𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐀𝐓 / / 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊

CHAPTER 17

Stella wasn't sure how long she had been walking for, but it had felt like hours as she stormed around the island with her arms folded across her chest. Her index finger continued to anxiously twist a piece of blonde hair over and over again. She had no idea what she was looking for, or what she was going to gain other than releasing some of her anger by stamping her feet against the pavement. Barry couldn't help in this one, he wasn't JJ's legal guardian, nor where any of the boys. For once, her brother and his crew couldn't do shit, and it was those guys who she normally relied on for back up. Despite what Jez had said to try and coax her back home, they where pretty useless in this situation.

As for the Pogue's, Pope was in too much shock and plus would be explaining to his dad what had actually gone down and Kiara, god, as much as Stella loved her, wouldn't be doing anything else other than freaking out and the Swayer girl did not need that right now. Oh, but where was John B? Stella wished she fucking knew, the guy had been AWOL for a full 24 hours, when they needed him the most. He would be the best person to have on hand with this situation, he could probably talk her down.

"Hey, baby!"

Ugh, Stella hadn't realised that she had turned down this street. She stopped at the call and turned to face the approaching surfer briefly before she began to walk away. "Not now, Bohdi."

"Whoa, hold up." He grabbed her arm gently and Stella harshly pulled away. "Hey, calm down—"

"Do not tell me to calm down!" She bit.

"Hang on, firecracker." Bohdi tugged her towards him once more and she spun around to face him with a face like thunder. "Tell me what's going on, maybe I can help?"

"Not unless you've got a time machine or somethin'." She said grumpily, refusing to look at him as he tried to coax her round.

"That bad?" He raised his brows. "Talk to me, babe. What's gone on?"

She bit her lip, gripping at her elbows as though the actions would held ground her. She debated whether or not to tell him, toyed with in it her mind for a moment before she let out a frustrated sigh. "JJ's been arrested for somethin' he didn't do and I can't do shit about it."

"Maybank?" Bohdi was well aware of the strange relationship she had with the boy, everyone on the island was. He thought it odd, the connection they had. It was a bond that he knew he'd never be able to create with her, but accepted it none the less. If Bohdi was honest with himself, he knew he could never replace JJ Maybank in her life, it was impossible for anyone to take his place. He wasn't blind either, he knew that Stella loved JJ, but that wouldn't stop Bohdi from trying to sway the girls mind. With that being said, Bohdi Moore was a good guy, he wasn't a sabotager, he actually liked the kid! More importantly, he knew how much Stella liked him too and that was what was important. "What the hell he do?"

"Nothing!" She exclaimed. "Look, Bohdi, it's complicated. I really don't have time to talk about him."

"No, tell me Stella, 'coz if he's done something dangerous I ain't letting you go strutting off to find him." He said sternly. "No matter how much you like to think you can handle yourself."

"Jesus Christ Bohdi, he's not a murderer! My god." She ran both her hands over her face. "Pope got jumped by Topper, Rafe and Kelce, so he went and sank Topper's boat. Cops found out, came to arrest Pope and JJ took the god damn blame."

"Holy shit," Bohdi's face turned to a picture of shock combined with amazement. "Fuck, talk about loyalty."

"Well loyalty is gonna get him into so much shit." She pushed a hand through her blonde locks, turning to the surfer and sighing once more. "Look, I'm sorry for being a bitch, Bohdi, but I really need to go and try and fix this somehow."