After Sierra carefully picked out the remaining tentacles on Sarah's skin she wrapped some gauze around her waist and lit up the paper stuffed with herbs with the lighter that came along in a small container. Before Sierra could even think about putting her lips on it Kiara reached over and quickly took it from her fingers. The girl took a short hit as Sierra rolled her eyes and  stole it back back with a light glare, she inhaled slowly, already recognizing the feeling before blew it out through her nose and into the warm air.

She glanced over at Sarah who still looked uncomfortable and uneasy from the sting, with a small smile Sierra offered it over. Sarah looked at before eagerly taking it, "Take it easy, blondie." Despite Sierra's warning Sarah inhaled sharply immediately pulled away in a fit of coughs and gasps. "Told ya."

As the next few hours passed by Sarah hogged most of the blunt and continued to take several long drags each time, it wasn't long before she was high as a goddamn kite. Her giggles and slurred nonsense constantly coming out each second which made Sierra want to completely pull her hair out one by one if that meant making Sarah shut up. Sure, she dealt with JJ constant stupidity but at least it was something she could enjoy, if he ever went rambled on about a fishing trip that went perfect Sierra would listen...for the most part. But she would mostly just sit there and stare, she observed the way his eyes completely lit up as he dramatically re-enacted the scene with big hand motions. Then when he suddenly paused at the sight of her staring he just gulp as the blush rose from the neck line of his old tee to his cheeks.

Sierra never understood why some people fascinated over paintings or certain artworks, why they would just stand there and observe, but once the hormones kicked in she was constantly looking at JJ. Then she remembered, mild kleptomaniac was the reason she even had to sit through the whole situation in the first place, he was also the reason why may grow few more grew hairs within the mess of curls she had on her head.

"Is this, like, your first time smoking or something?" Kiara finally decided to cut Sarah off and both of their suffering after the she began to go on about some shit involving nipples and eyes.

"No."

"Alright, girls." Sierra sucked in a breathed and stood from her spot between the two, "It's getting dark and we still haven't figured this out yet, so, let's get talking." She smiled and began to walk away before Kiara called out.

"What!" Sierra turned saw the girl completely baffled, her eyes wide and her mouth opened in shock. "You're seriously going to leave me alone, with her!?"

"Hey!"

Sierra stayed quiet for a few moments in an act of thinking before nodding, "Yup."

"You can't just do that!"

"I can and I will." Sierra replied and walked towards the boat cabin, she let out a relieved sigh as she made it in. She sat on the floor and leaned her head up against the wall just so she could listen in, that the reason she was even there in the first, to make sure it doesn't end in a massacre. Although, hearing the conversation continue caused something in Sierra's head to switch. She couldn't stop her wondering mind, she couldn't stop it years prior, how would she control it now?

She didn't want remember the memories that brought her nothing but vulnerability and sadness, the memories that she despised for having in the first place. Her father's death took a toll on her whole life, the only guardian left was her drug junkie of a mother, Sierra was extremely hesitant on living with her, but where was she going to go? Abandonment, god she hated it, constantly worrying about it every single second of her life, and that is all because of her mother, Sierra swore that she could still smell the gross aroma of cigarettes and moldy cheese clashing together. She had the burn marks on her arm and larger scar across her back that faded into her skin, the Pogue's never questioned it, and she never mentioned it. The worst months of Sierra's life occurred in a small green home away from most of the other houses on the cut, the marsh used to drown out her screams and cries. Trees and long dead grass were the only things surrounding it, Sierra had to memorize her way out after she got lost the first time and made it home late.

Just thinking about made Sierra's stomach twist, the small tears rolling down her cheek as the sound of screaming and breakdowns all came flooding back. They use to be hidden away in the back of her head but somehow found it's way to the center of her thought process.

"Si." Kiara placed a hand on her shoulder causing Sierra to completely flinch and move away from her friend in fear. "Sierra?"

The girl let out a deep breath she had no idea she had held in, "I-I'm sorry." Sierra whispered and closed her eyes, the memory faded, but never fully left. "I was just...thinking."

"You okay." Kiara slowly crouched down with a concerned look, "You don't have to apologize."

