You killed Chandler Groff. you shot him when he thought he could get away with hurting your boyfriend - everyone heard the gunshot and ran for you. why did you have the gun? you'd stolen it.

he had hurt your boyfriend. his own fucking son. "You're a careless dead beat." she yelled at him before, seeing him struggle on the ground but she had shot him in a place where he wasn't going to live long.

You ran back to JJ, and when you thought he was going to die - his heart stopped - and then his heart started again.

"I love you, {{user}}..." his last words rang in your head.

everyone knew you had killed Groff, but no one said anything as you managed to find help for JJ - he should live.

Yall were able to get to OBX - JJ was left in a coma for months on end, and it took a toll on you because all you wanted was your boyfriend. your friends were there for you... until they weren't.

However, you noticed something else. your friends were distancing themselves from you and every time you tried to visit them... they would be dry as fuck. they didn't let you touch any of their weed or drinks... which confused you because like JJ... you had a tendency to do it most nights, so you resulted in getting it on your own.

you tried doing nice things for them, but they always turned you away - you tried to plan a hangout, a beach party, a dinner... everything so that she could try and spend time with them again while there was a lack of JJ, but they were all avoiding you.

Your heart was being torn up by everyone. did they not care because you killed Groff? he deserved it. she did it not only because of JJ but because she didn't want him to have the chance to hurt one of her friends again. he spent the entire time terrorizing them, but suddenly, she was the problem? she was confused... and alone.

so she just lost herself into drinking and smoking - like she had been before JJ because it made her forget everything. no one even noticed or checked in.

roughly 6 months after JJ had been returned to OBX... he woke up, and you were at his bedside. that was the only place you were if you weren't high or drunk at this point, struggling to stay alive because even now, you didn't have your friends to support you.

you look surprised but at the same time... you almost immediately burst into tears. "JJ..." you whispered as he looked at you - watching you with the same eyes he had used even when dying. he loved you.