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(Ghostin - Ariana Grande)
[Italics are flashbacks! I realized this is more Rafe's ally, but I still published it for JJ anyways.]
TW: mentions of drugs, abuse and alcohol. please read at your own risk.
[Inspired by yungbludz imagine, ''July'' On Tumblr]
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You could hear nothing. Not a single soul. You watched your boyfriend as he gripped the steering wheel of his friends' crappy Volkswagen. He shoots you a few glances, yet not saying one thing. Tears rolled down your cheeks, your body numb from the mix of alcohol and weed. ''Are you going to fucking talk?'' JJ snaps angrily, his eyes not breaking contact with the fairly busy road. You were silent. Your mind flashed back from a few hours prior, your clothes discarded on the floor as your intoxicated body moved in unison with his, his lips connected with your neck, scattering lovebites. ''What the fuck?'' You hear the sudden sound of JJ's raspy voice, his blue eyes slightly widen from the shock. You close your eyes, letting out a string of curse words. You cover your body with a comforter, JJ glaring him down. JJ's fist meets his face, throwing several punches. You plead in attempt for JJ to stop the violent act, which JJ eventually stops. JJ grabs your wrist, your body stumbling from the amount of alcohol coursing throughout your veins.
''Are you going to fucking talk, Y/N. What the fuck was that? Gone for thirty fucking minutes and you fucking a touron. Sometimes you can be a real slut, Y/N. A real fucking slut'' JJ spats, his hand tugging his roots slightly. You stared at JJ, tears stinging your eyes. ''Just stop, J. We can talk about this later?'' You mumble, pinching the bridge of your nose. ''No, we're talking about this now. So what happened? Am I not good enough for you? Do I not meet your needs, Y/N? I'm really fucking curious'' JJ raises. Your mind wandered, remembering the countless times he's avoided you, treated you like some fucking toy. Though that's no excuse, you needed affection. You needed love, something you haven't felt in months. Your mind landed on constant memories of JJ treating you like absolute shit, only treating you like a queen once he needs money or sex.
''JJ, stop it!" You yell, in attempt to blow off the three lines of coke. JJ stops you, his hand palm meeting your face. Your face stung as tears slid down your cheeks, staring at the red mark on your left cheek.
''Y/N, I'm sorry, I was drunk, I wasn't in the right mindset. Don't leave, please, I'll never do it again'' JJ begs.
Yet, he did do it again. Over and over
You remembered JJ as the sweet man he once was. JJ was once caring, sweet, nice. He'd never had a drug other than weed in his life. But fuck, luke ruined him. Luke stripped away the old JJ, turning him ignorant, hurtful, toxic. You hated him, you hated the new JJ.
''You're right JJ, I'm sorry for being such a bad fucking girlfriend. I'm sorry for constantly caring for you, I'm sorry for giving you everything you need. I'm sorry for just wanting just a little bit of affection and love because god forbid you provide any. So I'm sorry, I'm deeply fucking sorry'' You yell, your y/c eyes meeting his. Silence fills the air, nothing but the faded party music from the crowded beach could be heard. JJ fiddles with the rings on his fingers. ''I think we should break up, J'' You say suddenly. JJ nods in agreement, his eyes glossy with tears. ''I'm sorry'' he mumbles, his eyes meeting yours once again. You embraced J in a hug. Though you hadn't yet forgiven JJ, you loved him. You could never stop loving JJ. You hop out of the vintage van, walking into your small house.
he hadn't known it yet, but he lost the best thing in his life.....
