" 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧'
𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬... "
a story in which two teenagers from two separate social...
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───── ❝ CHAPTER 8 PART 2 ❞ ─────
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the van drove further and further into the cut until the group arrived at a small, worn down house. barry's house to be more specific. the lawn was completely trashed, probably reflecting the inside.
"welcome to crackhead wasteland..." luciana remarked, looking out the van's window.
pope scratched his head, "i don't know about this, man." he slightly trembled.
"dude, why are we at barry's?" john b piped up.
"this'll only take a second." jj got out of the van and started walking towards the house.
"where're you going?" john b followed after the boy.
"yo soy justicia," jj popped open the unlocked door with ease and stormed in, "i know you got a stash lyin' around here somewhere..."
"yeah, so what's your plan, slick?" john b inquired once again.
"well, as thou hath stealeth from us," jj rummaged through cabinets, drawers, and pretty much every possible spot in the house, "we shall stealeth from ye."
"that kind of got lost in translation." john b followed jj's every move.
"an eye for an eye, john b." jj looked into the other boy's eyes.
"yeah, that's great, jj. but what happens after you rob a drug dealer, huh? he knows who we are!" he gave the blonde a reality check that was very much needed.
"i'm not scared of this guy." jj found the stashed cash. taking as many stacks as he could fit in his backpack.
"jj, don't..." john b tried to stop him.
"there we go." jj zipped his backpack up.
"what are you doing?" john b furrowed his eyebrows.
"getting even!" jj yelled and stormed out of the room he found the money in to the kitchen, "alright, took care of business."
"hey, look at me. if you keep going down this road, you're gonna end up just like your dad, do-" john b stood in front of jj before he retaliated and gripped john b by the collar of his shirt.
"you watch your mouth, man. aren't you tired of being messed with?" jj grit his teeth and pushed john b back.
"that's not the point, j-" john b started.
"'cause i am." jj finished before he stormed out of the small house to the group that awaited him outside the van.
"alright, so we're looking at five grand each for reparations for putting us through that bullshit. sorry about that, y'all." jj counted out individual wads of money for each of them.
"so that's what we're doing now? we're robbing drug dealers?" kie crossed her arms and looked at the blonde boy hovering over everyone. this moment gave him a rush of energy, after doing what he just did he was pretty much on a high.
"this barry guy's gonna find out and he's gonna come after us..." luciana protested his actions before he pulled her towards him.
"how'd you like havin' a gun pulled on you?" he looked into her eyes.
"relax." john b taps the angry boy's shoulder.
"he had it right here on you, luce." jj made a gun with his hand and placed it dead center on the girl's forehead.
"jj, enough..." she looked up at him as a lump slightly formed in her throat.
john b eventually pushed jj away, "look, we've gotta go get the gold, okay? just give me that shit. we're putting it back." john b looked to jj before jj grabbed himby the shirt collar again and pushing him against the van, "do you feel like a tough guy? huh?" john b asked, "what are you gonna do when he comes for us?"
"we punch him in the throat." jj said breathily in a gruff voice.
"yeah, good fuckin' idea, jj." john b sarcastically spoke.
"i'm not putting it back." jj crossed his arms stubbornly, "you guys getting in or what?" he gestured to the van.
the group looked at him with complete and utter silence.
"what?" the blonde boy asked.
"we're sick of your shit." pope looked at him.
"oh, my shit?" jj raised an eyebrow and slightly smirked.
"yeah, your shit." lucy looked at him with a clenched jaw.
"your pulling guns on people shit." kiara crossed her arms.
"your acting like a maniac shi-" pope started to speak before jj cut him off.
"okay, pope, i took the fall for you, man!" jj's eyes visibly watered now, his voice choking up ever so slightly, " you know how much money i owe lucy because of you?" he yells.
"i'm gonna pay it back, and i didn't ask you to do that!" pope approached him, stepping closer.
"i just did! pay it back." the boy paused for a moment, "right here, right now, by myself." a single tear streamed down his cheek.
"here, by the way." jj threw a thick stack of cash at the girl, she didn't accept it though. it just hit the dry ground with a thump.
"you know what?" jj turned to the entire group with more tears enveloping his eyes, "that's exactly what i'm gonna do. go off by myself." he turned around and stormed away on his own.
luciana slightly walked forward, "jj... hey, wait!" she shouted after him. he didn't turn around. not for anybody.
"just let him go." sarah put a hand on the girl's shoulder.
