Pilot: Kegger

JJs been lovey-dovey with me ever since we got to the boneyard, I guess he's over being distant with me. I'm not complaining, I'm loving that he's openly giving me attention at a party, he's never been the PDA type, out in public at least. Usually he'd flirt with a girl one on one until he could get her to leave with him to go do whatever, making out at parties and stuff wasn't usually apart of his hook up routine.

I'm sort of thankful for him being so private about it, I think I would have really hated life if I had to watch him be with other girls all the time. I clearly couldn't handle it, since I cried the other morning when all he was doing was hovering over that girl, I didn't even actually see them kissing. Still sucked though.

Part of me is still worried about JJs intentions though, it's weird that he shut me out most the day and then as soon as he has beer bubbling around in his gut, he's all over me. My insecurities have been screaming at me that he's just hoping to get laid tonight, that I'm less work than having to start up a conversation with a stranger and convince them to go have a fun time for the night, but I really don't want to think he would do that to me. I want to trust that he genuinely cares about me. Honestly I am overly stressing myself out over this, maybe I need to take after him and be carefree about it all.

"Dance with me, Willow." Kie grabs my hands and pulls me away from JJ, making his arm fall off my shoulder.

"Hey, you're taking my girl." JJ whines, "Give her back."

"I will I will, chill." Kie rolls her eyes when he tries to protest, then she's pulling me away, my legs stumble under me while we head towards a crowd of people dancing to the music blasting from someone's truck.

I cackle at our horribly out of rhythm dancing, our inebriated minds too fucked up to be very coordinated at this point. I popped another oxy at home from my old stash of pills I got from my dealer, Barry, then I downed a few cups of beer when we got here. Needless to say, I'm pretty toasted.

"You're so drunk." Kie laughs when I nod.

"Are you?"

"Yeah." She laughs again while looking past me, "JJ has been watching you the entire time."

"He's probably worried about my head." I sigh and turn to see him, he smiles and waves, staggering a little from being drunk as well, "I'm gonna go back over there."

"Okay." She pats my back before walking away, probably scouting for a touron to talk to.

I smile at JJ when I get close, leaning into him when he wraps his arms around me, "Are you okay, Princess?"

"A little tired." I kiss his chest, "But I'm okay."

"How much did you drink?" He tilts my head up to look at him when I look away.

"A lot." I giggle when he shakes his head, "So have you."

"Yeah, but you're the one with the concussion, you're cut off, okay?" He runs his fingers through my curls, "You're so cute when you're drunk though."

"Okay fine." A blush coats my cheeks, "Thanks Jay."

He has no idea how much comfort he is giving me right now, I love these moments with him, even if it's short lived.

"What is she doing here?" Kie's hostile voice startles me.

I whip around, stepping out of JJs embrace to follow her gaze, sighing when I realize who it is; Sarah Cameron, my old best friend and her arch enemy.

John B turns away from the girl he was talking to and looks over at Sarah, his expression softens while he studies her, looks like someone still has a crush. Cue an eye roll. Sarah is known for kissing other dudes while she's in a relationship, so she's not really good girlfriend material. I love her as a friend, but I don't know if she will ever settle down for good. She likes the attention guys give her, especially since they know she's a virgin and plays hard to get.

My hand makes a loud smack sound when I slap John Bs arm, "Stop staring, weirdo."

"I wasn't, Will, jeez." He rolls his eyes at the same time I do, then goes back to talking to the touron he's been macking on all night.

"Come here, Princess." JJ pulls me back into his arms and plants a kiss on my cheek.

I chuckle while wrapping my arms around his torso, "Miss me already?"

"Uh yeah, it's been like two minutes since I've seen you. Don't you miss me too?"

I hum in response before pressing up on my toes to kiss him, he runs his fingers through my curls, deepening the kiss when I let his tongue pass my lips, tasting beer and weed while we get lost in the moment.

When we pull away to breathe, he smiles down at me, "That never gets old baby."

"I know."

He dips his head down to press soft kisses to my neck, "Are we cuddling tonight?"

"Of course."

"Good." He pulls back and pecks my lips, "I'm gonna go grab one more beer for the night, I'll be right back."

"Okay, don't get lost." I call out after he stumbles away, I hear him laugh before he spins around to send me a thumbs up.

"He seems happy." Pope pops up next to me, chuckling when he realizes he scared me, "Sorry."

A smile crosses my face, "I hope he's happy."

"I mean with you," Pope explains, "you make him happier."

"Oh." I glance over at JJ, seeing him slowly stumbling back towards us with two red solo cups in his hands, "I don't know if I make him happy, but he deserves to be. You making comments like you did today doesn't help him though, you know as well as I do that he wants to be a good person, to be different than his dad."

Pope looks over at JJ with a guilty expression, "I realized after I saw his face, that maybe I went too far. That was my bad."

