𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞.
outer banks universe.
BROOKLYN ROUTLEDGE, twin sister
to John B Routledge, is thrusted into a
whirlwind of an adventure when her father goes missing at sea. Brooklyn and John B rope
their closest friends into their adventure,
...
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𝟎𝟔𝟖. 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝
the water is fine ──── chloe ament
☀︎ 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐥𝐲𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
𝖨 𝖱𝖤𝖢𝖮𝖦𝖭𝖨𝖲𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖬𝖤𝖭 𝖳𝖮 𝖡𝖤 𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖲𝖤 𝖮𝖥 𝖲𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖧'𝖲 𝖦𝖴𝖠𝖱𝖣𝖲，and I think they're dragging my brother off to the nearest field just to kill him. Why they need to drag him off, I don't know, but at least it gives me a better chance to save him. I'm following closely behind, very ready and very prepared to do what I've gotta do to save my brother.
I don't know where my father is, and if I'm being entirely honest, I hadn't given him much thought. I assumed Singh took him for whatever reason because I couldn't find him down in the basement. However, I did find Dad's gun that the guards stupidly left on the ground.
And it was fully loaded.
Although, now I have a fully loaded gun and I have no idea how to shoot. Well, I have some idea on how to shoot, but I definitely don't think I can aim said shot. I once shot a tree to avoid shooting a teddy bear, but I don't think that makes somebody a trained shooter.
Maybe the fact that my brother is the one about to be killed will suddenly make me a good shot.
I don't plan on killing anyone... I think. However, I do plan on doing a little more damage than a crowbar would do. Well, I hope. Would I kill for my brother? Yes. Yes, I would, but that doesn't mean I will right this second.
As of now, I'm crouched behind the closest tree, staring forward at the scene as I try to decipher when the best time to shoot is.
My brother is down on the ground. One guard has his hand gripped in his hair and the other is holding something in his hand. It's not a gun, it's something small and barely noticeable, but I assume it'll kill John B nonetheless. Yeah, I can't let that happen, so there is really no time like the present.
I've gotta shoot this gun.
The thought of losing John B is making me feel sick, so if I shoot and this bullet kills one of those guards, I don't care as long as my brother gets away safely. I need him safe. I need him alive.
