𝘼𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑

"We go in there, guns a blazin', make Ward Cameron beg for mercy, abscond with as much gold as possible and vámonos, get the hell out of there" JJ states as he loads his gun with bullets.

"Send that shit right down the Intracoastal" John B adds.

"Wait for the weather" Kiara grins.

"Exit to Cuba" Pope finishes.

"Cuba?" Makoa questions.

"No, man, Xcalak, Jewel of the Yucatan. Lobsters so thick, mangoes, and no word for money" JJ explains to us.

"Let's do this shit" John B states, speeding up.

I lay my head on Kiara's shoulder with a smile on my face and she hums happily, running her fingers through my blonde waves.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" She murmurs to me while the boys talk about nonsense like fishing and mangoes.

"If you're in, then I'm in" I tell her.

"We don't have to" She assures me.

"I want to" I mumble comfortably, letting my eyes flutter shut when she messages my scalp "This is where I belong"

"Hell, yeah" Kiara chuckles, kissing my temple.

The van comes to an abrupt stop and we all hop out.

"What's the plan? Broad strokes" Kiara asks as we run over to the metal fence.

"I don't think we got that far" John B admits.

"They're loading up the gold" Pope tells us, looking through his binoculars.

John B snatches them from Pope and looks through them himself.

"There's Ward" John B perks up.

John B lowers the binoculars with the look of shock on his face and we all wait for him to tell us what's wrong.

"What?" Kiara snaps impatiently.

"It's Sarah" John B breathes out.

"Sarah?" I repeat in concern.

"She's with him?" Pope asks in confusion.

John B lifts the binoculars up again and I look onto the airstrip, desperately trying to find what he's looking at.

"Wait a minute" John B says "He's hurting her"

"What?" Kiara, JJ and I say in unison, worry clear in our voices.

"John, what the fuck is happening?" I demand to know, worried about my best friend.

"They're fighting" John B elaborates "Holy shit"

He passes Kiara the binoculars and runs back to the van, so I take them from her to look for myself.

"Wait, so she- What? I had no-" JJ stutters in confusion and I watch as Ward forces Sarah into the plane as she kicks in protest.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Pope yells and I turn to see John B in the driver seat of the van.

"John B! Where are you going?!" Kiara shrieks.

"Hey! Hey!" We all scream at him but he starts up the van.

"Hold on!" JJ shouts as John B drives the van towards the fence.

"Dude, stop!" Kiara yells as she yanks me out the way of the van.

"Don't be a hero, dude!" JJ hollers as the van hits the fence.

"John!" I scream.

"JB, what the hell?!" Makoa calls out.

"What are you doing, man?!" JJ barks as we all run through the hole in the fencing.

"John B!" Kiara shouts.

"Be careful, John!" I holler.

"Hey! Hey!" Pope groans.

I watch in shock as John B swerves onto the runway, chasing the plane as it drives down the airstrip. He gains on the plane quickly and stays beside it for a minute.

Suddenly he speeds up until he's way in front before braking and turning to the side. The plane heads right for the van and my heart slams against my chest in worry. Makoa covers my eyes with his hands and Kiara grabs my hand with a cry of worry.

The sound of the plane's engine suddenly shuts down and I slap Makoa's hand away, relaxing when I see that the van is in one piece.

"Sarah!" I hear John B scream and I sigh in relief, knowing he's alive and she's okay.

Police sirens abruptly blare through the air and I look at the Pogues in worry, Kiara's grip on my hand tightening to let me know that she's worried too.

"Guys, I can't get arrested" Pope states.

"I'm on probation" JJ adds.

"Look, we're no good if we're all in jail" Kiara speaks truthfully and I nod in agreement, glancing once more to John B who holds my best friend in his arms.

"He'll look after her?" I murmur questioningly to myself.

"He will, sunshine" Kiara assures me, tugging me away from the fence to follow the boys.