"You probably made him feel like he will corrupt me or something, he didn't talk to me for hours because of it."

"I know, I noticed." Pope sighs, "I'm sorry."

"You should apologize to him, not me."

"Hey, John B." JJ slurs, making Pope and I turn to watch him, "John B, you want this one." He goes to hand him one of the cups but abruptly pulls it back while his eyes lock onto my old best friend when she tries to walk past us, "Wait, Sarah. Can I interest you in a tasty Milwaukee beverage?"

"No, thanks." She declines his offer, glancing over her shoulder when Topper comes up behind her while glaring at JJ.

"Come on, is it not fancy enough for you?" JJ teases, his arm still raised to hold the cup out for her to take.

"No, we were just leaving." She backs away right when Topper steps forward.

"You know what, I'll take it. Thank you man." Topper reaches for the cup but JJ pulls it back; just out of reach.

My brows are furrowed while I walk closer, only stopping when I get between JJ and John B, I can't tell if JJ is trying to flirt with Sarah or if he's fucking with her, though the thought of him ever going for a Kook doesn't really sound like something he'd do since he has a vendetta against them.

"That's nice but I didn't ask you." JJ chuckles, "Now if you said pretty please, then maybe."

I laugh causing him to look over and smirk at me.

"Oh, pretty please."

"Uh, no, but Sarah you can have it." JJ tries to hand her the cup again but Topper hits it, sending beer all over me and him, "Bro, you just fucked up, you got beer on my girl."

I reach out and grab his arm when he lunges at Topper, "Jay, it's fine, come on."

Topper grabs JJs shirt, fueling the fire even more, "Sarah doesn't want it, you--"

JJ shoves him away right when John B grabs his shoulders to help me pull him away, "You're so funny man."

"Jay, let's go home." My hands wrap around his bicep to keep him from going after Topper again, finally relaxing a little when he wipes the beer off my face with his free hand, "Thank you baby."

"You're welcome, Princess," He frowns, his ocean eyes lock with mine, "are you okay?"

"Yeah."

Topper brushes Sarah off his arm when she tries to guide him towards the path to leave, his body turns back to us with a wide smile on his face, "Dirty pogues."

John B rushes forward, planting his hands on Toppers chest to shove him backwards, making him yell out in surprise.

Pope comes out of nowhere and pulls my brother back by his shoulders, "John B, we're supposed to be incognito, remember?"

Uh could you not yell that out?

Topper walks up to them while they're distracted, "Johnny!" My voice rings out over the beach, making people turn our way while John B spins around, his head snaps to the side when Toppers fist collides with his face, then his body drops to the ground, right at the waters edge.

I gasp and tighten my grip on JJs arm, "Holy shit."

"Babe, chill!" Sarah shakily yells while Topper sends kicks to John Bs side when he tries to stand up.

"Hey, John B, don't make me drown you like your old man." Topper keeps his eyes on my brother, watching him roll to the side in the waves.

The crowd that's now gathered is yelling out things that I can't comprehend right now, though it looks like everyone is amped up and excited over this happening. My is patience paper thin now, even JJ is encouraging the fight, but John B is clearly struggling because he is too fucking drunk for this nonsense.

My eyes land on Rafe Cameron, he's already looking at me with a concerned expression, I send him a pleading look, hoping he catches on and steps in to pull his best friend away from my brother who's definitely not going to win this when he's had a few too many beers and Topper looks like he's high but not drunk yet.

Topper turns around and raises his hands as if he just won a championship fight, so Rafe runs up to him, muttering something in his ear, but my stomach twists when John B get to his feet and tackles Topper into the water, egging on the fight even more. Rafe steps away, lightly pushing Sarah back so she doesn't get too close while his other hand runs through his hair.

"John B, lets go man." Pope stresses, "He isn't worth it."

"Guys, stop!" Kie screams when John B puts Topper in a headlock after they both get to their feet again.

My hands stay wrapped around JJs arm, fear courses through me while whispers float around in my head, even over the loud crowd I can hear someone talking to me, it sounds almost like they're warning me about something. I don't understand what's happening to me, it's overwhelming and scary. I'm using JJ to hold me up now, his arm tightens around me but his eyes stay focused on the shitshow in front of us.

Topper fights against the hold my brother has him in, twisting around so his back is facing out while his head stays pinned against John Bs torso. He grunts when John B punches at his side, until he finally breaks free and shoves him away. They both walk in a circle with their fists up, eyeing each others every move, sending punches every few seconds while the stupid crowd continues to cheer them on.

All of this because of a beer.

"Willow."

"Stop it." I whimper to the stupid voice in my ear.

JJ reaches his arm up, his hand caresses my face, "You're safe Princess."

"I'm not." I breathe out, "Somethings wrong."

