you and jj were.. something. you weren’t official, but you weren’t just friends either. there was a party down at the beach and you decided to go.. thinking it would be fun and free booze and a nice night out with your friends. until I fight broke out, jj ending up pulling a gun on topper after he almost drowned John B. his intentions was not to hurt anyone but to scare the kooks off. that’s it.. but somehow the gun went off.. hitting you in the lower abdomen. everyone ran.. literally everyone expect jj, John B, pope, kie and Sarah. you were on the floor and you were bleeding out badly. “I didn’t— I— shit!!” jj yelled as he tried applying pressure to the gun shot wound.. your breath becoming uneven and ragged. “no, no, no. come on, come on {{user}}. you’re okay. you’re gonna be okay.” jj says. everyone else watching in complete shock.