Chapter One

"We've been searching out here all day, Storm." Topper had complained once we pulled up outside the docs to the coast guard. "We need to call it a day."

"He's missing, Topper," I speak as I sit on the malibu. "Imagine if your Dad was missing. Would you stop then?" Topper shakes his head and I smirked. "That's what I thought. Now, I'm going to go and try and report his body again."

"If they weren't going to believe you the first time, what makes you think they'll believe you this time?" Sarah asked, putting on her sunglasses. Topper had wrapped an arm around Sarah.

"Second times a charm," I say as I stepped up onto the dock.

"The saying's third times a charm—"

"Whatever!" I yelled, cutting Sarah off as I pulled my sunglasses down onto my face. I walked onto the dock and around to the coast guard, where I was a few hours ago.

My feet froze to the dock as I watched Scooter Grubbs being rolled out on a stretcher by some paramedics. Okay, well, I found him...

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair as I hear the shrilling sounds of Lana Grubb's. "Scooter! Oh, Scooter!" I watched as she walked by with the crew and her dead husband on the stretcher.

I felt like I was going to be sick.

My heart and stomach twists in ways that I never knew it could. Holy shit... I was right. He was out there somewhere in the ocean.

I felt eyes on me and I turned around to see John B and his friends staring at me while they sat on a deck at the coast guard. I could feel their judgement stares.

I turned around, tears forming in my eyes. I just saw a dead body.

I held my stomach and ran over to Topper and Sarah.

"Storm? What's wrong?" I hugged Sarah, pulling her closer to me. She hugged me back instantly, wrapping her toned arms around me. 

"Scooter's dead," I whispered. "I saw him on the stretcher. I—"

"It's okay," Topper told me gently, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Let's head back to Tannyhill, okay?"

I nodded and Topper pulled out of the docks before driving the malibu back. Sarah had kept a comforting arm around me along with a towel wrapped around my shoulders.

"Hey," Sarah tells me quietly. "Topper and I are going to the boneyard party. Heard that was going on."

I nodded. I needed something to ease the image out of my brain, anyway.

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When I had shown up to the boneyard, I was pretty much wasted. I had down almost an entire cup of vodka with a hint of lemonade to wash away the taste, not that it did much.

I was with all my friends. Sarah, Topper, Kelce, and Rafe my brother. 

There was loud music and a huge keg being handed out by John B. I tried my best to avoid that area at all times, knowing the judgment I'd get from them.

I take some time away from my friends and walked further along the beach, getting away from the party as I take sips from the red cup. The sun was setting and I promised myself I would head back over to my friends when it would get dark.

I take a seat on a fallen tree and stare off into the sunset. The sunset was beautiful. Orange and yellow tones fall onto the ocean. Sunset watching used to be my favourite thing. It was Sarah's and I's favourite thing to do.

I eventually meet up with my friends and Sarah beams at the sight of me. "Stormy, where have you been?! I've been worried sick!" She wraps me up in a hug, giving me a refill.

I take a long drink. "I went to walk along the beach." 

Sarah shakes her head. "And you didn't invite me?" She nudges me playfully. "How rude."

"Sorry, babe, I'll invite you next time." I kissed her cheek and she laughed, wrapping an arm around me.

"Stormy!" I looked up and saw Topper greeting me with wide arms.

"Topper!" I screamed back with the same energy, wrapping my arms around him. He lifts me up in the air and twirls me around and I let out a squeal.

He sets me down. "How drunk are you?"

"Quite wasted," I nodded, taking his drink from him.

"Hey!" Topper scowled and I smiled up at him.

"Thank you," I hiccupped, giving him a drunk smile. 

"Hey, hey Stormy!" I turned around at the voice, seeing JJ stumble towards me with a drink in his hand. He grinned at me, holding it towards me. "Can I interest you in a tasty Milkwaukee beverage?"  

My mouth drops slightly but then grinned. "I would love one, actually—"

Topper shakes his head. "She's good, actually. She's had enough."

"Awe come on, is it not fancy enough for you?" JJ teased.

I frowned. "I said I'd like some—"

"No. We were just leaving." Sarah grabbed onto my hand. 

"You know what? I'll take it," Topper tried and reached out of the drink. "I'll take it. Thank you man, I appreciate it."

"That's nice, but I didn't ask you." JJ glared at Topper. "I asked Hollywood. If you said pretty please, maybe, but you didn't."

"Oh, pretty please," Topper speaks sarcastically.

"Yeah. So, Stormy," JJ turned to me and I beamed. "You can have it."

"Thanks, JJ." I reached out for it, but Topper instantly threw the drink back into JJ's face. I let out a loud gasp, my hand covering my mouth. "Topper!"

"She doesn't want it, you—"

JJ begins to try and fight Topper by grabbing Topper's shirt, pushing him backwards. John B quickly stepped in, pulling JJ away.

"You're so funny, man. If you have been listening to her, she's been asking for it this entire fucking time, so why don't you get your head out of your ass for once!" JJ had yelled, he was absolutely fuming. John B was standing in the middle of them, giving them some space.

