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𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

"It's not there. Look, just- just pull the drone up" John B sighs.

I share a frown with Kiara and she wraps her arm around me.

"Look, we can do another pass. Recharge the battery. We can- we can go back down" Pope says as John B walks off to the back of the boat, letting my hand drop to my side.

"We've done it three times. There's nothing there!" JJ snaps.

"Shut up!" Kiara tells at him angrily.

"What? It's true!" JJ retorts.

"The gold could be buried. We don't know!" Kiara argues.

"If it was there, it would have been found on the metal detector, okay?!" John B barks in frustration.

"Somebody beat us to it" He adds.

"Or it was never there" JJ mutters.

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As I lay on my bed, listening to some music and feeling bummed out about not finding the gold, I hear the front door slam. I sit up and look at the crack in my door to see Sarah pass by, John B right behind her.

why the hell is Johnny with her?

I pull myself off my bed and poke my head out my room to see the door for my father's study closing. I tiptoe down the hall and gently press my ear against the door.

"Wait, is that rubbing alcohol?" I hear John B ask.

"Yes. It's the only way to be safe" Sarah answers "Okay, close your eyes"

"On the count of three" She adds "Ready? One, two-"

A pained scream comes from John B and I push open the door in alarm. I see them both sat on the sofa, John B's shirt is up and his face is scrunched up in pain while Sarah is cleaning a wound on his side. They both look up at me in fright and I frown in confusion.

"Johnny, what are you doing here?" I ask.

"I'll explain later, okay?" He assures me and I frown deeper.

"Barbie, I need to talk to you" I declare and she looks at me in surprise.

"I- Uh, okay" She nods, getting up.

I drag her out the room and slam the door closed behind me.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I snap.

"I'm helping. He's hurt" She answers and I roll my eyes.

"I see that, but you know that's not what I mean" I retort.

"I really don't know what you're talking about, brat" She sighs.

"You like him, don't you?" I ask, hoping she tells me in insane.

"Sylvie" She sighs and I shake my head, taking a step back from her.

"No, you can't like him. Sarah, please! Not Johnny, anyone but the Pogues" I plead, fear eating away at my brain "You can't take them from me"

"I'm not trying to take them from you" She scoffs.

"Then stay away from him. Leave him alone" I demand.

"That's not your decision to make, brat" She retorts.

"Will you stop ruining my life!" I yell at her.

"What is wrong with you?!" She shrieks.

Her words hit me like a train and I stumble back, my eyes pricking with tears.

"I don't know" I breathe out before taking off down the hall.

I sprint out of the house and slow down into a walking pace as I walk through Figure Eight. I wrap my arms around myself and curse myself for once again not pulling a shirt over my black bikini top.

Due to the fact I'm watching my feet instead of what's in front of me, I slam into someone and I groan in pain, stumbling back.

"Watch where you're going" A deep voice spits and I look up to see Joshua.

His eyes widen when he sees me and my mouth almost drops open at the sight in front of me. He's in a state worse than my own with a black eye, a broken nose, a cut above his eyebrow and a split lip.

"You! You did this to me, you little bitch!" He shouts in accusation and I look at him is disbelief.

"Like hell I did!" I retort.

"You got your friend to jump me because I hurt your stupid feelings!" He barks angrily.

"No, I didn't. But I wish I had" I tell him truthfully.

"If it wasn't you then who was it?" He scoffs.

"What'd they look like?" I ask curiously.

"All I seen was blonde hair and blue eyes before I was unconscious" He growls out and my heart drops.

JJ

"I have no clue, but bad luck finding them, asshole" I state.

"Go to hell, bitch!" He snaps.

"Oh, honey. Where'd you think I came from?" I quip, pushing past him.

I reach the country club and lean against a tree, sliding down it to sit in the shade. My hands shake violently and my breathing becomes shaky.

'I don't care, runt! I've warned you not to talk back to me, and what do you do?! You talk back!'

