𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃. ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ᶜᵃᵈᵉ

𝘛𝘞𝘌𝘓𝘝𝘌：𝘿𝙊𝙉𝙏 𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝘼𝙈𝘼

𝙋𝙀𝙊𝙋𝙇𝙀 𝙎𝘼𝙔

that maturity comes with age, But that is not always the case. Some people grow up faster than others, whilst some never grow up at all. Anna was a child that grew up too fast, only nobody knew it except for her friends. By day, she was a sweet, charming girl that would never hurt a fly— but by night, she was wild.. scary wild. She did things and said things that would give an old lady a heart attack, maybe even give her mother one too if she ever saw how she were acting.

At home, her mother would dress her up like a doll. She would wear floral printed dresses and bows in her hair to hold them up in little pigtails. But whenever she was out with her friends or out at night, she wore outfits that were even too scandalous for Willow to wear. Willow knew of this behaviour, as she had caught Anna doing things late at night that would make angels cry.

Anna would always say to her "don't tell Mama" and of course, Willow never did. She worried for Anna, but at the same time, who she got in trouble with and when and why, just simply wasn't her problem. She had other things to worry about, and it wasn't like Willow hadn't warned Anna about her behaviour. She had many, many times.

But eventually she had given up, as Willow wasn't Anna's mother, and Anna wasn't her daughter. If she needed to be disciplined, it should've been by the very woman that birthed and raised her, not the second best child that happened to be older.

"What's the deal with Anna?" Johnny asked as he laid next to Willow on her bed, the fan buzzing next to her bed as a cool breeze dried the sweat that seeped through the pores on their skin.

"She's... difficult, to say the least" Willow sighed disappointed, recalling everything that Anna had done that almost sent her into a spiral. "She hasn't always been that way of course, but my mother has always babied her so she assumes that she can do whatever she wants. Even when Mama isn't looking."

"Like what?" Johnny asked, turning to his side to now face Willow, his head resting on his hand as he leaned against the soft, silk cased pillows.

"Well..." Willow paused for a moment, unsure if she should reveal what she were about to say, but she also knew that she could trust Johnny. "I remember the first time I realised that she was always faking around our mother was when I caught her making out with some boy in the woods. She was clearly drunk and high, except the boy was stone cold sober. I knew that if I hadn't gotten there something bad would've happened to her."

She looked over to Johnny whose eyes were now wider than before, clearly concerned. Willow scoffed, remembering how Anna reacted with such distain toward her after that, as she had claimed that she "ruined" what could've been her first time. She began to feel that same feeling in her stomach that made her want to throw up from discomfort. Anna was only 13 at the time, so the thought of her sister being taken advantage of like that, made her want to throw up. The fact that Anna was even acting on such a desire at such a young age was alarming in itself.

Johnny noticed the grimace on Willow's face and he quickly reached for her, cupping her cheek and turning her to face him. "You don't gotta worry about her, nothing bad is gonna happen to her, okay? i'll make sure of it-"

"It isn't your job JJ. And even if it were, you shouldn't have to look out for a girl at her age doing stupid shit. She should learn self control."

There was silence, and during that silence Willow realised just how cruel her words came out. Her tone, her volume, she could tell how harshly she had spoken to Johnny as she watched him slightly shrink into himself. She didn't waste a second before latching onto him tightly as a way of expressing her sorrow for acting the way she did. And Johnny knew that she didn't mean to have such a tone with him, it just came out. It just caught him off guard, and it also reminded him of his mother, but only for a second.

"I'm sorry, baby" She mumbled into his shirt, her words muffled by the cloth and her struggling breathes. "I know honey, it's okay. I know ya' didn't mean anything by it." Johnny reassured her, stroking her hair lightly.

Once they pulled away from one others hold, they kissed one another passionately before holding each other and staring into one another's eyes.

"I'm hungry" Willow sighed, looking up at the ceiling before looking back down to him. "Same" He mumbled, sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed. Willow stood up and stood in between his legs, playing with his hair as he leaned his head against her stomach.

"What do you wanna eat?" She asked, Johnny now looking up at her. He shrugged before leaning his head against her stomach, his eyes now closed.

"Dingo?" Johnny mumbled against her skin before peppering kisses onto her stomach. She giggled at the tickling sensation that the action was giving her, making Johnny smirk in satisfaction due to her reaction. "That tickles, JJ!" Johnny hummed an "mhm" against her skin in response, his kisses growing more aggressive as he began to nip at her skin.

Willow collapsed onto the bed with Johnny quickly hovering over her, continuing to kiss and bite her stomach playfully. Willow was now fully in a fit of laughter, one that made her laughs reverberate throughout the whole house.

"Hey!" They suddenly heard through Willow's bedroom door. The both of them shot up, their hearts in their throats and their adrenaline high. "Can you two not fuck in there please!" They heard Anna yell through the door, clearly disgusted and disturbed by the noises.

"We aren't fucking Anna!" Willow yelled back, rolling her eyes. "Now go away!" she flopped back onto the bed as she heard her sister scoff and walk back to her room, slamming her door in the process.

Johnny burst out laughing at the situation, making Willow laugh too. "What?" Willow chuckled, Johnny now holding his stomach and rolling around on her bed. "Did we really sound like we were fucking?" He asked in confusion.

"I guess so, but I mean, whoever sounds like that when they fuck may need to do an evaluation on themselves."

"Right!" Johnny laughed harder, his smile contagious as Willow smiled at him, her heart warm and her love for him bright. As she watched him smile, she realised just how lucky she was to have someone like him. Not every boy was raised to be kind, that much was known due to her friends awful ex's and dates. But Willow was one of the lucky ones, as it seemed that she had won the lottery for the best boyfriend ever.

Willow quickly straddled Johnny's waist, not wasting a moment before beginning to smother his face with kisses. "I. Love. You" She stated in between kisses, making Johnny smile wider and wider with each kiss.

Suddenly, Willow got up and had stopped, a look of horror on her face as she realised what she had just said to him. "I'm sorry- I didn't mean to I swear, it just slipped out-" she didn't get to finish her sentence, as before she could get the last few apologies out, his lips met with hers.

"𝙄 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙏𝙊𝙊"