"No, I know, I just.." Sierra sighed and ran a hand through her dark hair, "I'm fine." She forced a smile upon her face and stood up, "How are you and Sarah?"

"We're okay, we were just about to sleep, the blankets are in here." Kiara pointed at the pile of blankets in the corner of the boat cabin. "You sure that you're alright?"

"Peachy." She winked and reached for the blankets behind her, "I'm just tired." Just as Sierra was about leave Kiara gripped her arm and looked down.

"I'm sorry about everything that happened yesterday, I realize that I was being childish and I should own up to my mistakes. You're my best friend and the Pogue's  shall stay together till the end." She smiled as Sierra pecked her cheek.

"Best friends.."

"Till the end."

—

AS THE MORNING sun began to peek over the horizon Sierra woke up, she been have constant nightmares each time she fell asleep, no amount of twisting and turning inside the sleeping bag made her comfortable enough to go back to bed so she just decided to fully get up find something to eat. She explored what the boys left behind to keep the girls from starving and found the good thing was bread and jar peanut butter, so after thinking long and hard about all the options she had she opted on having a peanut butter sandwich. Then Kiara woke up and even had the courtesy to shake Sarah awake too, Sierra was proud that they actually managed to to put their difference aside in mature manner instead resorting to murder.

After a long talk between the three they decide to situate themselves on the bow of the large boat and talk until their assholes in shining armor came to their rescue. The three got along perfectly, Sierra no longer had to sit between the two since they were able to hold a peaceful conversation, they gossiped and giggled like school girls until a hum of a boat engine caught Sierra's attention. She could distinguish the silhouette of the three idiots slowly gliding through the marsh water and towards their stranded boat. Each of them wore stupid smiles that held the same amount of cockiness as their ego.

"Uh-oh!" Pope shouted menacingly, a knowing grin etched on his face. "You forget your keys or something?"

"You need a tow?"

"Don't give them the satisfaction of thinking this worked." Kiara mumbled towards the girls quietly, the last they wanted was for the boys to think that they had some sort of power against them or that they won whatever competition their minds created.

"Absolutely not."

"Hell no."

"You gotta admit it was kinda funny." John B spoke with a satisfied and prideful expression, he noticed Sierra angered expression and leaned over the wheel. "Hey," his tone mocked her anger which made her clench her jaw, "why the long face?"

"Oh, fuck off."

"Woahh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the boat." JJ teased as he winked towards her, her face still held the same scowl at his comment which made him softly giggle. "C'mon, Pirate, give a pretty smile."

Sierra looked away and pursed her lips in annoyance which made Kiara step in. "Mastermind, huh?" Kiara sneered at the brunette with a raised brow, the stupid grin on John's face grew impossibly bigger.

"I'm always planning."

"What could you possibly plan in that small brain of yours." Sierra scoffed, "Leaving me on a boat with two people who hate each other, brilliant, John, truly brilliant."

"Thank you."

"Screw you."

"Oh, c'mon, baby, you still love us, right?" JJ reached his hand out, but she crossed them stubbornly. "I'll make it up to by stealing you whatever you want." She hesitated but a part of her overpowered it as she stayed out in her place, JJ raised his brow in surprise and retreated his hand away. "You can't be that mad, right?"

"Well, mad isn't exactly the word I would use after you purposely left me on this boat with two enemies who could literally attack at any moment." Sierra snapped back, "Maybe fucking furious would be better to describe how I feel Jay."

"Okay, if you're wanna be furious anyone to blame, blame him." The blonde pointed his finger towards John B who immediately gasped at the accusation.

"Hey, it's not like you had a better plan!"

"Still doesn't make your any better."

"Alright, alright." Sierra lifted her hand to stop the argument, "Could you two idiots shut up, this one over here already gave me a headache last night."

"So, are you going to get on the boat now?" JJ questioned as he held out his hand once more, this Sierra offered a kind smile and took it. She jumped off and landed in a familiar space, JJ's arms wrapped around her and her body pressed up against his chest.

"Aww, how cute." John B sarcastically spoke as he watched the couple embrace for a weirdly long time. "Alright guys this is getting kind of gross, you can pull away now."

