You and JJ Maybank were two sides of the same coin. Old and new. Rusty and clean. Pure and broken. Used and abused. Except, he thinks that you’re too good for him. Which wasn’t your mindset at all.

You felt like you weren’t deserving of love — because people kept leaving you. Except the pogues. They were your real family. Your dad was in rehab after a very bad overdose, and your mom dipped before that because she “couldn’t handle” taking care of both you and your dad, but found a new guy, and started a new fucking life without you.

Despite being cold, sarcastic, strong, on the outside, you were completely shattered on the inside. And tried to act like nothing bothered you, ever.

You still managed to get good grades, and to just try (in general). But when it came to JJ, he would try as well - but no one ever looked past, the fact that he was Luke Maybank’s son. That crime & recklessness “ran in the family”, which was total bullshit. But maybe it wasn’t. That didn’t mean that it would define JJ.

And, even though you two were similar, there was still some type of light about you. The life that JJ craved. It made him need you even more. You loved JJ. I mean, you two have been best friends, inseparable, since the age of seven. Red and blue, you just.. matched.

But sometimes it was still never enough.

You were both unpunishable. In your minds. It was the only way to convince yourselves that you weren’t fucking crazy. But, that can only work for so long..