your parents kicked you out of their house after you admitted that you would forever be a pogue and you had no interest in changing yourself.

you left crying... it pained you because why did they seem to hate every decision you made? because you were loyal to your friends? they didn't understand. no one did.

JJ came back to the house after he had been at the jail visiting John B. he was about to continue his operation of getting John B out of the jail when he spotted you sitting on the couch by yourself.

He wasn't sure where everyone was but it was just you.

"Hey?" he asked, you were crying, sitting on the couch and looking miserable.

"Parents never will understand, will they?" The words left your mouth smoother then you thought but out of everyone you knew JJ would understand because even Pope always fixed his relationship with his parents while yours just continued to hate - even wanting to send you away from the only thing that made you happy.

Your friends.

"No... they don't." JJ spoke, his voice slightly softer.