the truth

𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝

tell your boy we know what he did

i grabbed plates with pope, shoving them in my arms. today we were making extra money at the wreck, just because.

"shit." i heard pope murmur, and look to the left of him.

i looked up to where his gaze was, and saw topper's familiar jeep, with him inside it. and he was staring down pope.

"why is he looking at you like that?" i asked, looking at pope's scared face. he shook his head as i kept looking at the jeep, seeing someone else with a familiar snap-back in the passenger seat.

"okay, why are both topper and rafe staring you down like that?" i asked. but before i could react, pope turned and jogged to his bike, which he hopped on and continued down the road in a rush.

i furred my eyebrows, mouthing, what the fuck? to topper and rafe. rafe just waved and they drove away, leaving me in wonder as to why they had a sudden grudge around pope.

"why the hell were they staring you down like that?" i asked, finally catching up to pope on my bike. i decided to take my bike with him to save gas. now i was seriously regretting it.

"i fucked up." was all pope said, as we continued down the road in silence.

when we pulled up to john b's, pope went into the backyard immediately, finding the source of the gunshots that had rung throughout the air.

i hadn't even stopped my bike by the time he had dissapeared around the house in a flash.

"pope!" i exclaimed, running around the house, seeing jj shooting a teddy bear with his new found gun.

"that's what i thought man!" jj exclaimed as pope ran up to him, panicking for whatever reason that could possibly be.

the bear fell off the stump and jj turned around to face jj, with me still walking up to them.

"they know." was all pope said. i literally had been gone for two days.

"what?" jj asked, pulling the headphones off of his ears.

"they know." pope said again, his facial expression turning scared.

"all right, chill, bro. all right? they don't know shit." jj said, putting his gun in his back pocket.

"don't know what?" i asked, looking between the two boys who were seemingly ignoring me.

"topper knows i sunk his boat."

my eyes widened, and my jaw dropped to the floor. pope.... the pope i knew deliberately sunk topper thornton's boat?

"what the hell pope?" i said, and he glanced back at me with worry, and looked back at jj.

"how do you know they know?" jj asked, assessing the situation.

"because rafe and topper posted outside of the wreck and mad dogged me." pope said as he began pacing.

"why would you sink their boat?" i asked, trying to get a straight answer out of one of the boys. but it was no use.