This story will be based on the end of season 4 (which I HATE) and Kie's life after the death of JJ. Please tell me what you think

I don't agree with killing JJ off (Like at all) but I need to give the story a happy ending and have his death mean something because he died for no reason in the stupidest way possible.

Kie's POV:

JJ took his last breath as I was bawling. There was nothing that I could do, no one was around to save him. He was gone. He was on cloud nine a few minutes ago and now my boyfriend is dead. The others came and found me in JJ's lifeless arms. We all cried over the death of our best friend.

We buried him in the Moroccan sand, it wasn't the burial he deserved but we couldn't bring his dead body with us back to the Outer Banks. We stood over the grave and I was bawling, everyone was. Rafe was there too, but he kept his distance from us but he was the first one to come closer and said, "Uh, JJ and I didn't always see eye to eye and we got into a few fights, but that was just us. He was always such a smartass and he made so many stupid decisions, but that's just who he was. He was a happy-go-lucky kind of guy. You guys were lucky to have a friend like him. We might not have been friends but he didn't deserve this, I hope he haunts the shit out of Groff"

We all looked at Rafe and realized this was him trying to get us to say a few nice words about JJ. Cleo went next, "Man, where do I start with rude boy... I thought he was a jerk when I first met him but then we quickly became best pals. He's my partner in crime, literally. I'm going to miss all the trouble we got into. I'm lucky to have gotten to be part of this family"

We all stayed quiet and then Pope spoke, "JJ told me he loved me and I never said it back because guys don't do that... JJ never would have said that before you"

Pope looked at me and continued, "JJ has been my brother since we were kids and I've always loved him but Kiara brought out the best in him. He's saved my ass so many times... Like when he went to jail when I sunk Topper's boat. He always had my back and reminded me to have some fun and not take life so seriously all the time. He always thought that I was lucky becasue I was smart and going to college, but I was always jealous of him. I love you brother and I'll miss you forever"

Pope fell apart in Cleo's arms and Sarah was in John B's arms. I was supposed to be in JJ's... How the hell did this happen? How the fuck did I lose JJ to some stupid treasure. I'd rather be broke, poor, homeless, and hungry with JJ than rich and famous without him. I stood there completely numb as John B and Sarah talked about JJ. I couldn't even hear what they were saying. I just wanted JJ back.

They had finished speaking and it had been quiet for quite some time now. I know I was supposed to say something but how was I supposed to say goodbye to my boyfriend? This doesn't even feel real. He can't be dead.

"I... I love you...." I could barely get it out but I somehow pulled it together

"When we first met, you were all weird about a girl joining your group but you quickly accepted me and we became instant best friends. I never told you this but you were always the one that I had a thing for. I loved you long before I told you, I just didn't know if you'd ever be able to love me the way that I loved you, but I was stupid for thinking that because you loved me more than I realized... You've always been there for me, no matter what. You saved me from that awful camp. You protected me, made me laugh, and made me feel loved when I felt worthless... You shared your weed with me and you always took care of me. Life will never be the same without you... You deserved better. We deserved to grow old together, to go on our surf trip together, you deserved a happy ending.... I can't live without you, I... Iove you..."

I couldn't talk anymore. I dropped to my knees and scream-cried. My boyfriend was dead. I was alone. Everyone gathered around me and hugged me and I knew they were trying to help and I knew that they cared and that they loved me but I only wanted him. I started to dig his grave back open with my hands, wanting to hold him one more time, but John B grabbed me and he wrapped me in his arms so tight that I couldn't move.

"He's gone, Kie..." He reminded me

"He can't be gone..." I said and suddenly the tears stopped

I was completely numb. Rafe was busy making some phone calls and arranging for a plane to come get it. He called Shoupe and told him what happened and Shoupe had talked to the CIA and FBI to go after Groff. I sat next to JJ's grave for a full ten hours. I didn't move. I didn't eat. I couldn't even breathe.

A small plane arrived and Pope walked over to me and said, "Come on, let's go home"

I didn't want to go home. I had no home. I was literally homeless. Home was JJ and JJ was gone. Pope tried to help me up but I wasn't moving. He bent down and picked me up bridal style and carried me to the plane where John B and Pope helped me get on. I don't know what happened but I started screaming and kicking my way out of their grip and I ran back to JJ's grave.

"His biggest fear was being alone... JJ hated being alone.... I can't leave him here, alone" I said crying again

I could sense John B and Pope looking at the others and then Sarah walked over to me and said, "We can't bring a dead body back on the plane"

"Then leave without me" I said standing my ground

"We can't leave you here, Kie" Pope said

"He deserves a funeral, to be buried in the Outer Banks where his friends are, where he was the happiest... I am not leaving him here alone" I screamed at my friends

Rafe walked over to me and he said, "Kiara, get on the plane"

"No" I said slapping Rafe across the face

"Don't fucking tell me what to do" I screamed back at him

"Get her on the plane now, she can't see this" Rafe said picking up a shovel and he started digging

I looked at him in total shock. Rafe was going to dig JJ up and bring him home.

"Promise me, the plane doesn't leave without JJ" I said looking at Rafe and the other

"Promise" John B said as he grabbed a shovel and Pope went to the plane and came back with a large blanket that I assumed they'd use to over JJ

Sarah and I went to the plane and sat down while we waited. An hour later, we were heading back to the Outer Banks and when we landed we had the cops waiting for us. We got off the plane and there were paramedics that came with a gurney to retrieve JJ. My parents ran towards me and pulled me into their arms like they had the night we thought John B and Sarah died in the hurricane.

"Honey, what happend?" My mom asked

"We're here and we love you" My dad said

They held me while the paramedics loaded JJ up in a black body bag and took him the the morgue. Pope's parents were with him and Cleo. John B and Sarah had each other. The cops took statements from everyone and I don't even remember what I said to them. I was blacking everything out. My parents insisted that they take me home and take care of me, but I didn't want to go home. If they sent me away again, no one would save me.

I went back to Pougelandia and Sarah and Cleo helped me take a shower. I changed into a pair of shorts with JJ's black Jeep t-shirt and I went to our bedroom and laid on his pillow and cried myself to sleep.

A.N.

Thoughts on this story so far??