure she wanted to make it up for us for the events that took place yesterday with her asshole boyfriend. I can't believe he actually said that and made that type of shit in front of Kie and the pogues. If he has an issue with me he should have come to me privately. I also have a very deep issue with him, believe me, and I would never do that to him in front of her. I might not be the best guy in the world but I have some kind of morals. I take a deep breath before I knock on the door. David is the one to open it to me. The only person I wish would not be the first one I see, is exactly the one I do. The universe hasn't been on my side lately. 

"Come on in, my friend!" David mockingly says while opening space for me to get in. He rolls his eyes. He actually fucking rolls his eyes. How old is this dude? Is he a child? I'm pretty sure he's 23 so he should know how to behave himself, by now. 

"It's always a pleasure to see you, David!" I smile at him sarcastically. While I pass by him, my should bump into his. Totally on purpose. If he's allowed to act like a petty little bitch I have all the right to do the same. Kiara hurries into the hall to make sure we don't murder each other for the solo minute we are left alone. 

"Hey, JJ." she greets me while hugging me. I hug her tight feeling bad for the way she left yesterday. I hope she knows I'm not mad at her in any way shape or form. nIts all his fault and she doesn't have to take responsibility for her boyfriend's stupid actions. "Everyone is in the living room!" she lets me know.

As I reach the living room, I see my friends hanging out there. They all greet me. I'm also surprised to see Tom, one of Kiara's cousins. When me and Kie used to date I met a lot of her family, even though her parents hated me. She made sure to include me in her family life. Tom and I had formed a pretty good friendship over that time.

"Dude I've missed you!" he greets me.

"I've missed you too! Look how handsome you look!" I brush his face, joking.

"Dude you're even fitter now! I swear your biceps are double the size they were since I last saw you!" he compliments me.

"You know how it is. Always on the grind." I flex my arms at him laughing.

"Hey..." he whispers close to my ear "Is that boyfriend of hers a total asshole, or is it just me?" 

"Believe it not just you." I greet my teeth. I knew I liked Tom for a fucking reason. After confessing this to Tom I see Kiara whispering something in Davids's ear. He grabs her waist and jealousy fills my whole body. She smiles at him like he's encouraging him to do something.

"Hey JJ care to help me out in the kitchen?" he asks me. Silence surfaces in the room. Everyone, including me, is very much shocked about his request.

"Me?" I reply.

"Yeah, dude. Come on!" I don't have a good feeling about this. He drags me to the kitchen with him.

"What's up?" I ask suspiciously.

"Just need some help making the drinks." he smiles at me. Oh, I really don't like this.

"Sure..." I say.

"Look, dude..." he starts speaking. He comes closer to me. Dangerously close. I straighten my shoulders. "I'm only doing this because of Kiara. I mean I get it. She's like one of the hottest girls I've ever laid my eyes on. After all, I'm dating her so yeah she's pretty hot." Oh, If he keeps talking like this, this is not going to end up well. "If I were you, I would also love to fuck her, to be honest. I get it." But she is mine. I'm the only one who gets to fuck her." Im pissed, this dude has no respect for her. I want to murder him right now.

"I suggest you shut up, David. For your safety." I put my hands on his collar.

"Oh, believe me, I'm safe," he says mocking me. 

"I'm not so sure about that." I threaten him.

"Aren't you, JJ?" he replies. "Because I know for a fact Kiara would not be thrilled to hear about your little problem." I freeze. What the fuck is he talking about? "Don't you think I notice how much you drink when you get stressed?" How the fuck has this dude noticed? "What more do you do to cope with your problems? Some drugs, maybe?" my heart stops and I drop his collar. "Oh, so I am right! I was just bluffing about the drugs but you turned yourself in." he laughs. My blood boils. I hate him.  "I just know that If you haven't told Kiara yet it's because you don't want her to know. Because deep down you know how pissed she would be at you. She could even feel guilty about it. And we don't want to do that to her, do we, JJ?" he asks me sarcastically while potting his mouth. I stare at him but the only thing my eyes see is red. "So you will stay away from her, won't you?"

For a moment I think about saying no. About not giving a shit If he tells her. But then I think about how disappointed she would feel. How guilty she would feel. I know she would blame herself and the last thing I want is for her to hurt. What I did to her when we broke up was enough. I don't need to add this to her life.

"I will." I agree with him forcefully.

"Oh, can you keep the contents of these conversations a secret, too?"  he asks me. "I mean we wouldn't want her to know about our little secret, would we?" he's a fucking manipulator. Kie needs to get away from this guy as soon as possible. This piece of shit doesn't deserve her.

He travels back into the living room and I follow him for a while after. Kie is talking to him, smiling. She looks at me and I pretend everything is okay. I give her a fake smile. John B pats my shoulder.

"Is everything okay, dude?" he inquires me.

"I hate that motherfucker." I confess to him. "But keep smiling." I say to him.

"What?" John B asks me confused.

"I mean we have to keep pretending we like him, for Kies well being." I try to cover up my slip.

"Well, I hate to break it to you, but you haven't been very good at hiding the fact that you don't like him!" John B tells me.

"I know, but Im changed man from now on." I say to him.

"You're so weird, dude!" Pope intervenes in the conversation. I smile at him.

I spend the rest of the night pretending that nothing happened. Just like I will have to pretend for the next two months. I laugh, I smile, and I make jokes. When I leave the first thing I do when I sit in my car is dial my dealer's number. I meet up with him at our usual spot. I drive home. The line of coke sits on the table in front of me. I inhale the powder. As the drug enters my veins I instantly relax. If David is threatening me with something, at least let it be true again, right? I've missed this damn feeling.