secret logophile | jj x oc

errouneous

errouneous ; adjective : wrong; incorrect

i was errounous.

i was right to have suspicions.

but it was errounous of me to assume dropping off cookies wouldn't land me in a pit with the lions.

-logan <3

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I had never seen the dark vehicle in front of John B's home before. I had always lived in Outer Banks, but I had never seen them.

"JJ?" I yell as I walk into the Chaeteu.

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JJ

"Stop. That's not the guys." Pope says. "It's a girl."

"Logan-" I start before running out the office door.

"Why-" Kie begins, but her voice is drowned out by my thoughts.

Why was she here?

Two men, who we believed had guns-- no. we knew had guns-- just showed up at John B's house. Why was she throwing herself into this mess?

Clueless. Logan Bellmore was so brilliant yet so so clueless.

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Logan

A pair of arms grip around my waist and pull me into a hallway. The bag of cookies smash on the ground, and I immediately know they're all snapped into pieces. My back crashes against a wooden wall, and a small gasp leaves my mouth.

I begin to pull away, but a cold finger hits my lips.

"Shh." The unrecognizable person whispers.

They bring my head into their chest and guide me into a room. The door slams behind me and I push away from the tight arms.

"Logan." The voice says again, but this time.. I recognize it.

"JJ-"

"Shh." Two voices whisper-shout behind me.

Crashing comes from the living room.

I notice Kiara standing next to me.

Why was she here? I thought he was just hanging out with John B.

"Pope, JJ, open the window."

Pope is here too? JJ lied to me and he is clearly keeping something else from me.

I turn around and watch Pope step away, and my eyes meet the infamous John B.

A body crashes against me. I turn to notice Kie passing by. Of course she was being a bitch about this.

"Here, help me hold this door." John B says.

It was quite clear the boy was trying to distracted me from the thoughts looming in my head. I listen, and press my back on the door.

I wasn't much help, but I would do anything to keep myself out of trouble in this situation.

"John Routledge!" A loud voice shouts.