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Oneshot #34

Him
Her arms are tangled around my body, attempting to get up to go to the bathroom, failing horribly

"JJ, stay"

The night was full of nightmares, knowing she was scared I'd leave

"I'm just going to the bathroom"

"You'll be back soon?"

"Promise, I'm not leaving you"

"Okay"

I get up before a hear my name again, turning around

"Jay"

"Yeah"

"Do you have a vape?"

"Course I do, should be in one of those drawers"

"Thanks"

Her
He leaves the room as I search for it, being in the bottom drawer with some other random stuff. I turn it on, feeling immediate relief when I take some in. Coming back shortly after, laying my head on his shoulder as I continue the same motion, taking a break to talk

"Do you think the way I cope is unhealthy?"

I watch his face turn, waiting for the familiar voice to say something

"No? We all cope differently"

"I mean this, like, weed and stuff"

"I'm not exactly the right person to ask that but I don't see anything wrong with it, who told you that?"

"No one"

"Then why are you thinking about it?"

He's trying to get it out of me, what happened at Kitty Hawk. I want to tell him, I want to talk about it, but the thought of explaining everything makes me feel panicked. It's just JJ, you can tell him

"Pills"

"What about them?"

"They wanted to give me this weird medication, told me I had some illness"

He immediately knows what I'm referring too, feeling him tense up

"You didn't take it right?"

"No, I tried to escape, that's how I ended up in the reflection cabin"

"Did they hurt you?"

I know what he meant deep down, no, they didn't hurt me that way, but they sure as hell hurt me in other ways

"No"

"I mean in general"

"They grabbed me by the waist, hard. That's it though"

Hands turn into a fist, pushing them down into the mattress

"Shouldn't of fucking touched you at all"

"I'm okay"

I say it almost out loud for myself to hear, but also to reassure him. I see his chest go in, rising again when he breaths out

"Is that why you feel that way? Cause they wanted you to take medication?"

"Yeah, I guess. I just wonder if maybe medication is better then what I'm doing"

I already know how he feels about anything that can make you addicted to it, allowing myself to be papered to hear it

"Do you want to start that?"

"No, not really"

"Then don't do it. Don't let em influence you to do things you don't want too"

"Okay"