family. | outer banks x oc

scooter grubbs

I barley notice Shoupe come up to the window. My heart was beating so fast I couldn't hear anything else.

When I noticed his pair of eyes peering out the window, it almost gave me a heart attack.

I could tell Jj was scared too since he gripped my waist tighter. It made me feel an extra level of safety having his arms wrapped around me. Stop Alessia. Get those thoughts out of your head, Jesus christ.

"Well that was fun." Jj chuckles when we get back on the boat, after what seemed like forever. "Could've warned us sooner."

"We would have, except Pope was on the math team." Kie informs him.

I continue to sit in silence while Jj lays next to me.

"You were on the math team?" John B

Pope ignores them when he starts talking about the motel. "The cops took everything like it was a crime scene. Did you guys find anything?"

While Pope was talking Jj began to sit up. "Did we find anything? No, I don't think so. Oh, yeah, we did."

As he says the last bit he pulls a gun and a huge stack of cash out of his pockets.

I groaned, already aware of the gun, and even more annoyed that he stole money too.

"What the hell?" Pope whispers in an angry tone.
"Dude, what?" Kiara adds.

John B watches the scene unfold with a huge smirk on his face.

God, why am I friends with them?

"It's better than the cops having it." Jj says, trying to convince him that what he did was a good idea. Though, we all knew it was a bad idea. Except maybe John B, of course.

"I'm gonna lose my merit scholarship." Pope states. I could tell the boy was nervous and when Jj put the gun up to his face, trying to tell him it will be alright, I knew Pope would have a whole ass panic attack.

"At least you have us, right?" Jj jokes.

"I'm living the nightmare."
Pope, Jj, Kie, John B, and I all went back to the main part of the island. When we got there, I thought we were already caught. There were cop cars everywhere.

Key word: thought.

I was wrong.

A body was being wheeled out from a small fishing boat that a few men owned.

"Scooter?Scooter? Oh, God!" A familiar woman cried. I'm almost positive she goes by the name Lana Grubbs.

My father and I have invited the Grubbs' over for dinner a few times. I'm pretty sure my dad works with Scooter. I wouldn't know, though. My dad is pretty secretive when it comes to his job. Not sure why, all he does is fish.

"Who's that?" John B asks.

Some blonde girl answered beside him, "It's Scooter Grubbs. He was out during the storm. Check out this pic I got. Dead body."

Pope, Kie, and Jj all seem pretty interested in the photo. I wasn't. I knew the guy. I felt bad for Lana.

"What kind of boat did he have?" Jj asks

"Somehow, that dirtbag copped a brand-new Grady-White. Everyone's out looking for it."

My friends and I all look at eachother, as if we just saw a ghost.

"Holy shit." I mumble.

a/n
sorry this chapter is kinda short.  sorry about the small amount of posting. i have been super busy lately.

ps: if i ever accidentally say the name georgia instead of alessia or leia please tell me. i had a name change when i started writing this and im getting kinda confused.

thanks ilysm

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