𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞 || 𝗷. 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸

-14- 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞 (𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐦'𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨) -14-

We were sitting in an abandoned lot full of junk close to the airstrip.

Pope and JJ were pacing around as I sat on a table kicking my legs back and forth.

The state of everything was tense.

I heard a faint rumbling.

The four of us looked at each other trying to make sure we could all hear it.

We looked up and saw the plane flying off.

"There goes the gold" JJ says, gritting his teeth.

My heart sank as I got up angrily kicking over a barrel.

"Fuck!" I yelled angrily.

Pope angrily picked up a rock and threw it yelling angrily.

"Pope" Kiara said.

"God damnit!" He yells, angrily taking a bat to a bunch of junk and smashing everything in sight.

I jumped back scared as he continued on.

I had never seen Pope act out like that and to be honest it kind of scared me.

Pope was usually the level headed one of the group and seeing him get this angry was way out of character.

"Pope!" Kiara yelled.

He sank back onto a chair, breathing heavily as he bursted into tears.

"Pope" Kiara says lowly.

I looked around blankly, running my hands through my hair.

It was over.

We lost.

JJ held out a juul towards Pope.

"JJ" I say lowly.

It really wasn't the time.

Especially since Pope was in a vulnerable state at the moment.

"Relax, Attie." JJ replies.

"You know he doesn't smoke" Kiara says.

Pope takes it and looks at it longingly.

"What is that gonna help?" Kiara asks tensely.

"I lost my scholarship. Walked out in the middle of the interview. Every... It's gone. It's not gonna happen" Pope replies, his voice breaking.

"You did that for us?" Kiara asks.

"No, not for us. For nothing" Pope retorts sharply, stalking towards Kiara.

I look away rubbing my temples.

"I'm here for you, Pope. Welcome to my world, okay?" JJ says slinging an arm over Pope's shoulders.

"JJ..."

"—What, Kie? He's right. It doesn't matter anymore." JJ says.

"Guys, I'm leaving on July 30th" I mutter.

Everyone looks over at me.

"What?"

"—I thought you said you weren't leaving till August 5th?" Kiara asks.

I look at the floor.

"My mom said we needed to get back earlier" I reply lowly.

JJ kicked a chair and Pope picked up another rock and threw it.

Kiara runs her hands through her hair as the three of them digest this information.

I felt bad.