#p;nina

[johnnyjames-parks]

My Dear, we're Slow Dancing in a Burning Room || JJ & Nina

JJ had been in the car mere seconds after Nina had broke the news to him. He knew he hadn't responded in the best of ways. Yelling at her was the worst thing he could have done when she was in such a bad sate. He had no self control when it came to containing strong emotions - anger, sadness, shock - they all managed to overtake him and cause JJ to no longer be in control, to not think before he acted or spoke. Snippets of how he should have responded ran through his mind as he hesitantly grabbed the key out from other the doormat, silently thanking God that it was late and that meant Nina's parents were probably in bed. Sneaking in after midnight was not the best way to make a good first impression. He took careful steps throughout the house, taking the stairs as quietly as possible before making a beeline for her room. He walked in and quietly closed the door behind him, bracing himself against it. He took in a deep breath, not exactly ready to turn around and face her. 

[johnnyjames-parks]

Say Goodnight Quick because My Right Fist's Like Vicodin || JJ, Nina, & Jesse

If I recall correctly, he said 'heroin will make it happen faster though' - the text was running through JJ's mind over and over again. His palms had began sweating, his head was pounding, the rage inside him was beginning to consume him in a way that he forgot was possible - in a manner that hadn't happened since he had let his hot palm wrap around the cool metal of the desk lamp and bashed his father's face in until it was recognizable. JJ mounted his bike, saying fuck it to the helmet and making the tires spin as he tore out of the driveway. The roads were slick with a layer of summer rain but JJ didn't care, he whipped around cars, ran stoplights without even noticing. As soon as I find you Jesse you're never going - his thoughts were interrupted as his bike spun out, a car he had carelessly ignored had nearly crushed him at a four way stop, the mirror only managing to slash his bicep. The adrenaline pulsating through his veins blocked out all rational thought, the blood dripped down his arm unnoticed as JJ climbed back on the bike as if it never happened - he felt invincible. JJ arrived at Nina's in half the time. He pulled up to the sidewalk, sitting impatiently on his bike and glaring at the suburban home.