HERC'S POV

Something weird is going on. Peggy and Angelica keep going to talk by themselves, John doesn't hang around with us as often anymore and he's with that Francis kid a lot.

Somethings going on, and I'm going to find out what.

We're in the arena and Alex is guiding Usnavi slowly around. Peggy is watching him like a hawk, along with mother hen Laf.

"John! Come in here." Alex calls, proceeding to inform him that it's his turn.

"Erm... no, thanks. I'm okay here." John replies, that's odd. He never normally gives up time to be around Alex. Actually the more that I think about it the stranger John has become.

I swear- if he did something.

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After the days activities we all start heading to the cafeteria, until I see John and Francis running into the woods by themselves.

"Hey guys, I'm gonna take a quick walk into the woods- it's been a while since I checked on the ducks down at the lake." I say, partly lying.

"Erm... okay. We'll meet you at the cafeteria." Laf replies, somehow believing that I needed to check on the ducks.

I turn back and run into the woods, slowing down when I catch a glimpse of John and Francis, so that I can sneak up on them.

As I approach it becomes abundantly clear that something's not right. They're extremely close together, Johns hand on Francis' hip. Oh no, not today Satan. I round the tree and can clearly see John and Francis heavily making out, quiet moans slipping out of their mouths when they break apart.

I stay silent, watching the scene escalate, John holds Francis' cheek as the other unzips his pants. John kicks his pants down to his ankles and is left only in his boxers. The longer I watch the more intense it gets, and just before John pulls down his boxers I step into their view, disgust clear on my face.

"You better go get your stuff, you won't be staying in the cabin anymore." I growl, not allowing my anger to boil over.

"No! Herc, please, this isn't what it looks like! It's not serious! I-"

"Not what it looks like? Laurens, it looks to me like you were about to do something that Alexander wouldn't like to hear about. How about I tell him? Hmm? How would that feel?" I chuckled humourlessly.

I turn around and both boys scramble to fix their appearances, John attempts to lay his hand on my shoulder, but I catch his wrist before it can make it.

"Get out, Laurens. Before I do something that I won't regret."