𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙧𝙪𝙜, 𝙟𝙟 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙠
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"Nova wake the fuck up please."
Nova felt herself fall dizzy, regaining her consciousness, she heard voices, but it felt like they were off in the distance, masked by a haze, like a constant white noise over her friends.
She could make out what they were saying, her body still numb and her mind still stuck on the feeling of nothing, she hated that she loved it, part of her wishing she could stay in the silence, the bliss forever.
But like I said, everything good has to end.
When she opened her eyes it was bright, and so naturally she closed them, she shoved her face into whatever she was laying on, hearing the faint gasps around her.
"Is she awake?" John B asked from the drivers seat of the van. Nova was in JJ's lap, curled up like a puppy as he tried not to let himself panic for the girl. Pope and Kiara stared at her, focused on the way her stomach went in and out, at least she was breathing.
So when she opened her eyes, and shoved her face into JJ's torso, the group sighed heavy breaths of relief, partly because she was okay, but also because none of them could afford to pay for her hospital bill.
"She's awake," Nova mumbled, her voice cracking due to her dry throat and generally rough tone. The group laughed in unison, allowing themselves to breath and feel normal, because now that Nova was awake, well it was normal.
JJ ran his hand through her hair as she hid from the light, the car was dark, but Nova was hungover and still had drugs in her system. Even fairy lights were too much for her right now.
The blonde boy shifted her in his arms, moving her body vertical so her head was on his shoulder. She wrapped her legs around his torso like a koala as they sat, her fingers threading into the hair on the back of his head, burrowing her face into the crook of his neck.
"Do you wanna come home with me? John B says DCS might come tomorrow, and my dads away on some drug thing so it's empty." He whispered, brushing a small curled piece of hair behind her ear delicately. She could barely bring herself to hum, nodding silently and listening as JJ informed John B of the plan.
JJ was beaming as the brunette twin drove the two to his house, loving the way she clinged to his body, holding on for dear life. Boys like JJ wanted something to possess, something to take care of, something to hold, and even though Nova didn't technically belong to him, he allowed himself to bask in the feeling, indulging in what it would be like to call her his.
