THE colorful, vibrant lights hung through the trees, over the grass and above the hot tub. the cats ass, that’s what JJ named it. why did he buy it? you don’t know. At least not yet. you knew about it- about his dad, about how he grew up, about how terrified he was to step foot inside that house, where his dad is either drunk or passed out in.

you are his best friend, after all.

“ah, hello hello- ya like it?”his hands hung loosely on the rim of the hot tub, body slotted at the back of the jacuzzi, little pink flamingos and glasses of whiskey roaming around- where did he get this?

he smirked. It didn’t reach his eyes, it was fake. And you? You saw it all. Unlike Kiara and pope, the two of them already protesting. you just stood there, eyes on the hot tub- the slight guilt but also pain on plastered on his lips, hes faking it. and you know it.

JJ couldn’t deal with yelling. Not as good as others. He grabbed the rim of his shades with a yank and threw them into the hot water- the sound of water swaying was heard as he stood up. dark, different colored- blue, purple, some a dark yellow- bruises scattered across his ribs, his skin- his torso.

“well you know what? I bought a hot tub, for you guys! My friends..” he shouted, all you could hear was your heartbeat, just beating faster and faster- squeezing and squeezing. “No, screw that- my family!” His voice cracked. And you heard it.

his eyes flicked to your still, eyes wide- already filling with small beads of tears. “No!- no, stop..stop gettin’ emotional, it’s fine!” his voice cracked, again. and then.

he broke.