Life on the cut (JJxReader) OuterBanks Fanfic

The Outer Banks.

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(A/N: soooo i wrote the end of the last season to be the end end. so this start might be a little difficult. OH and most of you voted for option 2 on the last chapter so option 2 it is! Wish me luck. :p alsoooo I get my GCSE results tomorrow so :D)

No one slept that night. That week even. Every day was dull and sad and slow. JJ couldn't meet Y/N's eyes after he dumped her- but he thought this would keep her safer if she stayed away from him, she got branded and hurt because of him. The pogues were silent in constant pondering of how they could have saved John B and Sarah. The weather shone with blinding sunlight and the waves curled and swerved in the blue ocean. Even then nothing could brighten their moods.

Y/N ended up turning herself into the police herself. Because they only had accusations and no proof not much came of her arrest- only one more thing on her criminal record. One evening while Kie and Y/N sat at the château illuminated by the lazy sun, she asked her "why did you leave that evening?"
Y/N stayed silent for a moment, "..I was going to leave then- but then I heard the radio about um, that. and I came back. I know after all that happened I had to right to but I just couldn't leave knowing what a state we would all be in. I wanted us to be together. you know?"
"Yeah." Kie nodded slowly and rocked on a hammock. "Why were you going to abandon us?" she asked over the swishing waves behind her.
"I was hurting I guess..." silence ensued.
"you still leaving?"
"yeah I am. JJ barely talks to me anymore and after all that happened I don't think I can bare being here anymore. I'm sorry. I just need some time. I will come back." She placed a hand on her branded mark.
Kie smiled a small sympathetic smile. "fuck. I wish we never found that boat."
"the boat wasn't the problem. It was the Camerons."
"the murderers you mean." Kie spat.
"can you do me one more favour..?" she sat up and put a hand on Kie's. "I need a boat. I can't in good conscious take the HMS pogue."
Kie nodded. "course I can." she heaved herself from the cradle that the hammock had captured her in. "I'll call Y/N." and she turned to leave.
"hey Kie." Y/N said.
"yes?"
"I'll miss you"
Kie sniffed and ran over, pulling Y/N into a warm embrace. "We'll miss you more, come back soon. Pogues for life."
"For life baby." Y/N sniffed too, and felt Kie slip from her grasp. Her pogue days were over.

John B was dead, and Y/N still unfortunately had no place to live. She hid out in John B's boat house and awaited that fateful call from Kie. She promised she would grab Y/N a boat when she could- and that she wouldn't tell JJ or Pope of her departure. (although she did that last one rather reluctantly) Y/N awoke to the sound of smashing wood and grunting. She turned to look out the window and saw JJ heating up a screwdriver with a glowing blow torch aside a tree. He stood there in the breeze with his yellow flannel and black jeans, looking remorseful. Pressing the screwdriver into the tree. It made Y/N's heart ache. Kie and Pope stood behind him, he held a can of soda and Kie was staring into a box of John B's things with tears in her eyes. JJ raised a flask and said something too quietly to hear- Kie said something back solemnly and they all looked at one another. Y/N longed to be along side them but stayed hidden to avoid upsetting anyone. She held up a bottle of water she had and sighed. "To John B and Sarah." and drank. Kie crouched down and placed the box into a hole before the tree.  Pope placing some flowers on top. They shoved the dirt on top of this hole and cried.

Y/N felt herself start to cry. She hated this. Everyone she ever knew, would die. And by everyone she meant everyone. Your mother. Brother. Sister. Father. All your friends. And all your enemies. Everyone. Even herself. 'I mean.' She thought to herself. 'I guess there is another way to look at it. Since it's so short and over so quickly... It makes... everything meaningful. Everything is just one time. One time.'

Pope spent his days in his room. He couldn't concentrate on anything. Anything at all. All his senses would do is bring his back to the former days of hope and joy and... and it hurt. Kie would spend her time working at the wreck or out on the ocean- she loved the sea, and now hated it too for taking her best friends. JJ was being a reckless as ever. P4L stick-and-poke tattoos and a sad disregard for consequences or himself.

