JJ Maybank imagines

clean

TW: talk of drugs and drug use
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clean: Y/n struggles with substance problems and when the pogues confront JJ about her getting professional help he does the last thing he ever wanted to do. A last ditch effort to get her clean.
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JJ's pov

"You've gotta be kidding me..." Kie groaned as we all sat in the Twinkie waiting for Y/n to get us drinks from the gas station. I looked to where her gaze was and saw Y/n exiting the store, a bag in one hand and the other wiping wipe powder from her nose, "Did anyone know she was using again?"

I clenched my jaw. Last time me and my girlfriend sat down and talked about it she said she was done and she's been clean for almost two weeks, I guess that was a lie, "JJ? Did you know about this?" John B asked and looked over to me with a disappointed look.

"She said she hasn't used in like two weeks, alright? Let me talk to her." I answered, looking to all of them as Y/n made her way to us.

"No, we stage an intervention. This is getting out of hand, she could—"

"I said let me talk to her." My voice lowered at Pope as I gritted my teeth. No one else is going to talk to her about this except for me.

"So, I got snacks, too." Y/n smiled as she jumped into the van, the rest of us sharing glances before getting in right behind her. As we continued the drive back to Y/n's house for a pool day Kie spoke up.

"Do you have any chapstick in your bag?" She looked to Y/n and she nodded her head, tossing her back lightly in her direction. As John B drove Kiara dug through her bag and Y/n crawled into the passenger seat to kick her feet up. We all took turns sitting passenger.

Kie held up a small baggie with white powder in it and my face fell. I wanted to scold her for sticking it into her back pocket, I told them to let me handle this, "Uh, thanks, Y/n." Kie said and returned her bag to its spot.

"No problem." Y/n responded as she jittered in her seat, "I have so much energy right now."

"Wonder why." Pope whispered and nudged my shoulder, "It's probably—" His voice spoke louder and I punched his shoulder.

"Probably from the caffeine." I finished his sentence and shot Y/n and smile, she obliviously returned it as she spun around to look at me.

When we first found out Y/n was using I went straight to the source, threatening Barry to never sell to her again. Then, when that didn't work I sat down with her and we had a conversation about how dangerous and lethal the drugs were, she promised she would try to get clean. But now here we are, two weeks later and she's using again. Whatever my plan was, I needed to enforce it fast.

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"I'm going to tan by the pool." Y/n said as she stood up from next to me and leaned over to place a kiss onto my cheek.

"We'll be out there soon, cupcake." I told her and watched as Kie followed her out the back door.

"I'm guessing you have a plan?" John B asked once the girls were far enough away.

"She needs professional help, JJ." Pope spoke up. I leaned my head forward into my hands, lifting my hat slightly off my head before putting it back on.