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"Alright," John B sighs, stopping the Twinkie outside the Hawk's Nest before sliding the keys out and I quickly swing the door open, all of us ready to jump out.
"Let's go!" JJ claps, climbing out, "We're going. Lil' recon mission."
"Yo, uh, so, uh," John B turns to us and we all stop, raising an eyebrow at him, "I think I'm gonna do this one by myself."
Pope, JJ and I fall back into our seats again in a huff, and I stare at my brother in bewilderment.
"Really?" JJ tilts his head, taking off his hat and messing with it.
"What?"
"Nothing, brother." JJ shrugs.
"I don't want to spook Sarah with the peanut gallery," John B attempts to explain.
I straighten up and JJ taps my thigh, stopping me from doing anything dumb. I glare at him before looking at my brother again, "I just don't understand why we're involving her, out of all people."
"Ava," John B throws his head back, "we're not involving her, okay?"
I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees, "Bullshit." I spit slowly.
"It'sโ it's just, uh, like aโ a business meeting. Look, once we get what we need we cut her loose, alright?" He hums, "Plus, we need the map."
"Promise me nothing's happening between you," Kie says, her eyes following John B while he nervously messes with his hair.
I sit back again, lazily resting my head on JJ's shoulder while watching the two exchange hard glares.
"Nothing is happening, Kie." He insist.
"I'm being serious!" Kie snaps.
"Okay! So am I!"
"This isn't about you and this isn't about us. This about her." Kie sighs, sagging her shoulders, "Dude, she's gonna get inside your head. Just promise me nothing's happening between you guys."
John B nods, "I promise."
"That was really believable," JJ sniggers and I shove my shoulder into his, chuckling along with him.
"A hundred percent believable." Pope agrees from opposite us.
"Anyways, um. . . I'm gonna take care of business," He scratches the back of his neck before reaching for the door handle.
JJ points at him, "You're gon' take care of it alright."
"And we'll just sit here," I mutter, "In a sweaty gross ass van. While it's thunder and lightning outside. No biggie."
He climbs out before slamming the door shut loudly behind him, leaving us all in silence for a few minutes.
"Kiara, Ava. . ."Pope breaks the long silence, ". . .holding onto your grudge is like drinking poison and thinking Sarah will die."
"Exactly," JJ nods.
I lift my head off his shoulder, raising an eyebrow at the two boys, "So you guys don't have a grudge against Rafe? You are completely and utterly fine with him?"
JJ clicks his tongue, thinking for a second, "Different thing."
"Hm, is it really though becauseโ" I get cut off when he places his hat on my head to shut me up.
"Different thing." He repeats, tapping the beak of it.
"Whatever you say, big guy." I reposition the cap on my head so my hair doesn't look so scruffy underneath, "I'm keeping the hat, by the way."
"No, no, no, you're not. That's my favourite hat!" He reaches for it but I back away, smirking while Pope laughs at us, "Ava, I swear to God, man. Give me the-"
"Wait, do you guys hear that? Sh." Kie holds up a hand, causing everyone to pause and listen out for any noise.
"Please, somebody help!" A distant yell.
"Shit, shit, shit," I scramble from my sitting position and jump out of the Twinkie, sprinting in front of everyone else to the Hawk's Nest.
I strain my eyes through the dark while I sprint along the gravel path, noticing Sarah on the floor cradling someone in her arms. I finally reach them and drop beside her, noticing John B's bruised body and his broken arm. My eyes reach his screwed up face, his breathing getting slow.
Immediately, tears start to stream down my cheeks while Sarah backs away slightly, letting me look over my brother more but still holds his hand, begging for him to be okay.
"JB?" I sniff, my hand resting gently on his shoulder.
JJ kneels beside me, one of his hand resting on my back, "Sarah, what the fuck happened?"
"I don't know what to do." She cries, "He needs help. Topper shoved him."
"Where the hell is he?" JJ shoots up, his head whipping around in different directions to find the Kook responsible.
"Please, please, please help him," I cry while John B's eyes start to drift closed, "Fuck, no. John? Please."
"Go get help! Go!" JJ pushes Pope away, pointing over to the exit and he sprints as fast as he can, everyone's yells giving him the motivation to keep going.
"Pope, hurry!" Kie screams.
I let out a strangled yell as I rest my head on his chest, one of my hands locked in his.
"Ava," JJ sits beside me, pulling me into his chest, his fingers gently rubbing my hair, "It's okay, sh. He's gonna be fine. I've got you."
"He can'tโ" I cough, "He can't die."
"No, no," He shakes his head, pecking a kiss on the top of my head, "He won't. I promise. It's okay."
I turn my head to Sarah, watching as she presses a long kiss onto my brothers lips. My mouth drops more and I look up at Kie, seeing her with the exact same reaction. Liar. JJ grabs my cheek and turns my head away again, letting me soak his dirty t-shirt with my tears. My hands start to shake as I think of all the horrible possibilities.
"Breath, Ava," He whispers, resting his head on top of mine, sensing that I'm about to have a panic attack, "Help is coming. He'll be fine."
