Remember When {JJ Maybank}

19

After a few minutes, JJ opened the door with the towel in his hands, changed in the dry clothes. "Can we go lay down?" He questioned, his words still slurred. "Yeah, of course hunny."

He walked into the bedroom and sighed. Without thinking he plopped himself onto the bed, letting out a cry of pain as the bed hit his bruises.

Biting her bottom lip she asked, "do you want me to get you an ice pack?" He nodded his head, he resting his hands on his eyes. She headed into the kitchen and grabbed an ice tray, dumping some ice cubes out into a ziplock bag.

She walked back into the room, shutting the door quietly. JJ praised her as she handed him the bag of ice. He placed it on the biggest bruise he had. "Can you- can you stay with me? And play with my hair because honestly it makes me feel safe." He admitted, not even processing what he was saying.

Maggie sat down next to him, allowing him to rest his head in her lap. Her fingers found their way to his hair, letting them run through and massage his scalp. They sat in silence before he spoke up. "I really, really like you Maggie. Like Really." He emphasized the final 'really'.

"I really, really like you too JJ." Maggie spoke the truth. "You know, these last few days have been crazy as fuck. You know you've been there. But the amount of times I almost lost you scared the shit out of me." He confessed, his hand reaching up to place itself on her leg.

"And-and when I saw the thingy your mom left on your face, I wanted to scream and cry." Maggie's eyebrows furrowed together as she listened to his words.

"But I'm a fuck up and I don't wanna ruin your life. I mean my own dad doesn't want me, why would you?" His voice cracked. Maggie reached her hand down towards his face to make him look at her.

"Hey, don't say that JJ. You have made my life so much better in every single way possible. You show you care about me. You let me smoke with you so we both forget about our problems together. You taught me more shit about fishing than I knew. You can call me the worst names possible, but it doesnt bother me because I do the same to you. It scares me how much I like you because in a snap you could be gone. Hell, when you got arrested I couldn't sleep the night of." Maggie rambled on, realizing that maybe she had more than a silly crush on him.

"You're cute when you ramble." He muttered, grinning at the sound of her laugh, yawning loudly afterwards. "You ready to sleep hun?" She asked, a nod answering her question. Maggie shifted a bit, laying down as he rested his head on her chest. She kissed the side of his head, feeling his arm around her waist slowly tighten it's grip.

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Maggie woke up, and checked the clock reading the time, '9:36'. Turning her head, she saw JJ still passed out, his snoring filling the room. Carefully getting out of the bed, she walked outside into the backyard, sitting in with her legs hanging out of the hammock.

She sat alone peacefully, the smell of the waters filled the air, the sounds of birds chirping softly echoed, and the feeling of a cool breeze skimmed her tan skin, sunglasses covering her eyes from the sun. Footsteps came up from behind her, a figure plopped itself down next to her.

A groan emitted from JJ's mouth, shutting his eyes from the blinding sunlight. "How's the hangover?" She asked, handing over the glasses. "Feels like I have forks jammed in my head. Thanks." He grabbed the sunglasses, quickly putting them on.