The five of us run as fast as our legs can take us, my thighs starting to ache as they push me faster to keep up with the boys' fast pace.

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The Pogues and I sit under a shelter in the cut as we wait for news of John B and I can't take my thoughts off of the well being of Sarah. I sit on an old sofa with my knees pulled to my chest, worry seeping from my bones as Kiara rubs my back.

The sound of a plane's engine whirring above makes us all jump to our feet and run out from under the shelter, looking up to the sky. Ward Cameron's plane flies over us and disappears into the clouds as we all watch it in disbelief.

"There goes the gold" Pope states.

"Sarah" I mumbles under my breath in fear.

"Shit!" JJ curses, kicking a plastic chair which breaks on impact.

"Fuck!" I hear Pope scream and I spin around to see him throw something in anger which makes my eyes widen in surprise at his unusual outburst, something that there seems to be a lot of recently.

"Pope!" Kiara snaps.

"Goddamn it!" The raven haired boy yells, grabbing a baseball bat and smashing up everything in sight.

"Shit! Fuck! Damn it!" He continues to scream and Kiara grabs my arm, pulling me out of Pope's path of destruction.

Kiara and I share a worried look, both of us showing extreme concern for the usually calm and collected boy.

"Pope!" Kiara shouts as the boy picks up a large metal trash can, throwing it across the shelter.

"Pope, stop it!" I add as he sits down, hyperventilating.

"Calm down, man" Makoa tells him, placing a hand on his shoulder and sitting down next to him.

The boy breathes shakily as he cries and I frown deeply, completely understanding why he's as angry as he is. Pope skipped out on an interview that could've have secured him a really great future just to get the gold and now it's gone.

"I was wondering when this was gonna happen" JJ announces, leaving our side to walk towards Pope.

"Here you go, chief" The blonde says, offering the Heyward boy his juul "A little weed never hurt no one"

"JJ" Kiara speaks up.

"Relax, Kie" JJ tells her.

"You know he doesn't smoke" Kiara argues as Pope takes the juul.

"Well, maybe not until today" The blonde boy retorts, sitting down on the other side of Pope.

"Pope" I frown and he glances at me with a broken expression that breaks my heart.

"Yeah, what is that gonna help?" Kiara spits, gesturing to the juul.

"I lost my scholarship. Walked out in the middle of the interview. Every- It's gone. It's not gonna happen" Pope explains.

"You did that for us?" Kiara asks in surprise.

"No, not for us. For nothing" Pope sneers, standing up to face Kiara.

"I'm here for you, Pope" JJ says, standing up to put his arm around Pope's shoulders and pat the boy's chest "Welcome to my world, okay?"

"JJ-" Kiara huffs.

"What, Kie? He's right!" JJ snaps at the girl "It doesn't matter anymore"

"That doesn't mean you should just give up" I retort and he rolls his eyes.

I watch in surprise as Pope brings the juul to his lips and Makoa stands up, coming to stand by Kiara and I.

"You don't have to do that" Kiara groans, but it's too late.

"What do you care?" Pope scoffs, blowing out smoke.

"We all care, Pope" I argue.

Pope's eyes suddenly widen and I turn to see what he's looking at. My eyes widen in surprise when I see John B stood at the side of the shelter.

"Dude! Dude, you good?!" JJ hollers as we run at him.

"Oh, my God! John B!" Kiara shrieks.

"Jesus Christ, JB! You scared me, man!" Makoa huffs.

"Are you okay, John?" I ask in concern "Where is Sarah?"

"Is this yours?" JJ asks, referring to the blood that is staining John B's hands.

"Whose blood is that?" Kiara asks in a frightened tone.

John B doesn't answer any questions, nor does he speak at all and it starts to frighten us all.

"Hey, you okay, man?" JJ asks in concern.

"John B, please tell me that is not Sarah's blood" I plead desperately, grabbing his shoulder.

Before he can answer, a police siren is heard nearby and we all duck for cover.