I claw at my arms and let out a whimper as I watch the world rapidly spin in circles.

'What is wrong with you?!'

My vision blurs and my throat closes up, causing me to gasp for air.

'Go to hell, bitch!'

I tightly grab the roots of my hair and tug on them as tears roll down my face. I start to hyperventilate and I squeeze my eyes closed, hoping that the ground will swallow me up.

"Sylvie? Jesus Christ, Sylvie!" I hear a muffled voice and I open my eyes to see Topper crouched down in front of me "Hey, speak to me. What's happening?"

"P-Panic attack" I stutter.

"How do you stop it?" He asks with wide eyes.

"I can't. I don't know how!" I cry out.

He grabs my face and makes me look at him.

"Tell me what to do, Sylvie" He demands.

"Take me home" I whimper.

"Your house?" He asks in confusion and I shake my head frantically, grabbing his arm.

"No, take me to JJ" I breathe out "I need JJ"

"Okay, get up" He huffs, pulling me to my feet.

He helps me to his car and puts me in the passenger seat before jumping into the driver seat himself. The engine roars to life and Topper takes off with a huge amount of speed.

Before I can even stop myself from doing it, a cry rips through my throat and I start scratching my arm, trying my best to ground myself.

"Holy shit" Topper curses "We're almost there, Sylvie"

The car abruptly screeches to a halt and Topper practically throws himself out the car. I bring my shaky hands up to my face and a sob leaves my lips when I see the blood on them from my arms.

The passenger door is yanked open and I turn my head to see a wild looking JJ Maybank.

"Angel" He sighs, grabbing my wrists with sadness swimming in his eyes.

My breathing picks up once again and I pant, taking in quick shallow breaths. With panic in my eyes, I look up at JJ and he curses under his breath. Without another thought, he grabs my face in both hands and smashes his lips onto mine.

Every single bad thought, scratch that, every single thought at all flies out of my mind and I melt into his touch. My erratic heart rate slows and my hands stop shaking, my body calming down completely.

He pulls away and leans his forehead on my own, his thumb rubbing my cheek gently.

"Better?" He smiles weakly.

"Better" I croak, looking at him in awe.

He lifts me out the car bridal style and I notice Topper standing a foot away from the car, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. As we pass, I grab his arm and JJ stops as the blonde Kook looks at me.

"Thank you, Topper" I say in a raspy tone.

"It's whatever" He shrugs.

"Don't worry. I still hate you, Thornton" I assure him with a weak smile and he chuckles, looking down at the ground before looking back up at me.

"I'm glad. The feeling is mutual, Cameron" He replies.

I mockingly salute him and he shakes his head, walking to his car. JJ carries me into his house and I look around, taking note of the mess I'm sure his father made.

We enter the bathroom and the blonde places me down on the counter. He opens a cabinet and pulls out a small box, putting it down next to me.

I watch in silence as he wets a cloth before washing the blood off my hands and arms. He opens the box to reveal medical supplies and pulls out antiseptic wipes, using them to clean my scratched arms.

"It's just a couple scratches so you should let them breathe. You're lucky" He speaks up for the first time since entering the house.

"Lucky" I scoff, looking down at my arms.

"Hey, look at me" JJ snaps, lifting my chin up so I'm looking at him.

I notice the unshed tears forming in his eyes and my heart aches at the sight.

"What's wrong?" I question in concern, cupping his face in my hands.

"You don't understand how much I care about you, do you? It physically pains me to see you like that, all bloody and crying" He explains and my bottom lip trembles "Do you know how worried I felt when Topper fucking Thornton showed up at my door yelling about how you were having a panic attack?"

"I don't mean to scare you, JJ" I whimper.

"I know, angel. I know" He sighs, pulling me into a hug "I'm just scared that you're gonna leave me"

"I'd never leave you" I mumble, hugging him tightly "I love you too much"

"I'm glad, because I love you too much" He whispers, kissing my head.