𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 || 𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

Love Or Lost

A/N: you're Kie's twin and you're dating JJ!

I am currently sitting on my porch, waiting for JJ's arrival. We're supposed to help Heyward with grocery deliveries, and Pope will be accompanying us.

My attention gets pulled away from my phone as I hear a motorized bike park in my driveway. I tuck my phone into my pocket before running over to JJ, who's seated on his dirt bike.

"Hey, JJ!"

"Hi."

I furrow my brows at JJ's dark eyes and rough tone. His lips are dipped into a frown, indicating that something is clearly wrong.

I place a hand on my boyfriend's shoulder. "Are you ok? Did something happen?" My heart flushes with worry as my eyes soften.

"No, nothing is wrong." JJ coldly responds, clenching his jaw as his eyes are focused on the road ahead.

I roll my eyes, pealing my hand away from the boy as anger flows into my veins. He has been acting like this for an entire month, and I'm getting sick of it. I've tried to be understanding and give him time, but it clearly isn't working.

"JJ, what's up with you?" My forehead creases slightly. "I mean seriously! You're acting like I did something wrong, acting as if I'm a problem!" My voice breaks as I blink away tears that are threatening to escape my tear ducts.

I don't want to seem weak.

JJ lets out an exasperated sounding sigh, his once bright blue eyes suddenly appearing to be a deep, sea blue. "Just get on the bike. I don't have time for your complaining, alright?"

I shake my head, backing away from the bike slowly. "No, no, this relationship is not going to consist of you being a total douche." I point my index finger towards the blondes direction. "And now that I'm thinking about it, when is the last time that I've complained?" My voice is coated with offense.

JJ's grip tightens around the handle bars of his red bike. "Yn, are you coming or not?" He grumbles, staring at his black boots, which are planted on the concrete below us.

"Neither of us are going until you tell me what the hell is going on." My eyes gloss over as my words hit the tense air. "We haven't slept together in a month, we haven't kissed for weeks, and you haven't hugged me in what's felt like forever!" I ramble, frustration seeping through my loud tone.

Of course, those things aren't what define mine and JJ's relationship, but still, they used to be very important factors.

"As I said before, I don't have time for your whining, ok!?" JJ abruptly hops off of his bike, his cheeks red and his jaw tight.

A singular tear falls down my cheek, biting my lip as I look away. "So I'm assuming this meant nothing to you, right?" My voice is quiet as my thoughts wander off.

Are we about to break up?

Is he cheating on me?

Was I just another hookup to him?

JJ takes off his hat, squeezing it in his roughed up palms as he paces around for a few moments. "It doesn't have to be it," He breaks the painful and telling silence.

"Well it's going to be if you don't tell me what the fuck is going on." I sharply hiss, nodding as I glare at the boy that stands in front of me.

My harsh sounding words must've made an agonizing dent in him because he goes silent for what feels like an entire century.

"So this is it?" My tone has an unsettling finality to it as I wipe away tears that I didn't even know had fallen. "Cool." I raise my brows momentarily.

"Yn—"

"No, it's fine, really." I interrupt JJ almost immediately. "Don't worry about it. Let's just forget this ever happened." I motion towards me and him.

Well, I guess there is no me and him, anymore.

JJ squeezes his eyes shut, tears blurring his vision. He turns on his heel, not wasting any time before hopping onto his bike.

Time feels as if it's going by painfully slow. I watch as he revs the bike loudly, his actions being unsteady and dramatic. He then speeds away, rocks crumbling beneath the bikes wheels.

Once JJ is out of my eyesight, I break down completely. I fall to my knees, my sobs loud and heavy as I do so.

Why couldn't JJ just tell me?

I shove my face into my hands, my body shaking as another cry slips past my quivering lips. My knees feel numb although they're getting pushed against the harsh driveway.

Nothing feels right without JJ.

Suddenly, I hear a branch crack. My head snaps up instantly, my heart filling with dread as my body goes frigid.

My eyes widen slightly as Rafe and Topper emerge from the trees, beers and golf clubs in hand. "Hey, Kook! Or should I say pogue?" The Cameron boy greets sarcastically, a devious and frightening smirk spreading across his face.

This can't be good.