(BOOK ONE)
"...𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰.."
"𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥."
willow bradshaw was a pogue, born and raised. she was the type of girl to either be high, drunk off her ass, or simply both. she hung around t...
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"Bee?", JJ smiled down at the blonde girl that was laid on the pull-out bed that came out of the couch, curled up in a blanket. He sat down beside her, rubbing her arm slightly. "Hey, Bee..."
She stirred in her sleep, quickly opening her eyes to see JJ staring down at her with a smile across his face. "Hey, JJ."
"Have you seen John B?", Kiara asked from behind the blonde boy, taking a mental note of the two in front of her.
"Yeah.", Willow nodded as she sat up, letting out a yawn before rubbing her face to try and wake herself up all the way. "He held a private funeral service thing for Dad last night. I knew splitting up last night was a good idea. He didn't need to do that alone."
"How are you feeling?", JJ asked in concern, but before Willow could respond Kiara spoke.
"He isn't here. Any idea of where he went?"
"Jesus, I don't know, Kie.", Willow let out a deep sigh, plopping back down on the bed to cover her face with her hands. "He's welcome to come and go as he pleases. I mean he just found out his dad is dead."
JJ glanced over his shoulder at Kiara, watching her roll her eyes before walking out of the chateau. He turned his head to look down at the blonde girl in front of him. He leaned down a little, taking her hands out from in front of her face. "How are you feeling, Bee?"
She stared up at him, a slight smile appearing from her lips. "Better now that you're here."
"Cute.", He grinned, watching her sit upright once more. Her face was now right in front of his own, their noses brushing against each other's.
"I know I am.", She spoke before moving past him to get off of the bed, glancing out the screen door to see Kiara standing out there by herself. "I know she's worried about John B, but..."
"She's just shaken up.", JJ spoke, bringing the blonde girl to look up at him. "Her and Pope got into it last night when we went searching for John B. I had to mediate."
"Really? You?", She joked.
"Yes, me.", He chuckled softly, tilting his head towards the door. "She's not just worried about John B. She's worried about you, too."
"So, what you're saying is go talk to her?", She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest.
"If you could, yes.", He nodded, watching her take in a deep breath. "That would be great."
"When did you become the smart one?", She laughed, turning to walk out of the door.
"I have always been.", He defended himself before she shook her head as she laughed harder, walking out of the door.
As she walked out, Kiara glanced over towards her to see her laughing. Willow looked at her, the laughter coming to a halt to give Kiara a smile. "Hey, I'm sorry. I know you're just worried."
