17| MATCHING LIGHTERS
"It's not like I expected a happy ending or some shit." John B huffed, tossing his brace aside.
"John B-" Kie began.
"What, Kie?" he asked in annoyance. "It's a hairline fracture. Who cares?"
"Ugh, do you have any clue how fractures work?" Joey rolled her eyes his way. "You're hands gonna never be the same because you keep yanking it off. Dumbass."
"It's fine. See." he held it up.
"Guys!" Pope yelled, running down the docks to get to the four. "Guys! Oh! Oh! Oh, God. I ran all the way here."
"Gross." Joey cringed. "You need a shower then."
"How was the interview, Pope?" JJ looked his way.
"Don't ask." he said between trying to catch his breath. "JB...Look, i'm sorry, dude. About everything."
"It's fine." John B waved him off in the slightest.
"But-but I don't have a lot of time, and-and I have information that is tactically relevant." Pope explained, making them all look and wait for him to go on. "So, before I had my interview, my dad said he was going down to the private airstrip to cut palms for Cameron's big plane. Because it was too heavy, it needed a longer landing strip to take off. So, i'm there sitting in my interview, thinking to myself, 'Hm. Why would Cameron need a longer airstrip to take off?' What could be so heavy to weight it down?"
"Gold." JJ looked back as Pope did a dance.
"Pope, my genius boy." Joey shot up, picking him up with a cheer.
"Guys, this is our chance, but it leaves tonight, and we have to go." he spoke quickly with a violent nod of his head, Joey set him down.
"Guys we can't give up now." Kie stood up quickly.
"What's the plan big man?" JJ looked toward John B, making Joey do the same.
"We're gonna steal that shit back." John B confirmed.
"Yes!" Joey cheered. "Gonna steal that shit back so good!"
Joey leaned on the fence as John B looked through the binoculars, slowly lowering them with a look of fear across his face. Kie shook her head. "What?"
"It's Sarah." he confirmed.
"She's with him?" Pope looked over in disbelief.
"Wait a minute." John B looked through the binoculars again. "Wait, he's hurting her."
"What?" Joey asked, squinting to try and see closer.
"They're fighting." he confirmed, Kie took the binoculars.
"Holy shit!" John B ran off quickly
"Hey! What are you doing?" Pope called as the twinkie started up.
"John B. Where are you going?" Kie turned back to him with an odd look.
"John B!" Joey called as he started to drive forward, her and Kie backing up as he crashed through the fence, ignoring them. "Maniac!"
They all yelled to try and get him to come back, but he was far from gone, speeding to drive beside the plane. Joey squeezed her eyes shut as he swerved infront of it, the Twinkie screeching loudly.
"He made it!" JJ tapped Joey quickly. She opened her eyes, seeing the plane only a few feet away from hitting the van.
The sound of sirens echoed in the distance slightly, Pope looked over first. "Guys, I can't get arrested."
"I'm on probation." JJ agreed.
"We can regroup." Joey nodded her head.
"Joeys rights. We're no good if we're all in jail." Kie agreed, leading the group as they all hurried through the woods together, getting as far away from the scene as they could.
Popes meltdown took Joey off guard, gapping as she watched him destroy everything around the little werehouse they made it to before the plane flew above their heads. Kie tried to call out to him, being ignored. He took painful, ragged breaths as he took a seat.
Joey hesitate, seeing the sweat on him, but walking over and sat next to him. "Feels better to do that, doesn't it?"
"I was wondering when this was gonna happen." JJ agreed, sitting on his other side, holding out a little joint. "Here you go, chief. A little weed never hurt no one."
"JJ." Kie looked in minor disbelief. "You know he doesn't smoke."
Pope took it, Joeys eyebrows shot up, looking past Pope to meet JJ's eye. Joey exhaled. "I do not support any type of drug use, mainly because it can mess with your head and kill your lungs, but one time won't be so bad."
"She's got the spirit." JJ agreed, watching Joey light with the lighter in her hand. He noticed the similarities. "You stole my lighter?"
Joey gave a stupid look. "This is my lighter."
He took it from her hands, looking at the M engraved on the side. "No, this one's mine. Look, M for Maybank."
"No, M for Mariana, my middle name." Joey took it from him. "My mom gave it to me when I was little."
"Okay well-" JJ started, stopping as he felt the lighter in his pocket. "Oh, there it is."
Joey held her lighter out, JJ doing the same as their hands sat side by side. The M on the black lighters engraved on opposite sides, but the same. Joey looked in confused, meeting his eye.
"I lost my scholarship. Walked out in the middle of the interview." Pope nearly cried as he spoke. "Every-it's gone. It's not gonna happen."
"Pope." Joey frowned, putting an arm around him.
"You did that for us?" Kie looked down at him softly.
"No. Not for us." he said back bitterly, standing to his feet. "For nothing."
"I'm here for you, Pope." JJ put his arms around him, patting his chest. "Welcome to my world, okay?"
"JJ-" Kie began.
"What, Kie? He's right. It doesn't matter anymore." the blonde argued with her in the slightest.
Pope took an inhale of the joint as Kie sighed. "You don't have to do that."
He blew smoke, looking over at her. "What do you care?"
Joey gasp in a panic when she saw someone circle the side, taken back by the sight of John B. "John B!"
"Dude! Dude, you good!" JJ ran close after Joey.
She grabbed his arms. "Is this your blo-"
She stopped, staring at it as it now coated her hands.
"John B, are you okay?" Kie asked in worry at how he was stood, staring in shock. The sirens got close, Pope grabbed Joey to pull her into the warehouse more with the rest of them, she stared to try to rub the blood off, her breathing shook as she did so.
"Joey." Pope asked in a whisper. "Hey, are you okay?"
"I have- I bite my fingers. Open wounds." she continued to panic on, trying to rid the blood John B got on her. "It's fine. It's fine. It's fine."
"We gotta get out of here." JJ spoke up quickly, he could tell Joey was trying really hard not to panic right now with the way John B was. "We'll find some water to clean you both up."
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kylie speaks
i know this is really short
but i wanted to end it on joey
kinda panicking bc next chapter shows how she calms down some with the help of a certain someone being there for her...not at all bc he somehow knows where she is at all times bc he's a lil creepy but it's okay.
DO YOU LIKE THE NEW
COVER? I WAS REALLY
HAPPY WITH IT!
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