A/N: Hey! I want to apologize on how long it's taken me to get around to posting this. I planned on doing it early, but something happened and I drowned my emotions in Markiplier instead. This chapter is short, but I fell like it's the right point in time for me to end it. Next chapter should be soon! I also want to thank literally everyone who has left a review, they've all been so nice! They are kinda my only motivation because I can't believe someone actually likes it. Also, I feel like I should note that I'm taking JD from Dan Domenech's interpretation rather than anyone else's becuase I feel like his JD was the least terrible person. Enjoy!
I go in through the front door, not bothering to stop and tell my parents the news. They'll find out soon enough. When I get to my room, JD is already sitting on my bed. I walk over and sit next to him.
"What about your parents? Won't they be able to come find me?" He questions. Shit! I completely forgot about that.
"Maybe you should just come over at night. We can go somewhere else with each other during the day," I answer. He thinks this over for a moment.
"Okay" He looks afraid. I'm not sure what he's afraid of. "The hourglass…" He picks it up and turns it over in his hands, causing no effect, "When will it run out?" I shake my head.
"I have absolutely no idea." The sand is moving relatively slow right now, but any decision made can change that.
"We're you the one to reset it?" He asks.
"No, it did that by itself." He still looks skeptical about all of this.
"Ronnie, hourglasses can't reset themselves."
"Well this one can! Time reset it probably!"
"Veronica, I-I'm trying to believe you here, I really am, but it's hard." I understand where he's coming from. If the positions were swapped I would be the same way.
"I know." Is all I can muster in response. We sit in silence for a while, lost in thought. He seems to be planning something, methodically fidgeting with the hourglass. Suddenly he stands up.
"Ronnie, you know I love you, but this is bullshit. Someone is just- someone is killing your friends, and they must have an identical hourglass somewhere so it's at the same time. They're tricking you, making you believe this "time" crap."
"JD-" I try to respond but he cuts me off by chucking the hourglass to the floor in frustration. As the glass shatters, the sand begins to form a puddle on the floor. I stare at it horrified.
"The hourglass doesn't matter. It's not real." He says, leaning down and cupping my face, making me face him.
"What have you done?" I whisper. "We needed that- now- you don't understand." I start to ramble, still in shock.
"Ronnie, we're gonna figure what's going on and save your friends. I know you want me to stay here, but I can defend myself. And if I'm going to sleep here I need to grab a few things. I'll be back." He kisses me gently on the forehead and ducks out my window, leaving me to sit there alone, staring at the broken hourglass.