John B flings Topper into the water causing JJ to look away from me, "COME ON, LETS GO, COME ON!"

Topper jumps to his feet and charges at mt brother, sending his fist into his face but John B is quick to dodge it and sends a punch back. Before he can regain his footing, Topper grabs him and throws him into the waves, then he moves to stand over him.

My heart clenches when I realize John B is knocked out, everyone else seems to notice at the same time since there's gasps floating in the air, but everything feels like slow motion and a muffled mess around me.

"Jay," I weakly say, my eyes stay glued to Topper while he holds John Bs head under water, the waves crashing around them, "stop him. Please."

He looks down at me with worried eyes, "Okay, stay over here, Princess. Stay with Pope and Kie."

"I will."

I watch him run up behind Topper, everyone screams when he pulls the gun from his waistband, the barrel presses into the skin on the back of his head, "Yeah, you know what that is. Your move broski."

Topper slowly lets go of John B and raises his hands in the air, "We're good, we're good."

"Willow," Sarah screams, snapping me out of my trance, "check your psycho boyfriend."

I cross the distance between us, stopping when I get in her face, "Your boyfriend is trying to drown my brother, knowing our dad died at sea!"

She shoves me but I'm quick to regain my balanced and rush at her, sending a solid punch to her face, making her fall into the sand. I feel horrible for doing it, but the adrenaline coursing through me, my fear of what could be wrong with my fucked up mind and the fact that my brother could be dying in the ocean behind me, has my mind on fight mode.

"Willow!" Pope and Kie both scream.

My body is grabbed when I go at Sarah again, I'm being held against someone so I turn my head to see Rafe trying not to laugh, "I never thought the day would come where my sweet Brookie would deck someone in the face."

A laugh ripples out of me while I slip out of his arms, "Well she pissed me off."

"Alright, listen up!" I turn when I hear JJs voice, "Everyone get off our side of the island." He flings his arm in the air, firing off three shots into the dark sky causing the crowd to scream and runs away from us.

"That's my cue to leave." Rafe pats my cheek before running off to check on Topper and Sarah.

JJ rushes over to me and cups my face, "Did she hit you?" He tilts my face up to look into my eyes, "How's your head?"

"No, no. I'm okay, but--"

"John B!" Kie yells.

I shift my gaze past JJ to see my brother laying unconscious in the water, tears spring from my eyes while I cross the distance between us, dropping to my knees when I get to him, "Wake up Johnny." I slap his cheek, "Don't fucking die on me man."

He gasps and chokes up water after Pope hits his chest a few times, causing me to loudly exhale and sit back on my heels, relief flooding my system, "Fuck that sucked."

"Thank God you're alive bro."

He weakly laughs, "Can't get rid of me that easily, Will."

I move out of the way so JJ and Pope can carry him to the Twinkie, Kie and I link arms and stumble after them. What an absolute shit show today turned out to be.

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I wake up in a daze, my head pounding, my hands shaky.

My body cuddles into JJs side, his arms tighten around me, but we both freeze when we hear shuffling outside of the door and John B telling someone I wasn't home.

"Well we need to talk." Sheriff Peterkin tells him, I could recognize her smooth voice anywhere.

After a moment of silence I realize they must have walked down the hallway towards the living room out of earshot.

I glance up at JJ, both of our eyes wide, "Think she's here because of the gun and the fight?"

"I don't know," He whispers, "but John B will handle it."

"I don't want you to get in trouble. I can't lose either of you. But what if she's here because of DCS?"

"Hey, hey, it's okay." JJ presses his hand to my cheek, holding me against his chest after I start to cry, "You aren't losing either of us, John B will talk his way out of it."

"He's horrible at talking his way out of things and lying."

JJ quietly laughs while he runs his fingers through my curls, "That's true, but it'll be okay, we will handle whatever comes our way, alright?"

"Okay."

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Willow." JJ mumbles through the kiss he presses to my head.

"You're the best thing to happen to me too, Jay."

"I'm sorry I was being distant yesterday." He sighs, "Pope reminded me that I don't have a lot to offer and that I would probably drag you down in life."

"That isn't true though." I rub my thumb across his cheek, "You have a lot more to offer than you let yourself believe, JJ, you're important to me so I don't want you to pull away from me just because you're human with issues like the rest of us."

"You're important to me too," He pulls me closer to his chest, "we'll figure things out. I'll do better."

I sigh, knowing nothing I say with erase the years of trauma he has from his dad belittling him into thinking he's worthless and unlovable. My heart breaks thinking about how he views himself, it makes me want to go over and beat his dad up honestly.

I'm also silently cursing myself for taking oxy yesterday, now it's all I want. My shaky hands remind me of the consequences of taking the pills my life used to revolve around.

How could I do this to myself again? I was finally doing good.

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