sd - j

two years.

two years of getting j to trust you, to lower her corporate persona around you, to try healthy coping mechanisms all while managing yourself. you loved her. you REALLY loved her. you loved her so much it was almost obsessive. but you managed your love for her.

because you loved her.

but even though it'd been two years, there was so much she would not tell you. she knew who killed your mom. wouldn't tell you. she knew the truth about jcjenson. wouldn't tell you.

you thought it was because she just didn't want to tell you.

it wasn't.

you still don't know.

and now you're crying on your bedroom floor, with uzi holding you. she didn't really know what to say. after all, she was in the best relationship with n.

she'd come over an hour ago but you were crying way before that. morning. afternoon. and now. you even skipped school. it was that bad. you loved her so so much.

you thought j moved on.

in reality, she was at the landing pod, on the floor, her hands in v's. she'd been telling herself to not break down. be the good employee.

but she also started tearing up.

she thought she could protect you. from the world outside the doors. from the solver. from cyn.

from her.