soul ties - jiara

Chapter 13

Kiara's POV

Since JJ arrived his mood has been the strangest I have ever seen. To be honest the whole week he has been acting all jittery and scared. After his conversation with David, I thought he was fine but when I started to pay close attention to his behavior I started to notice something was wrong. Maybe he wasn't getting enough sleep or he was anxious about a specific situation. I know I promised David I would keep my distance from JJ, but I couldn't simply ignore my suspicions. So, when JJ announced he was leaving I felt the need to chase after him. I run after him, and as if he listens to me chase him, his pace fastens trying to get away from me. Just like he is trying any kind of confrontation, when he starts to walk more swiftly, something drops from his back pocket. Impulsively I decided to pick it up so he can get it back. When I look at what is in front of me my heart stops. My shaking hands pick up the tiny bag which has some sort of white powder inside of it. No, no no! Please don't let it be true. Don't let it be what I think it is. When he actually turns around to pick it up, he realizes that he was way too slow. Just a single look at his face, reassures me of my fearful thoughts. He stares at me with panic in his eyes. My own are filled with tears.

"What is this, JJ?" I inquire him worried. It all makes sense now. His jittery behavior, his scared interactions, and even his more violent ones. The unhinged actions and even euphoric ones. He has been on full-on drugs for a whole week and I didn't notice. He has been screaming for help and I haven't had a clue. The tears in my eyes eventually start to fall down my face. I've been so caught up in my own world that I wasn't able to be aware of what he was going through. This is my fault. I wasn't fast enough to help him. "J, what's this?" I step closer to him. As I come closer he takes a step back. Just like he is stepping away from the truth. "J, just talk to me!" I scream and whisper at the same time. He drags his hands through his hair, frantically trying to escape this conversation.

"It's nothing, Kie" he whispers trying to convince me. I can feel his walls building up, stronger than they ever were before. He knows he fucked up and I know I haven't been there for him. To guide him through it all.

"JJ, these are drugs..." I whisper but he interrupts me. I can't control my emotions, feeling desperate to rescue him.

"It's none of your damn business, Kiara!" he yells at me. I flinch when he does it. Everything is blurry in my head. Him calling me Kiara and stepping closer to me. Him ripping the bag out of my shaking hands. Him storming off.

"J, please!" I yell too late since he is already way too far off. How haven't I been able to know? He needed help and I wasn't there for him. I crunch down to the floor desperate about what I just discovered. I sob. The only thing going through my head is the sight of him feeling so alone that he had to turn to drugs. He might have had to feel so miserable that the only way he knew how to cope was by taking drugs. I pick up my cell phone and call him one time, two times, three times, four times, five times, and nothing. It goes straight to voicemail. I think about going to his house, which was once our home ,and talk to him.

"Kie?" I listen to John B calling my name. Sarah rushes to my side.

"Kie? Are you okay?" she inquires.

"I..." I stutter.

"Babe?" David calls my name. "What is going on?" he asks looking at me with confusion.
When my brain can process what  is developing in front of me I say:

"David, I need you to go home," I ask him.

"What?" he inquires.

"Take the car and go home!" I order him.

"I'm not going home without you." why is he so stubborn?

"Please, David. " I beg him while anger starts building up on me.