"I'd honestly stay here if you don't mind."

"Please, you're acting he's goody-good because he wants a blowjob." Kiara muttered just loud enough for everyone to hear as she jumped onto the boat as well.

"Not just a blowjob, Kie." JJ rolled his eyes as he placed his arm over Sierra's shoulders. Sarah scrunched her nose as she joined them on the boat.

"Is it always like this?" Sarah quietly questioned towards John as she glanced towards the touchy duo.

"Yup, get use to it, we've heard worse." John shrugged nonchalantly, "Sooo, much worse."

"You fuckheads better watch your backs."

"Get you in the best way when you least expect it."

—

SIERRA CAME HOME and couldn't wait to take a long, warm shower she had been needing since she was stuck on the boat. JJ trailed behind her and immediately began rummaging through her kitchen, most of the things in her fridge had gone bad when the blackout hit. The most editable thing was a small jar of Nutella, a box of cookies that were only a few days away from expiring, and a half eaten bag of flaming hot Cheetos.

Sierra dumped her shirt and shorts into the dirty laundry and instead pulled out another outfit to cover her white bikini she had underneath. The mountain of clothes overfilling the small plastic basket bothered her, she had been needing to clean most of her clothes for a while but she'd also have to walk all the way to the other end of The Cut in order to reach the laundromat. Unfortunately, the prices had bumped up ever since the power outage due to the owners taking advantage of the many Pogue's without power, it was smart on their end, but god, it was annoying that Sierra now had to pay fifty cents more to clean her goddamn underwear.

JJ seemed to notice the girl suddenly stripping from his peripheral view since his head immediately peeked over to look at her bent over figure grabbing a fallen sock. "Perv." Sierra spoke up as she buttoned up the last pair of denim shorts that she had in her drawer, JJ snapped out of his mini trance and abandoned the cookie on the counter.

"Watcha doin'?" The blonde questioned as he watched her pull out multiple bills from the piggy bank he gifted her in 5th grade. It's original light blue paint had begun to fade over time, a few cracks here and there but still in good condition.

"I need to head to the laundromat."

"Isn't that like a two mile walk?"

"Yup." Sierra replied, she walked into the kitchen and pulled open the wooden cabinet under sink, the wiggly handle was on the verge of falling off though Sierra never bothered to replace it. Her dad was always the handy man around the house, fixing her bed whenever it broke, or patching up the leaky sink in the bathroom. Since his passing many things went unfixed, Sierra wasn't even sure if she'd ever bother to fix them. She reached over to get a trash bag while JJ still watched in utter confusion, "I also gotta go to Sarah's house to take a shower since...y'know."

"Wait, wait, wait." JJ ran in front of her before she could make it back into the laundry room, "You're going to the Cameron house, willingly?"

"Yes, I need a fuckin' shower, JJ. I hate feeling like I'm dirty." Sierra snapped back and shoved the boys extended arms in order to reach full laundry basket, she dumped the clothes in the bag and slightly struggled to carry it.

"You need help?"

"No." The girl muttered unconvincingly while pulled all her power, the furthest she got was only a few feet. Sierra groaned and dropped the bag, JJ chuckled softly and reached down to grab it. She watched as his bicep flexed when he lifted the trash bag with easily and threw it over his shoulder with one swift movement, Sierra couldn't help herself, "What a strong man." She smirked lightly at her own comment while she watched his arm completely, the veins trailing from his forearm to his knuckles. The sun kiss tan that he always had when the summer hit, the different marks and light freckles that scattered all over body.

"Oh, it's nothing." JJ pridefully spoke while carrying the bag out the door, the two began the long walk from Sierra's house to the laundromat, it was quiet with occasional teasing comment thrown around, it made the two miles feel a little less then it was but none less they arrived. Not once had JJ complained about the weight and he kept that streak when they entered the cool, air conditioned building.

Sierra put is a few bills to get the right amount of quarters for all her clothing before heading over to one of the washing machines, specifically one that had a middle aged lady too distracted with folding all her newly washed clothes into the box she brought in. Her bottles of detergent and fabric softener out and exposed for any one to grab. Quickly, Sierra shoved her bras and panties into the machine while constantly checking over her shoulder to see if the lady was still distracted. She then piled in all the t-shirts—except for the white ones, and was about to close the machine door before JJ tapped her shoulder.