"Dirty Pogues!" Topper hollered towards them and my heart drop. For some reason, that had stung me as well.

"Topper, that was uncalled—" I tried but was cut off.

John B had whipped around and shoves Topper. "John B," Pope called from aside. "We're supposed to be incognito, remember?"

Topper punches John B and I let out a huge gasp. "Topper!" I screamed, my heart-shattering. John B falls into the ocean and Topper walked over to him, angry. "Guys, stop!"

Topper kicks John B into the water. "Hey, John B, don't make me drown you like your old man!" Topper had yelled and that's when the time had frozen for me. My heart completely shattered into two. John B's father has been missing for the past year. Everyone on the Island is saying that he's dead.

"Topper, that was uncalled for!" I had yelled, walking into the ocean.

Someone grabbed me by the wrist. "Wouldn't go there, Hollywood."

I turned to JJ. "Get off me!" I snapped, pulling away and turning back to Topper and John B. Topper kicks John B again into the waves. The crowd was chanting 'fight, fight, fight'. John B tackles Topper when least expected.

"Stop, you guys!" Kie had yelled, standing next to me and Sarah.

John B and Topper grapple. John B punches Topper in the side. "Topper! Stop!" Sarah had yelled.

They break apart and raise their fists as a crowd gathered around them. I raised my hands to my head, grasping onto my head. John B hits Topper in the face.

"That's what I'm talking about!" JJ had encouraged John B and I glared at him. Are Kie, Sarah, and I the only sensible ones here?!

"Come on!" John B had yelled out to Topper. Topper punches John B. John B staggers.

Sarah and I grasped onto each other. "Stop, guys!" My voice cracks. "John B! Stop! Topper!"

I run towards Topper, placing a hand on his shoulder but he quickly shoved me to the ground. "Back out of it, Stormy!"

I whimpered when I hit the ground, the ocean getting me wet. I felt salty water hit my mouth. "Topper!" My voice cracks again. "John B! Please, stop it!"

John B dodges a punch and then hits Topper on the side. They grapple again. John B throws Topper into the ocean. "Topper!" Sarah yelled.

"Come on, Topper!" John B had screamed. I run towards John B, placing an arm on him.

"John B!" I tried to reason with him but John B turned to me, anger lings on his face. His face softens slightly when he stares at me. "Please, don't do this."

Suddenly, John B has pulled apart from me and flipped over and headfirst into the ocean and shoves his face into the water.

"Topper!" Sarah had cried. "Topper, stop! No!"

"Topper!" I cried over the shouts of Kook's and Pogues. I turned to JJ and Pope. "You guys need to do something, Topper's gonna kill him!" I cried. Tears are streaming down my face as I worriedly looked back at Topper and John B. "Topper, you're drowning him! Please! Stop!"

Topper didn't listen to any of my cries. I cried harder, sobbing into my fists. I don't want John B dead. He doesn't deserve to die. Suddenly, JJ steps up behind Topper, and presses a gun to Topper's head.

My eyes widen. Where the hell did JJ get a gun from?

"Yeah, you know that is." JJ threatens. "Your move, broski."

"Dude's got a gun!" Someone had yelled and the crowd starts running.

"JJ!" I stepped closer to them. "JJ, stop. JJ put the gun down. Now!"

"Did you say somethin', Hollywood?" He whips the gun towards me, staring at me dead in the eyes. My hands begin to shake. He won't shoot me, he won't shoot me.

"We're good, we're good!" Topper puts his hands up and released John B, causing me to sigh in relief.

"Kie! Can you check your psycho friend, please?" Sarah had snapped at Kie.

"Okay, everyone listens up!" JJ yelled. "Get the hell off our side of the island!" JJ was raising the gun in the air and fires the gun off three times.

I quickly rushed to John B's side, trying to help him out of the water. "John B." My voice shakes. I didn't even know this kid but I felt guilty. Topper had basically beaten the crap out of this kid. John B stares up at me before he falls back into the water. "John B!" I quickly moved to him, making him rest his head on my lap. "John B, please don't die on me."

Sarah eyes me worriedly. "Stormy—"

"Sarah, Topper needs you." My voice cracks as I looked at her. "Make sure Topper doesn't mouth off about what happened tonight to anyone we know, okay?" Sarah nods hesitantly before running off to findTopper. The entire beach was cleared in less than five minutes.

"All right, Hollywood, I think it's time you go." JJ seethed as Kie and Pope helped an unconscious John B up. Tears brim in my eyes.

"I'm not leaving until I know John B's safe!" I protest, shaking my head. "He has to be safe. Let me take care of him."

"Hollywood, we're not your friends." JJ bluntly pointed out, waving the gun around. "You don't need to pretend to be worried about us Pogues."

"Don't you need another person to help carry John B?" I questioned. There'sfour limbs. They stare at me. "Look, let me take John B back home then I'll go. Okay?"

JJ pursed his lips together. "Okay."

A/N

Shit, man.... I've have nothing to say haha.