𝐌𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 | JJ Maybank

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- ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ WRITTEN FROM JJ'S POV ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌

I was sitting on one of the sofas in the Chateau, having come here last night when I couldn't fall asleep in Anastasia's house.

It still feels strange to spend time in her house. It's so different from the terrible place I live in with my dad.

I don't consider it my home because home is supposed to be a place where you feel safe and happy. For me, home is wherever John B is.

John B has always had my back since we met. Over the years, he's become closer to me than Luke, even though he's my dad.

When I was younger, I wished that Big John was my dad. Sure, he wasn't perfect, but he was definitely better than my piece of shit dad.

When Big John went missing, something inside of me felt empty. I know for a fact that I wouldn't care if my dad disappeared.

Deep down, I wished that Anastasia wouldn't have agreed with me about it meaning nothing.

I hoped it would have meant something to her. She remained quiet for so long that I anticipated her to disagree with me. When she agreed with me, I felt disappointed.

But what else could I expect? She's a Kook. They have everything they want and need, and I despise them.

They don't have to worry about anything, whereas I have to work my ass off just to get a tiny bit of satisfaction from my dad.

I'm always thinking about it. Perhaps if I work hard enough, my dad won't hit me. Maybe if I do something right for once, he won't see me as a disappointment. But everything I've tried to get him to acknowledge me as his son has failed.

I pondered what was going on in Anastasia's head. It seemed like she was just using me for thrills or whatever.

Her life seemed quite dull. She always hangs out with rich people who don't do anything exciting in their lives. The girl hadn't even shoplifted before in her life. She's wealthy enough to buy whatever she desires anyway.

At times, I thought she was different. Whenever she kissed me, held my hand, or smiled at me, it seemed genuine. As if she was actually willing to love me, which sounds foolish when I think about it.

But whenever I thought that perhaps something was there, she'd go back to Rafe. Rafe Cameron, the Kook prince, and I despise the Cameron family.

I never figured out why girls liked him or anyone from that family. Mostly Rafe, I mean, look at the guy? He clearly hurts her, and yet she can still find herself loving him.

But I can't blame her. He has money, a good reputation, a good family, and the list goes on.

I tried to divert my attention away from her at the party. I've hooked up with many Tourons and whatnot, and usually, it would be enjoyable, but now I could only think about how it wasn't her.

I don't know if she was jealous or just cockblocking me, to be honest. Not that I care, really.

I just can't stop thinking about the fact that she cheated on Rafe with me. She allowed her reputation to be tarnished because of me. She took the blame for me when I was about to be arrested. That must mean something.