"Are you shitting me?" The boy muttered holding up a tan shirt, both sleeves cut off in classic JJ Maybank fashion, the design on the shirt had been wearing off because to its old age. "This is my shirt, I have been looking for it for literal months!"

"You're the one who left it in my room!" Sierra argued back as she snatched the shirt and shoved it into the washing machine. She glanced over one more time and took the opportunity to steal the bottles and swiftly place each one into the machine.

"Sierra Ray." JJ scolded, holding back a proud smile as she put the cap back onto the fabric softener and put it back its original place along with the detergent. "Are you stealing?"

"Oh, please, I was borrowing." Sierra rolled her eyes at him and turned away, she clicked a button the machine which made it immediately begin spinning with water flooding into the batch. Sierra suddenly felt two arms wrap around her waist, firm and strong, JJ pressed himself against her, his lips came closer to the shell of her ear while she anxiously glanced around the room.

"My girl." He whispered, his tone was teasing but he masked it innocence while he pulled away and leaned onto the machine beside them, his arms crossed with a cocky smirk.

Sierra glared at him but some movement nearby stole her attention. The lady was walking away with her box of neatly folded clothes, the detergent and fabric softener still sitting on top of the machine she was using. The right thing to do, the thing her father would tell her to do in this situation was chase after her and give back what was hers, but Sierra mentally apologized to her father before snatching the two bottles.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

—

AFTER AN HOUR of washing all the contents in the trash bag the fresh, lavender-smelling clothes and bottles were shoved back into the it as they walked out. They were already pretty close the Figure 8, so it wasn't long before they began to walk through the busy roads of the fancy side in order to reach the Cameron mansion. They got glances and glares from everyone, the people they last by on the side walk, the people in the G-Wagons and Jeeps at the stop light, and even the old lady's who were watering their garden when they passed by. The two were known all around Kildare County, most people liked them and most didn't, by no one's surprise, almost all the people who hated them were Kook's. JJ was already hesitant about going anywhere near Figure 8, but now they were heading to an actual Kook's mansion, not just any Kook, the richest one at that.

"How do you conveniently know Sarah's address?" JJ questioned while he stepped onto the porch, luckily no familiar cars were in the driveway, which meant no Ward, no Rose, and probably—hopefully, no Rafe.

"I got it from Kie back when they still hated each other so I could egg Sarah's window." Sierra replied casually while knocking loudly on the large white door, no reply, Sierra place another set of loud knocks and also rang the door bell.

"Wait, you were gonna egg Sarah Cameron's window?"

"She hurt my best friend."

"Badass, and hot, all in one."

An annoyed girl with glasses swung the door open before Sierra could ring the door bell again and stared up at the older teens. One hand was holding her phone while the other held the door, prepared to slam it shut if the two wasted her time. "What do you want?"

"We need to talk to Sarah."

The raven-haired girl sighed heavily and titled her head up towards the stairs, "Sarah, you got people here who wanna see you!"

"What do they want!"

"I don't know!"

"It's just us, Blondie!" Sierra shouted out while footsteps trudge down the stairs in a hurry, Sarah finally revealed her self in a full black outfit and a confused expression.

"Hey, Sierra, JJ, what are you doing here."

"Why are you dressed like a spy?"

"Mide your beeswax, Sneezie."

The young girl who originally answered the door walked away with an eye roll and the same grumpy face she held earlier. "Whatever."

"I really need to use your shower, unfortunately we haven't been blessed with generators so non of our plumbing is working." Sierra quickly explained as Sarah's face softened, she open the door wide and invited the two in, JJ still was silent throughout the whole interaction with his hands awkwardly on his pockets.

"Just place whatever you have in that bag in the guest room, the one right by mine, it's huge and has bathroom. You can use the shampoo and towels that are already placed inside." Sarah led them up the stairs of the mansion and into one of the many extra rooms they had, the bed was neatly made, the curtains were opened widely letting a bright sun beam into the room, fancy paintings were hung all around and the room smelt of just plain richness.

