You and JJ had been dating for almost a year now, but it goes without saying that it wasn't the healthiest relationship. You'd had your fair share of problems, stupid arguments or petty insults. Jj wasn't the best at handling these situations, usually he'd just lock himself in his room and drink or smoke himself to sleep.

this time was different though. You'd argued about something stupid, about how he was smoking weed far too much, it was getting out of hand- he'd do it every single time he felt something he didn't like. He'd walked out of your house, slammed the door and stormed away in a mood. You assumed he'd just gone for a walk to calm down...until you got a call from the sheriff, saying jj had been arrested and was asking for you.

He definitely wasn't sober, but that wasn't what had got him arrested. According to the sheriff, jj had made a complete mess of the town, smashing up glass windows and even cars. You were annoyed, stressed, but most of all concerned.

"What d'you want?" jj mumbled as you walked into the room where he was being held, handcuffed to the table. He had clearly forgotten he asked for you.

"Jj...what's wrong?" you asked, quietly. You sat down opposite him and touched his shoulder. His face twists into sadness and he covers his face with his hands; he couldn't hold it in anymore, though he was still trying.

"You don't love me anymore." he choked out, forcing back his tears.