John B Routledge × Y/N Carrera 

(Y/N is Kiara's twin sister, AKA a made up character who only exists in this story)

Summary: When Y/N Carrera  tells her parents about the new kid she is having they are horrified. Y/N is kicked out of the house leaving her and John B on their own, but conflict strikes up when Y/N is working a shift, and runs into Rafe and Topper.

(2 days had passed since part 1)

I wiped off counters and tables quickly trying to pass time. My shift at the Beach club was almost over then I could finally go back to the chateau. 

"Can you refill table 3?" I looked up to see my manager handing me a pitcher of water. 

"Yeah, sure." I shrugged. I grabbed the pitcher and walked over to the table, I sighed when I saw Topper, Rafe, and Kelce. The 3 of them were getting lunch. 

"Hey, Y/N." Rafe smirked. 

"Hello, Rafe." I sighed. I reached for Kelce's water cup and fill it to the top again. I set it back down gently careful not to spill then I reached for another cup.

The Cameron's have always been close with my family. They were always very nice until me and Kie started to hang out with John B, JJ, and Pope. They became disapproving. Since the Cameron's were always so close to us I guess Rafe thought of himself as an older brother. I hated it, he always tried to taunt me whenever I was with the pouges.

"How have you been?" Topper asked me. I was honestly very surprised they were being so nice, but I knew something was up. 

"Uh.. good." I replied, furrowing my brows.

"Oh, nice." Kelce snickered. I nervously nodded in response. I reached for the last cup trying to quickly fill it up so I could get out of here. 

"Y/N, I have a question." Rafe said. I froze and waited for him to say something. 

"I don't wanna start any rumors or anything, but I heard John B got you pregnant. Is that true?" Topper said.

I froze and my face started to heat up, "N-no. Where did you hear that from?" 

Rafe grinned, "It doesn't matter where we heard it from. I just wanted to check from Y/N Carrera herself to see the truth. I mean, you would never lie to us, right?" 

I stayed frozen in pace, I was sure my face looked like a tomato. 

"Right, Y/N?" 

I glanced down at my watch and saw it was 2:00. I set down the last glass of water. 

"Right." I nodded. I scurried out of there so quickly. I rushed into the kitchen and set the pitcher of water, then let my manager know my shift was over and I was heading home. 

I walked out to the front of the restaurant and pulled out my phone. 

John B usually picked me up from work because I don't have a car.  I dialed John B's number and the phone rang. He picked up on the 2nd ring. 

"Hey, babe." He greeted. I sighed. 

"Hi. On your way?" 

"Yeah just give me like another 5 minutes. I'm sorry." 

"It's ok." 

There was a small silence on the line.

"I'll see you in a little." 

"See you."  I siad hanging up the phone. 

Like John B said, around 5 minutes passed and he drive up in the twinkie. I skipped over and opened the passenger door. 

"Hello, pretty boy."

"Hi, baby. How was work?" 

"The usual.. long, dull, boring." 

John B smiled at my remark. He tapped on the steering wheel as faint reggae music played on the radio. 

We drove for around 10 minutes until a horn started beeping repeatedly behind us. I glanced in the rear veiw mirrors. 

"Shit, it's Rafe." I exclaimed.

"Why?"

"I have no clue."  

Rafe drove his bike up beside the driver's window, "Hey pull that piece of shit over!" Rafe swerved his bike in front of the twinkie. 

John B slammed on the brakes and the 2 of us jolted back and forth. 

"Son of a bitch." John B muttered, he opened his car door but I stopped him.

"John B, let me handle him."  I opened my car door and stormed over to Rafe furiously. 

"Hello? Rafe! What the fuck are you doing? We could have run you over!"  I grabbed his wrist and pulled him over to the side of the road ans he took off his bike helmet. 

"I know you are fucking lying to me, Y/N!" 

"Are you high? What the hell are you even talking about?" I glanced over at the twinkie. John B was watching us nervously. He opened the car door and watched us. 

"I am trying to take care of you." Rafe yelled. 

I scoffed, "Rafe Cameron, you are not my brother and our family's are not that close anymore. You cannot control my life."

"Listen to me, if John B got you pregnant I'll kill him." 

A wave of anger rushed over me, "You can't fucking control me! Why do you care?" I shouted. 

"You're so stupid." Rafe mumbled. 

"Don't you dare, don't you dare!" 

I heard another bike pull up and it was Topper. He stopped next to John B. I glared at Rafe then walked over to Johm B and Topper. 

"What are you doing here? Come here to fight me again?" John B asked. 

Topper took off his helmet, "Yeah.. here we go, it's always the kooks fault. Isn't it? I hardly even touched you, man."

A memory popped up in my head. The last time John B and Topper fought. I sighed.

John B snickered. 

"Look, I'm not the one corrupting this girl from a prominent family, and involving her in a bad life. The past few days the 2 of you have been acting weird. I know something it up." 

"You have no idea what is going on, Topper!" I said. 

"Yeah? I know he fucking got you pregnant! You really wanna get her involved in shit like that." Topper shouted, very loudly. I shuttered at his voice. My face started to heat up again and I froze. Rafe jogged over to the 3 of us. 

"You think no one knows?" Rafe grins. 

"Worry about your own shit." John B said, pushing Rafe's chest.

"No, you listen to us. We know you don't care about her." Topper took a step closer to John B, "I can tell everyone in Kildare, and their never look at you 2 the same." 

"Can you please shut the fuck up for once?" I groaned. 

