[2] Spoiled Legacies - JJ May...

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BOOK 2 Rafe Cameron x Female OC x JJ Maybank Male OC x Female OC (a little bit) INSTAGRAM x REAL LIFE š–š‡š˜... Higit pa

Epigraph + Playlist
Meet The *New* Characters
Previously
Chapter 1
INSTAGRAM [1]
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Chapter 29
Chapter 30

Chapter 4

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FIVE DAYS AGO

THE MAYBANK RESIDENCE

The first thing Violet did when she got off the plane was rush to JJ's house. She hadn't seen him for three weeks. She was gone in the psych ward for the first week, and in the Hamptons for the last two weeks. She was glad to be back, and glad to finally be able to see him again.

"JJ!" Violet says, rushing inside the house. The door was unlocked and the house was a mess. The entire house reeked of weed and beer, a smell that only got worse the closer she got towards his room.

"Hey." Violet says, running into his room. He had obviously been smoking and drinking, his eyes were red and puffy, probably from the weed and the crying.

He ignored her, just staring into the air. His hair was messy and he was a mess himself.

She hugged him, excited to see him, but he didn't hug her back. He was out of it.

"Hey?" Violet says again, trying to get his attention.

"You disappear for a month and show up like this?" JJ asks, confused.

The crying he had been doing alone for the past three weeks took everything out of him. And the weed and beers drowned it out.

"My mom- she threw me in the psych ward. But I just got back from the Hamptons." Violet says, excited to see him.

"Listen I can't do this." JJ says, it was too painful to see Violet again.

Every time he saw Violet, he would think of John B. His best friend since the third grade, who was also her brother. Although John B and Violet found out this summer that they were related, he saw the similarities between the two. Which made him miss his best friend even more.

"What are you talking about? I missed you!" Violet says, kissing him, but he didn't kiss her back. There was something different in him. Like the spark behind him was gone, he wasn't JJ anymore.

"How can you just stand there? All happy, going on vacation to the Hamptons when your brother just died a few weeks ago? They died. People died!" JJ says.

"I- I was just happy to see you." Violet says.

"I thought you were dead." JJ says, his voice cracking.

"Well I'm not." Violet reassures, grabbing his hand but he pulled it away.

"Look, I can't do this okay? It hurts too much." JJ says, refusing to look Violet in the eys.

"I chose you, okay? I told you I always would." Violet says.

"No you didn't!" JJ yells back, startling her.

"You picked him! You picked Rafe! You wanted him to get better! You picked him over your own family! Over John B!" JJ yells again.

"I-" Violet was cut off.

"If you chose me then you would've just let us turn Rafe in." JJ adds on.

"You know when I was in the psych ward, the only name I called for was you." Violet says, her eyes getting glossy before she stormed out the room.

She didn't even get the chance to tell him she was pregnant. Not that it mattered anyways. She wasn't planning on keeping a baby at her age.

THE THORNTON RESIDENCE

Violet stormed inside the house, slamming each door closed in her way. Stomping with each step.

"Someone's moody." Topper comments,

"I hate boys." Violet says, stomping in the house.

"What happened?" Topper asks.

"Leave me alone!" Violet yells, slamming the door of her bedroom shut.

TWO HOURS LATER

"You've been listening to Chase Atlantic for the past two hours." Topper says barging into her room.

"Uhh.. yeah?" Violet says

"You know it's on the speakers right? And not your headphones?" Topper asks.

"Shit? Really?" She says, pulling off her headphones.

Violet was just lying down on her bed, staring into the spinning ceiling fan. She was holding the bunny that JJ won at the carnival for her, Frankie.

"You good?" He asks.

"Shut up." She says, shoving her face in the pillow.

"Okay what is up with you?" Topper asks.

"Leave me alone asshole." Violet says, turning away from him.

"Mom called, she wants to go out for dinner tonight." Topper says.

"You can bring me back salmon." Violet says.

"Okay, what happened? You're bubbly one minute and come home like it's the end of the world." Topper says.

"I could really use a line right now." Violet says.

"You wanna tell me what happened or what?" Topper asks, sitting down on the bed.

"I had a thing with JJ." Violet admits.

"I thought you were seeing Rafe." Topper says.

"Okay well, it's complicated okay? I don't need your slut shaming shit!" Violet snaps.

"I never officially.. uhm... became anyone's girlfriend." Violet says, calmly.

"Okay? So you were playing them?" Topper.

"No! I actually did care about them.. just in different ways." Violet says.

"JJ just doesn't want anything to do with me anymore." Violet says.

"And Rafe doesn't either." Topper says. She was upset when she found out that Rafe refused to see her.

"So now you're like.. shit, no one wants me." Topper says.

"Basically." Violet says.

"Listen, you don't need any guy. You've always been better off without em." Topper says.

"Boys are stupid." Violet says, hugging the stuffed bunny.

"Yup." Topper agrees.

"How do you think everyone's gonna react at school?" Violet asks.

"I have no clue man." Topper sighs.

"Don't you have to go to football soon?" Violet asks.

"Coach said I could take as much time as I needed." Topper says.

"Do you think they kept a spot for him?" Violet asks, referring to Rafe.

"No, I don't think so." Topper says, shaking his head.

"There's a new kid who's playing his position." Topper says.

"What? No! What if he comes back? There's a 30 day program for a reason." Violet asks, upset.

"He's not comin back for a while, V. He had it bad." Topper says, reminding her how long she was in rehab.

"Okay but I had it worse. I was there for over six months. He could be out anywhere between one to three months!" Violet says.

"They said that about you too, look how long you were there." Topper says. She was there for a little over six months.

"I was doing good, they didn't want risk me doing anything risky if they let me out too early." Violet says.

"They're gonna do the same thing for him too." Topper says, shrugging.

"There's word of a party going around the night before school." Violet says.

"I can't party after all this." Topper says, sad.

"Maybe it's a good idea. Have fun for a change." Violet says.

"I don't know. I don't think you should go, there's gonna be drugs." Topper says, shaking his head.

"Come on, we need to let it all out one last time before school starts and things get serious." Violet says.

"Mom gave me my phone back, and Magnolia's coming back in a few days." Violet says.

"Oh god, not Lia." Topper says, rubbing his eyes.

"She was.. obsessed with me." Topper says.

"Well, she was my best friend before she became your ex so I don't wanna hear it." Violet defends.

A/N:

I know these are short but the first few chapters are only flashbacks to what has happened,
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