before this starts, I have really bad writers block right now and Ican't seem to come up with anything to write so PLEASE go to my first chapter and request something!!
TW: mentions of suicide
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"She took everything from me pope" you cried bringing your knees up to your chest.
John B had just admitted to you guys that he had fell in love with Sarah Cameron, kook princess, after promising you guys that nothing was going on between the pair. It was almost as if he had forgot about you, the past two years, everything. You put everything into your relationship, you dedicated yourself to him. You comforted him through everything, you held him when he hurt, you cried with him when he was down or even if it was happy tears, you did everything for him.
Your heart ached and you felt a pain in your chest. You had never experienced heart break before. Other boys you had been with meant nothing compared to what John B meant to you. He was the one, although that's what you thought.
It dawned on you how quickly he had let you go. He said it ever so casually, like you wasn't there, he didn't care that you were there or that your friends were all there to watch him almost humiliate you in a way. You understood that the past few days had been a lot for him, he had almost been killed being chased through the marsh, almost got arrested for assult, he was chased through town by the same guys that shot at him, and his home had been invaded. Buy you were there with him through it all, not her. How he could forget that you guys were dating so quickly didn't make sense to you.
This lead you to now. You opted out of 'the mission' and took yourself down to the dock. John B and Sarah Cameron were the last two people that you wanted to see right now, together or apart. You were sat on the deck with pope, he practically chases after you the second you left the chateau, leaving John B to deal with JJ and kie lecturing him on what he had done.
"Corpses cry too ya know" pope spoke up. "Well the secrete fluid from their eyes"
"Can we maybe not compare my feelings yo secretions" you said, your voice breaking"
"Well technically it's discharge."
"I'll stop talking now" he said quietly as he heard you sigh.
You and pope both sat on the dock, your feel dangling over the edge, looking out onto the marsh. He moved closer to you and put his arm around your shoulder which you quickly rejected, pushing his arm off of you.
"What are you doing?" You asked shooting away from his, pushing your back up against the unstable wooden rail that was keeping the dock standing.
"Just be your usual weird self, okay?" You said shaking your head looking down. "I hate John b right now"
