𝓓𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓭~ 𝓙𝓲𝓪𝓻𝓪

Sleeping beauty

Kie is currently cleaning up the mess. As she's sweeping the glass up, the there's a knock at the door. She sets the broom aside and walks to door.

Her whole body relaxes as she sees who it is.

"Hey, I came to bring your board back." A certain blond says.

He notices Kie's state and he's furious.

"Who did this to you!" He asks clenching his jaw.

She just stands there as tears starts to form again. She just stopped crying. She looks down.

"I don't wanna talk about it," She says quietly.

JJ sees her tense up as her hands shake slightly. He hates seeing her this way. It was the same way his mother looked and he hated it. He looks around in the house from where he's standing and knows a fight happened here. He looks back at Kiara.

He steps forward and wraps his arms around her shoulders. He's not really good at comforting people but that doesn't stop him from trying. His mom used to do it to him all the time. She slowly snakes her arms around his torso.

"It's okay,you can let it out,"He says softly as he puts his chin on her head.

Kiara does what he says. She lets out all the pain, hurt, self doubt, and grief. She holds it all in and never shows how she really feels. She's tired. Tired trying to be someone everyone expects of her. She's slowly loosing herself and she doesn't even know it.

She sobs in his chest. Her shaking intensifies. Hearing her cry and her pain hurts JJ in a way he never knew possible. He doesn't like to see people sad especially people he cares about.

Kiara is his friend and who ever messes with her messes with him.

He softly strokes her hair and rubbing her back. It calmed him when his mom used to do it. Her cries become lower and her grip tightens. She doesn't wanna let go and he doesn't want her too either.

They stay like this for a while. Kie slowly pulls away.

"I'm sorry," She says in a broken whisper.

"Don't apologize, everyone needs a hug every once in a while." He says holding her shoulders.

He stares at her for a moment. "Go upstairs, take a shower. I'll finish down here." He says softly.

"You sure, you don't know where the stuff is" She asks,

"I'll figure it out."

She nods slowly and goes upstairs.

He watches her and once he hears the water running, he starts to pick up where she left off. He closes the door and locks it. He picks up the broken glass and goes in the kitchen to put it in the garbage.

He goes over to the sink and grabs the dish towel. He wets it and rings out any excess water, then starts to wipe up the blood that was on the floor. He goes to the sink and wets it again.

He hears keys at the door and then it opening.

"Kiara!" Someone yells but it's not her mother.