Violent Delights | OBX

Chapter 3 - "That's an actual rule?"

It didn't take long for the pogues and kook to reach the motel, which had very clearly been damaged by the storm as it looked like a dump, or maybe the storm made it an even bigger dump than it already was, she didn't know - Scarlett wrinkled her nose at the appearance. While Anne-Marie eyed the place in slight distaste. JJ let out a soft whistle as they got closer and closer. "I thought the Chateau looked bad." He mused.

Scarlett wasn't very sure what exactly the Chateau was but she didn't ask. "This place is a shit show." John B agreed with a nod as he directed the boat to where they could dock up.

"Motel or meth lab?" Kiara questioned as her eyes scanned the area. Scarlett looked around, and she found this to look like something out of a horror film, where a killer would go around and kill the group of main characters one by one. And Scarlett just knew they were the main characters in this one.

"I'm gonna go with meth lab." Anne-Marie spoke.

"Doesn't look like the type of place someone with a Grady White would stay." John B mused, and Scarlett couldn't help but agree with him. She just knew that not a single Grady White boat owner would be caught dead in this run down and disgusting motel.

"Looks like the type of place someone with a Grady White would get killed." Pope added in, and Scarlett was suddenly having second thoughts about this whole idea now that she could see the motel properly now - it definitely looked like trouble and her sister was right, it looked dangerous.

"Alright, here we go." JJ laughed slightly, before he cupped his hands around his mouth as he pretended to speak into a radio once more. "This is your captain speaking. HMS pogue coming in for landing." Once they reached the grass, JJ jumped off and proceeded on to tie the boat to the pole.

"We good?" John B asked.

JJ nodded as he finished the knot off. "Yeah, we're good." He replied.

"Alright, here goes nothing." John B sighed as he climbed off of the boat, and everyone looked towards Scarlett, awaiting for her to also get off and join the other boys. "Hey, Roslyn, you coming?" He asked her with a quirked brow.

"I don't know, John B." Scarlett said softly as she eyed the motel that was in a horrid shape. "I mean, breaking and entering isn't my thing. And I don't fancy doing any crime at this present time. And well, it seems that if I go in there, I'm not coming out as I'd have been murdered!"

"Don't worry, darling." JJ told her. "I'll be sure to protect you." JJ smirked at her.

"Someone needs to make sure they don't get themselves into trouble." Kiara added in softly. "And I don't particularly volunteer to be that person."

"Me either." Anne-Marie and Pope chorused.

"And it has to be me, because?"

"You're the new girl." Pope told her with a grin, and she let out a small huff before she gave in. Scarlett took John B's hand that he offered her, and she climbed off of the boat and headed for the motel with John B and JJ - she was a little nervous about what they were doing, but had faith that the boys wouldn't be stupid or anything.

With the other three out on lookout, JJ, John B and Scarlett headed for the stairs as they went to look for the room the key they had belonged to. Scarlett was walking behind the two best friends in silence as she looked around the motel as they did. John B noticed her distancing herself, so he decided to speak.

"Why are all these mattresses out here?" He questioned as he made room between him and JJ for her, pulling her between them by her arm. Scarlett gave the boy a tight lipped smile, somewhat appreciative of him making an effort to involve her with them both.