Meanwhile, Petekin had her funeral. Something John B wasn't honoured with. Officers lined up in respect. A preacher spoke: "Let us honour her bravery and sacrifice in the line of duty." Shoupe sent a side glace towards the Camerons- who looked emotionless. "Through her memory" continued the preacher, "let us pursue what is just and right." Ward looked at Rafe- who was staring straight forwards. The memories of the murder he committed flooding back. The flag upon Peterkin's coffin was neatly folded by her fellow officers. "As we commit her body to the ground. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust" More uniformed officers raised their guns to the heavens and fired a single shot in her memory. Salutes were given in respect. "we shall remember. To uphold the ideas which she stood for...." The talk of justice was pretty ironic seeing as the Camerons who stood above her coffin- were also the reason for her being in it. If she knew she would be turning in her freshly dug grave.

Ward did have some questioning. After John B accused him on the boat intercom he was under suspicion.
"So no. I don't give a crap what the kid said. He killed Peterkin." He argued in a questioning room.
Shoupe tried to reason, "I'm just trying to get a timeline. You're telling me the plane took off." An officer behind him looked on with amusement. "where was it going?"
After questioning Ward strolled out with his highly paid lawyer. "you don't have to worry about that. They got a whole lot of nothing." He said with confidence. "we are good."
Ward looked smug, but behind closed doors he was riddled with anxiety. Buying a swiss vault to keep his gold in. Sorry- the pogue's gold.

The death of John B and it's consequences lay heavy on the whole of outer banks.

It was early morning when the call from Kie came in.
"Hey, the boat's here. I left it for you on John B's dock."
"You're not here?"
"Sorry, I don't think I could watch you drive into the same sea that-"
"I see. Well, thank you. I'll be back one day I promise."
Kie smiled, "see you." and she hung up.

The boat was where it was promised. Lying silently on the dock. Y/N found herself imagining that John B and Sarah were sat in the cockpit. She believed it so much that when she was aboard she almost cried seeing that they weren't. The boat purred to life and slowly pushed the waves from her path. Sailing over the gentle waters and over the horizon into the rising sun. Away, from the outer banks. JJ showed her many a-times how to captain a boat like this one. She could still feel his hand on hers. She could hear Kie's laughter and see Pope's amused face. She could taste the salty air and feel John B and Sarah dance on the deck behind her, playing a song on a beat up old boom box. But when she opened her eyes and turned to them, reality flooded back in. Her loneliness sunk its claws into her heart and fucking ripped it out.

JJ felt a similar way. He was pining for Y/N and quietly longed to see her again. To tell her he was sorry- but he felt it would just put her in more danger. Aiden made him view danger differently. He sat at the wreck earlier that day and let his cap slide over his face. "I wish we were safer." He suddenly said.
Kie looked taken aback, "...bit late for that isn't it. But why. What happened to Pogue life."
"Seeing the consequences. My girlfriend ran away, branded, and my best friends died."
"How do you know she's leaving today?" Kie made a face and sat opposite him.
"what." He sat up.
"oh uh-"
"she's leaving today!? you spoke to her!?"
"Look look," She held his shoulder with her hand, "don't freak out. But she was so heartbroken I  offered her a boat out of here." JJ stood up with sudden anger, "But JJ you said you didn't love her and she was so upset! I couldn't bear to see it so... I 'borrowed' a boat for her."
JJ looked at Kie and bit his inner lip. He looked up slowly to meet Kie's eyes, "I'd die happy if it was with her."
"She feels the same dingbat. The danger of the pogues didn't matter. She was a member of your nothing to lose club after all."
JJ stood up and went to race to the door- but just before he could turn around- he watched a boat race past the windows of the wreck. "is that..?"
"That's her."
"I'm going after her" He said with determination. "where is she going?"
Kie sighed, "I- I don't know."
He sat down in defeat. "Fuck dude."

Y/N looked up at a faint island in the distance,

Nassau.

(A/N: this was a little short yes, but I just wanted to try and tie up some loose ends n stuff,
Until next time :) (idk when that will be sorry x))