"He's the only one I have left." I sob, clutching his top in my fists.
JJ sniffs and lifts his head, "POPE! COME ON!"
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I stumble into the Chateau, rubbing my eyes and trying to stop the tears. I grab something random off the dresser and throw it angrily at the wall, causing it to smash, the debris covering the floor.
"Avaโ stop. Ava." JJ quickly follows behind me, catching me before I collapse to the floor, "Calm down. He's okay. He's in the hospital right now."
We both slide to the floor against the wall, not wanting to leave each other's touch. I glance up at him, "He might not wake up, J."
JJ sighs, shaking his head gently before resting his forehead against mine, "He will. It's John B."
"I can't loseโ"
He cups my hands in his, resting them on his lap, "Ava, shush. You won't lose him."
"Heโ heโ"
He stands up, pulling me with him and wrapping an arm around my waist to stop me from falling again, "Try not to think about it, A. You need sleep."
"I want to go see him," I whisper while he leads me into my bedroom.
He gently places me on the end of the bed, "The others are there but he's in surgery at the moment, but I promise we can see him first thing tomorrow morning. But right now, you need sleep."
I try to shake my head, but instead a yawn comes out, "Fuck."
"See?" He smiles, kneeling down in front of me, "Do you mind if I change you?"
"No." I mumble, reaching up and taking his hat off my head before holding it out for him, "Do you want this back?"
He grabs my hand, pushing it back into my chest, before standing up again, gripping the bottom of my tank top, "Keep it. Suits you more than me. Put your arms up."
I sniff, doing as he says and he slips the top over my head before placing it on the floor with the rest of my clothes.
"What do you sleep in?" He asks, glancing around for some sort of pjs.
"My undies." I shrug, wiping my eyes and throwing his hat onto the floor, knowing it'll be easy for me to find it later.
He smirks, sitting in front of me again, "Really? That's all you sleep in?"
"Most nights." I peer up at him, "Whats wrong with that?"
"Oh, nothing." He laughs, undoing the buttons of my shorts.
"Do you sleep with pyjamas on?" I question, running my hand through my hair and watching him carefully as his soft fingers brush past my stomach, causing butterflies to develop.
"Depends." He pulls my shorts down my legs, letting them drop to the floor and he leaves them there before standing up, his eyes going up and down my body, "Fuckin' hell your beautiful."
"Before you suggest it," I crawl up onto my bed properly and scurry under the overs, "we aren't having sex right now. As you said, I need sleep."
He holds his hands up in a surrender, "I wasn't going to suggest it."
Another tear escapes my the corner of my eye and I quickly wipe it away, biting my lip as I pat the free space beside me, "Come here."
"Are you sure? I don't wanna ruin your sleep." He bites the inside of his cheek, glancing between me and the entrancing spot on the bed.
I tilt my head at him, "If anything, you'll make it better."
He sighs before kicking his shoes off and getting in beside me, "Before you suggest it, I'm not sleeping fully naked. I don't want you to be uncomfortable."
I turn onto my side to have a better view of him and he does the same, "You aren't sleeping in your dirty clothes. Just sleep in your boxers."
"You really are desperate to see me without any clothes on aren't you, Blondie?"
I raise an eyebrow at the name, "Blondie? That's new."
He shrugs, sitting up to pull his shirt off, "Don't ask. Just suits you, and you've got blonde hair."
I chuckle as he falls back down again, resting his head on my pillow, "Do I get to make a better nickname up for you?"
"Go ahead." He stares up at the ceiling, one of his hands moving up behind his head and the other sitting on the curve of my waist.
"I've got a few in my mind," I say mischievously, tapping my temple, "I'll keep for them when they're needed."
He rolls his eyes, "You don't have any ideas, do you?"
I gently smack his chest, before just letting my hand stay there, "I do, you'll see."
"Just don't call me then during sex, please. I prefer you to use my name." He averts his gaze down to me and stares intensely.
"Okay, calm down, Massimo."
"That a new nickname for me?" He bites his lip.
"He's from a movie," I laugh, "So, no, that's not a new nickname."
"What kind of movie?"
"A mafia one," I smirk, "There's a lot of sex in it. Like a worrying amount, actually. You'd love it."
Heurses his lips, smirking slightly, "Maybe we can watch it when we go on our surfing trip around the world. Could really get us in the mood."
"I don't think we'd need a movie for that. You're constantly in the mood," I bite my lip, coming back to reality, "I feel bad."
"Why?"
"Because my brother is in hospital right now and we're, well, in bed together talking about our surf trip and sex," I force a smile.
He shakes his head, chuckling softly, pulling my head up onto his chest, resting one of his hands in my hair while I draw circles on his tanned abs.
"Ava, you need sleep and don't feel bad for having it. We'll see him in the morning." He raises his head for a second to peck a kiss on my forehead and I slowly start to drift off to sleep.
"I love you, Ava." He whispers before yawning, presumably going to sleep.
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my brother has covid so my christmas is ruined ๐คช๐ญ but i hope y'all have a great day
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