Obx 4

Chapter 16: we're not alike

May ~ After The Party ~ Kie's pov:

After JJ's and Sarah's birthday party I really needed to relax. I had spent the whole day acting like everything was okay, when it really wasn't. I didn't want to ruin their first birthday together, where they are aware that they are twins. Yet I feel like I did anyways because of my whole cheating scandal and break up with JJ. I thought the least I could do was give him the bracelet that he requested me to make a few days before we broke up. I debated on writing an apology to go along with the bracelet but, I thought it would be better to apologize to him in person.

The second I stepped into my new apartment, I walked onto my balcony that overlooked the ocean, and began to smoke a joint. I just needed to get my mind off of everything that has happened in the past few months. So I sat and watched the ocean waves crash against the shore over and over again, until I heard a knock at my door.

I quickly put my cigarette out, and walked into the house. Who could possibly be here at midnight, I thought. I walked over to the door and took a deep breath before opening it. A part of me was hoping it was JJ standing behind the door. I really wanted to apologize to him for everything. I know he still probably wouldn't trust me afterwards, but at least we would be able to talk about it.

When I opened the door, a boy with wavy brunette hair was facing me. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was blushed. He was starring at me with his arms across his chest, " Hey John b, do you wanna..." he cut me off, by bumping into me with his shoulder as he forced his way into my house. I huffed " Okay just force yourself in I guess!"

I watched him as he walked into my living room, ruining his hands through his hair. " What do you want? Why are you here, right now? Is everything okay at your place? What's your problem?" I asked, trying to figure out what was bothering him.

He walked up to me and put his finger on my chest and poked me. " You!" John b yelled, " You are the problem Kie!" His voice grew louder and more vicious.

Tears started to stream down my face, but John b didn't even try to comfort me. " What? Why? I'm so confused right now , John b. Can you just tell me what's going on right now?" I cried and stuttered as each word came out of my mouth. I fell down onto my couch and put my hands over my eyes, trying to wipe off the tears on my face.

John b took a deep breath as he rolled his eyes at me. " If you can't fucking think about how you are the problem, then this is a bigger issue than I thought it was." He screamed, while giving me the biggest death stare. It felt like was starring into my soul, and judging it.

I slowly started to realize what he was talking about. He was talking about how I cheated on JJ. He was here to stand up for him. He was here to yell at me for my actions, and I deserved it. " I'm sorry okay! And I know that's probably not enough to solve the problem but, I just don't know what to do okay! I know I fucked up. I fucked up big time." I sobbed, and John b stood there and watched me. That was something I wasn't use to. He was the one I would come to when someone hurt me or when I was in a rough space. He always used to comfort me when JJ wouldn't or during my kook year when me and JJ weren't talking. He always understood my side of the story, and would always take my side. And now he's here. Watching me cry, and even worse; he is the reason I'm crying.

John b shook his head at me, " Remember how you felt when Rafe cheated on you, during your kook year. You were heartbroken. You felt betrayed. You were angry. You wanted revenge. You fell into a state of depression." He took a deep breath, as my breaths became more shaky. " And you are making JJ feel exactly the same, right now. How does that make you feel Kie. Does it make you feel good. Was it worth it? You know to cheat on your loving boyfriend who's had the biggest crush on you since the fucking 5th grade. And even worse you cheated on him with the person who shot his sister, the person who murder the sheriff ."