Tidal Waves

Seventeen

Rubbing her face, the brunette walked across the grass as she headed for the Chateau on the mid afternoon, going to meet everyone. She was running a bit later than usual and had no intention on being back so soon that day. Tallulah had slept in and cleaned her room, done some yard work outside because of the storm when Kie had called mentioning John B and JJ had some news to share with everyone.

Kie didn't want to be alone with the boys all day and she knew well Lou wasn't going to get over yesterday's incident without some support from friends. Kie too had been shaken up and had gotten over it, but she kept herself aware that those men were still out there somewhere. And that they wanted something, something so badly they'd kill for it.

And so now, Lou was dressed in a pair of black short, running shorts with a grey muscle top pulled on over top. Her knees and hands were black from having been working all morning and sweat glistened her forehead, the sun beating down on her. Lou was thankful for such nice weather, but currently wished for more time in the water. Especially to surf some more considering she sucked and it was summer.

Tallulah had seen a black truck pass by her on her way over to the Chateau, the men in the front seat were talking to one another furiously and she'd looked at them a little too long, in which they'd stopped entirely in the road. Lou had kept going in her vehicle, not needing to slow down and give those men something to do, especially since they looked familiar. 

The Chateau was quiet as she jogged up the steps in a hurry, the porch's screen door was left wide open and she entered the house after glancing around at the mess on the porch. With a brow arched, she stopped in the doorway to see broken glass all over the floor from vases and plates being broken, even photo frames. The pull out couch was a wreck with blankets all over the place and had been thrown up into the wall. 

"JB?" She questioned quietly, continuing throughout the messy house. She didn't see anyone and it was odd considering she'd been called to come join the gang, but no one was around.

She walked through the living area and into the next doorway, checking John B's room and the bathroom before seeing no one, escaping that area, she headed toward the back of the house where a new doorway was. She stopped with wide eyes and raised brows upon seeing wood cracked across the floor. Splinters of wood lied across the floor and the door lied crooked off it's hinges and she realized that was the office.

Big John's Office.

"JB!?" She yelled out, worried for him as she rushed into the small room and looked around.

Stuff had been strewn across the floors and tables, it was an organized mess and dust was everywhere. The blinds were half open and closed, enough light coming in to light up the place and she ran around. Lifting papers and stuff for clothes as she kicked stuff around the floor, maneuvering around. 

"JB!" She yelled.

Outside, the group of four were huddled inside the chicken coop, recomposing themselves as John B explained to everyone they needed to remain calm. Though the truck was gone, they'd heard another car door slam shut, but didn't know where the vehicle was, let alone if it was the truck and they'd moved, possibly hiding out until the teenagers left their hide out.

Pope stared at the dead chicken lying in the middle of the coop as the rest cocked lowly and JJ had leaned back against the wooden wall, hunched over from it being so small inside with the four of them and a bunch of chickens and a rooster. Kie was a sobbing mess, frightened by the men who'd just come and trashed the place, looking for something and someone. She didn't think things could get any better and now, they had been.

John B leaned forward, peeking through a crack in the wood as he scanned out the area. All of them breathing heavily as they calmed down and relaxed together. With an eye closed, John stared out at the yard, unable to hear any ruckus throughout the yard.