❝SLUT❞ ‣ JJ MAYBANK ❪ OUTER BANKS. ❫

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR.

❪  life beyond the grave.  ❫
slut ━━━ chapter twenty four.

      𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆. . . 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄
𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒. Some people can grieve in a short amount of time and move on while others ,
others it can take what feels like forever.
Some people distract themselves , like Pope ,
with school and their schoolwork and put their
time and energy into something productive.
Others grow angry and resentful and look for
someone to blame ━━ like Kiara. You could
even get a job , focus on making money to get
out of the shithole town that took your bestfriend
away , like JJ was trying to do. . .

   Or you could be like Lana ━━ and absolutely
shut down.

   Which you might not want to do. It wasn't
really the best coping mechanism , but it was
hers. . . Unfortunately.

   But let's slow down here because we're getting a
bit ahead of ourselves. Let's bring it back to that
day it all came full circle , when Lana woke up.

   Lana didn't know where she was at for a
moment. Her head felt as though someone
had repeatedly punched it with a baseball bat ,
it throbbed against her skull. When her eyes
fluttered opened , it took awhile for her senses
to follow but when they had , her nose burned
with the smell of antiseptics and hand sanitizer.
With messy blonde hair sprawled out around
her pillow , she turned her head to the side ,
blinking to get rid of the blur that kept her
from seeing clearly. She blinked. Over and over
again , anxious to see who's hand was holding
her own. It took a second for her to regain
focus , but when she had , her heart almost
stopped. JJ's head was laid on her bedside ,
a soft snore escaping his lips as he held her hand
so tight , there was no letting go. She swallowed
dryly , feeling excitement bubble inside of
her stomach. She remembered most of what
happened that night ━━ most of which she
wished she didn't. . . But JJ was enough to
be happy about , just for a second.