"Jesus H. Christ." JJ mumbled while looking around at every detail within the room, "Is this where John B is sleeping at."

Sarah blushed at the mention of her lover, "Yeah, but his room is on the other end of the hall, he's sleeping right now so I'm not bothering him with anything."

"Aww." Sierra smiled, "Well aren't you two just the cutest."

"Stop." Sarah giggled as she explained a few other things about the bathroom before leaving, "Oh, and if you need any dark clothes, I've got plenty, my room is just across."

"Thank you, Blondie." Sierra put down the heavy trash bag while Sarah laughed at the nickname before closing the door. JJ threw himself onto the bed and sunk in the white duvets with a heavy sigh, his eyes fluttered shut and he was about to take a nap before he heard shower turn on. He sat up from the bed and looked over at the closed door as an idea clicked in his head.

He rose from the bed, kicked of his shoes, and sneaked over to the door, his ear pressed up against it to listen in, he twisted the unlocked door knob slowly and snuck inside. Between the running water and Sierra's soft hums, his footsteps were completely inaudible. Carefully, he stripped away each piece of clothing from his body, Sierra still hadn't noticed him and probably couldn't due to the blur on the shower glass that prevent her from seeing anything on the other side.

She jumped slightly when the door slid open and then shut again, she was shampooing her hair which made panic erupt through her body since she couldn't open her eyes with the soap falling over her face. Then, the familiar touch of JJ's large, calloused hands met the wet skin on her hips, any tension she felt disappeared from her body.

"JJ, what the hell are you doing." The girl muttered as his chin rest on her shoulder, the water soaking his blonde hair and the rest of his toned body.

"Just joining my favorite girl while she showers." He replied softly while his hands trailed down from her hips to her inner thigh, despite experiencing the same teasing from JJ all the time it never failed to get her turned on. "If you need help, I can reach places lower."

There it goes again, the same goddamn tone he used when they were in the laundromat, the innocent but sexual whisper in her ear that made her shiver, he knew exactly what he was doing and the effects of it. Sierra turned around to face the cheeky blonde, his expression read so many things but thing one is certain, he wanted her.

Sierra stared back at him, his lips looked plump and so kissable that she couldn't help herself, she pulled him into a kiss. It was sloppy, both fighting for the dominance but neither succeeded. Sierra always loved being cocky in these types of situations, to dominate, but the feeling she felt when JJ lowered himself down between her plush thighs made her relinquish any power she thought she held.

  The gasp that came out her mouth then faded in a quiet moan as her back slightly arched off the cold tiles on the shower walls. The hot water was still pounding down against their bodies and steam fogging up the glass door. It wouldn't be a surprise if they were blamed for the increase of the water bill but who the hell cares when you've got hot blonde eating you like he was a man deprived of any food until now.

"Fu..fuck, JJ." Her hand gripped his hair tighter and tugged softly which made him growl against, the noise and vibrations it sent into her alone made the bubbling feeling her stomach more noticeable. Sierra just needed a small push so she brought upon herself to roll her hips against his mouth which made him chuckle lowly, he knew what she wanted, she didn't need to speak any words.

  Her whines got higher which met her desperation did too, he snuck his hand up and placed two fingers inside her. One of which had a ring and Sierra felt it dig inside her and then disappeared each time the thrusted them into her cunt. She nearly screamed but her hand flew over to cover her mouth before any noise could alert someone of their actions, funny how open the two were with flirting but when experiencing an intimate moment they wanted it to be kept between just the two.

The feeling in her stomach grew unbearable till it suddenly vanished when she released her cum onto his tongue and fingers. He still his worked his tongue to stimulate more which made her push his face away with a shaky hand. He looked up at her through his eyelashes and noticed just how much he had effected with just his mouth, it made him happy, but also painfully annoying. "I bet nobody else has ever made you feel like that, huh, princess."

"Fuck off."

He stood up and pulled her closely, one arm wrapped around her waist while his hand came up to cup her cheek. This was his apology for the boat incident since she had been giving him a sour attitude all day for it."So am I forgiven?"