"Or what?" Rafe said. I glared at him, then glanced at John B. 

My eyes widened, "John B, no." I said. I knew what he was about to do, but he ignored me and punched Rafe right in the face. 

"Do you wanna start shit right now?" Topper yelled. I sighed. 

"Do I wanna start some shit?" John B chuckled. 

"Get out of here, Topper. Just go!" I shouted then turned to John B, "John B, don't even think about it." 

Rafe leapedd at John B, pulling him to the floor and punching him. Topper joined in too. 

"You fucking assholes!" I exclaimed then kicked Rafe with all my force. 

He got up off John B, "Why don't you fucking leave us to deal with this?" I put my hand firmly on his chest before he could take another step. 

"What are you gonna do, John B?" A voice yelled. It was Kelce. 

I took a deep breath.

Kelce pressed up to John B. I had had enough and swung my fist right for his face. 

Topper and Rafe got John B onto the floor again. The 3 of them all grouping together to hurt John B. 

I tried to pull them off John B, but Rafe got off him and pushed me against the twinkie then turned back to the fight. Topper had his forearm against John B's throat. 

"Y/N!" John B yelled. The 4 of them punched, kicked, and bickered back and forth. I had enough. 

"Everyone cut it out!" I screamed. The the boys looked up and pulled off John B. 

"Fucking cut it out. I'm done with you." I said to Rafe. He stared at me with anger. 

"All 3 of you! Get on your fucking bikes and go away." 

Topper stepped up to me inches away, "You're better than this, Y/N." He whispered. 

"Get on your fucking bike." I said again, standing my ground. The 3 boys put their helmets on, while John B and I watched them drive away.

"Gosh, they're annoying." John B said wrapping his arm over my shoulder. 

"Yeah, tell me about it."

I turned to John B and nodded towards the car. The 2 of us got in and John B started to drive back to the Chateau. 

"I'm so sorry." John B said breaking the silence. 

"Why?"

"I did this to you. I fucking screwed you for life. I mean, you got kicked out, your fucking pregnant and now this! I'm sorry." John B's voice shook. 

"It's ok. At least I have you, right?" I smiled. 

"Right." John B clutched onto my hand, but a frown still lingered on his face.

                                               ●○●○●

A couple hours later John B and I decided take our minds off things and hang out with the rest of the pouges. 

"That's what, the 3 story fall to the deck? I'll give you a 1 in 3 chance of survival."

I watched as John B stood on top of one of the new houses on figure 8. It was still getting built and designed. 

"Should I do it?"  John B asked and he took a swig of his beer.

"Yeah, you should jump."  JJ encouraged. 

"John B please be careful.  

"Oh yeah.. right, you can't jump or else Y/N will loose her baby daddy." 

John B whipped his head over, "Seriously, man? To early for jokes like that."

I sighed and leaned my head back.

"Oops, sorry." JJ gritted his teeth with a cheesy guilt smile.

"They are gonna have Japanese toilets with towel warmers." Kie said walk out to the deck from the inside of the house. 

"Of course they are."

"Yeah.. why wouldn't they? These are kooks were talking about."

"This used to be a turtle habitat, but who cares about the turtles, I guess?"

"Well, who would want cold towels?" JJ said sipping on his beer. He looked over at John B and spoke again, "Don't spill that beer! I'm not giving you another one." 

John B balanced on one foot on the edge of the roof, then of course he dropped his beer. 

"Smooth." Kie laughed.

"No!" John B groaned. 

"A-plus." Pope grinned. 

"Dumbass." I giggled.

"Hey!" A loud voice growled. 

I turned my head around, "Oh, shit. Security is here. Ladies and Gents.. it's time to exit!" I shout. 

"Wrap it up!" 

"Don't fall humpty-dumpty! We gotta roll." I told John B.

He nodded and got down form the roof. 

"Gary? Good to see ya, man!" JJ said giving the security gaurd a wave. 

"You're asking for it, JJ." Pope said.

We all ran for the twinkie, our escape vehicle. I almost slipped but John B grabbed my hand, "You ok?"

"Fine." I smiled. 

"Hey!!" Gary shouted. We sprinted for the twinkie, but the others got caught up with the 2 security gaurds. 

John B started the cat pulling it to the front of the house, "The bus is leaving!" John B called while repetitively honking the horn. 

"C'mon, guys!" 

The 3 dove into the car and John B drove off. I moved up to the front seat and sighed. 

Gary ran after the twinkie, trying his best. 

"Guys, check out Gary, gunnin' for a raise!" Pope exclaimed and we all chuckled. 

"Come on, Gary!"

"Wait, slow down.. " JJ said creeping over to the open door of the twinkie. 

"Hey! You little pricks!" Gary yelled chasing after the car. 

"We are gonna give him a heart attack." Kie jokingly warned.

I smiled and glanced over at John B who was driving this operation. He was glancing between JJ and Gary bickering back and forth and the road, until he caught me staring at him. 

"What?" 

"Nothing." I grinned. He held his hand out and I grabbed onto it. 

JJ threw his beer out of the window and Gary just barely caught it while he was still running. 

"They don't pay you enough, bro!" JJ shouted. 

"Definitely not enough." Pope snickered.

"JJ, stop!" Kie slapped his shoulder.

"Oh, come on! That sort of initiative is just begging to be punished." We all laughed and John B continued down the road  back to the cut, and that's when I saw the comforting sign.

A/N: making part 3