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(Love us again • Joji) - [I might be a bit inactive tomorrow. I am going to protest in my state for George Floyd. Let's just say if they dare to pour teargas in my eyes- I might go to jail for assault] - Clear tears fall down your cheek. Your body froze as you see JJ resting a hand on your knee. The beach was silent, waiting for your sudden outburst. John B, Sarah and Pope both look at you in concern. You weren't mad, you weren't angered. You were sad. disappointed. hurt. "are you okay?" kiara asks in a worry. You couldn't respond. You were paralyzed. You stand up, grabbing your book bag and walking to your house, tugging at your roots. "Fuck!" you shout, sliding down the front door. Did he love you? He was just using you, right? He didn't give a fuck about you. Not a single fuck. No one did. Not your parents, friends, family. no one. You were stupid to think your friends did, you were even stupid to think JJ loved you. Your nothing but a piece of shit to them. You walked to your room. Tears stream down your face as you rerun the sentence through your mind. "Y/N...me and JJ kissed" fuck, it felt like a life stabbing you repeatedly in the heart. your body grew stiff as you play the sentence on repeat. "Y/N?" the sudden voice of sarah said, knocking on your door. You didn't respond. "Y/N? Are you okay?" Sarah questions, embracing you with a hug. you simply nod, but you weren't okay. You were nothing but okay. "everyone makes mistakes Y/N" "are you serious? it isn't a fucking mistake. JJ kissed her, i don't go along kissing pope or John B. Do I?" you snap. Sarah raises her hands up in defense. "alright i'm sorry Y/N. Listen, JJ is downstairs. He wants to talk to you." Sarah says. "tell him to fuck off" you say, turning over to face the wall. "But-" "leave sarah" you mumble, a tear slipping down your cheek. With that she leaves, leaving you alone with your thoughts. - part 3?