Sierra fluttered her eyes open and looked at him. The way he gazed back at her made it seem like he had a halo floating over his head despite his earlier actions that would be deemed sinful. "Yes, you're fucking forgiven, asshole."

—

"YOU ENJOY YOU'RE shower?" Sarah questioned from her spot on the bed. Sierra paused her rummaging through the load of dark clothing the Cameron girl had pulled out from her ridiculously large closet.

  She slowly lifted her head looking to the blonde with nervous expression. "What?"

"The shower." Sarah clarified with furrowed brows, "Was hot water working? We have been having some troubles with that since the hurricane, the generator seems be to be on overdrive."

"Oh, yeah, right." Sierra flared her throat, covering up any tint of red on her flushed face by distracting herself with the clothes. "You're shower if fuckin' amazing, just what I needed. Thank you, again."

"Anytime." The room went into comfortable silence before Sarah decided to poke at the girl, "So you and JJ...you two together?"

Sierra paused before thinking. "It's, uh, complicated."

"Ooh, complicated." Sarah smiled giddily, adjusting her position on the bed. "Tell me more."

"So, we hooked up like a year ago and never talked about. And we were always flirty, I guess, but it got a little awkward for a week before everything went back to normal. But then we never talked about it so the tension got worse and worse till we eventually did. Nothing really became official after that, we just became friends that occasionally had sex." Saying it out loud made Sierra cringe, how did she ended up in such a position was beyond her.

  "Right...definitely complicated." Sarah muttered, trying to create a could solution in her mind despite not having a great track record with relationships. "I definitely think there should be some type of communication in the mix. You two need to establish commitment, or else you'll both get hurt one way or another."

  "When did you turn into a therapist, Barbie?" Sierra teased, picking up the clothes she'd picked out.

  "Dunno." Sarah shrugged, impressed by her own words. "Definitely thought all the bleach might've fried up all brains I had left. Guess not."

  There was a knock her door, then John B poked his head through with a cool smirk. "Hey."

  "Hey, Johnny." Sierra replied, announcing her presence to the clueless boy. "How was your nap?"

  "What are you doing here?" The brunette confusingly, staring  at her like she didn't belong. "And how'd you know I was nappin'?"

  "Checked up on you earlier and saw you sprawled on the bed, mouth open and snores shaking the room." The Ray girl joked, watching John B's face morph into offense.

  "Hey." The boy glared as Sierra pushed passed him to exit the bedroom, "Be ready in thirty, we're leaving to pick up Kie, JJ, and Pope so we can get going."

  "JJ is already here, he's just napping in the next room like a baby." Sierra added on, slowly retreating off to the guest room, "I'm gonna go get changed, don't do nothing funny while I'm gone."

  The curly-haired girl's feet padded against the rich wood of the floor and all the way to the door across the way. JJ was still sound asleep, his damp hair soaking all the pillow he was snuggled into. Sierra contained her laugh and mentally cursed at the fact that she couldn't take a picture.

  The girl made her way to the other side of the room so she could shut the open curtains before removing her top and shorts. The white bikini still under as she shoved her clothes in the trash bag and replaced it with the darker hoodie and denim shorts. After examining her outfit and deeming satisfactory, she turned meeting a pair of piercing blue eye and a playful smile.

  "That was nice, truly, I was gonna clap but decided not to." JJ commented while the girl simply rolled her and threw a nearby pillow at his face.

  "You are just a perv, Jay."

  "Arrest me."

  A knock caught there attention, "Is it safe to walk in?" John B asked from the other side as Sierra groaned and made her way to open the door herself.

  "Yes, it's safe to come in, dickhead."

  "Good, neither of you are naked. We're leaving right now."

Nataly speaks!
There, I wrote smut for you horny mf, you happy? You better be cuz I got multiple people calling the Wattpad police on me for not including smut, btw if you people mid way through reading this and realize the fact that I added this chapter out of no where, sorry🤞. I just decided that after years of getting attacked for the lack of NFSW I was gonna write some, plus I got bored and wanted to edit this book since it's full of mistakes.

If you see any , makes sure you kindly point em out plssss, and thx for reading. Sorry if this chapter was low key long..

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