Aurora Lili Routledge, or as everyone calls her; Rory, is the twin sister of John B Routledge. With the summer approaching, Rory and John B have made a perfect plan along with their friends; JJ, Pope, and Kie to have a good time, all the time.
With...
Hold, hold on, hold onto me 'Cause I'm a little unsteady A little unsteady Hold, hold on, hold onto me 'Cause I'm a little unsteady A little unsteady
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Rory~
"HOME sweet home," JJ commented, his eyes dull and emotional as he looked at the run down building his calls home while Kie brought the car to a soft halt. I had held his hand the entire ride over here as I knew he wasn't really looking forward to going back home anytime sooner after the last time he was there.
"You gonna be okay, JJ?" Kie asked, looking back at him with a concerned eyes.
"Yeah," JJ nodded, a second later. He took a deep breath in before he opened the door and got out. "This'll only take a second--what are you doing, Rory?" He frowned as he saw me get out from the car after him.
"You're not going in there, alone," I said, firmly. "I'm not taking any chances...you are not going to be alone with your dad in there and it's final," I finalized when he was about to open to mouth to protest. "I'm coming with," I stated.
JJ sighs, the smallest, faintest smile on his lips as the curve of his dimple popped on his cheeks. "Okay," He rolled his eyes at me playfully. He knows he will lose if he goes on to argue with me about this. I grab his hand and we start walking together.
"Be quick, we got time crunch, guys," Kie called out from behind, JJ and I looked over our shoulders at her, sending a quick salute her way.
"You know where the keys are, baby?" I asked JJ as we climbed up the porch steps.
"No idea," He shook his head.
I sighed, "We'll find it, don't worry," I assured him as well as myself. Then I giggled softly when I saw the paper stuck above the doorbell. "This is so JJ of you," I remarked.
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JJ let out a small breathy chuckle and shrugged as he looked at the paper, on which--and I knew it was JJ who wrote this, because of the scratchy handwriting--written with a black marker were the words 'Doorbell's fucked...shout "ding-dong" really loud'.
