Life on the cut (JJxReader) OuterBanks Fanfic

The Awkwardness.

(A/N: Ug. UGG)

Ward stared down at the warrant in his hand, his heart beat racing. "Murder? Rafe? You've known him his whole life. He did not do this, John B is the one who did this-"
Shoupe cut him off, "We got Rafe's fingerprints on the bullet casings, and the gun was registered to you."
Ward rubbed his hair and tried to think of a lie, "John B was staying here! He was staying here when I took him in, he took the bullets-"
The officer from the pier, who's name was Bratcher, with Shoupe walked up to Ward and stopped him talking, "We also have two eye witnesses that contradict your statements."
"They're lying. All of 'em." Ward spat with no hesitation.
"Oh." Bratcher said in a patronizing tone.
"John B did it. I told you that." He pointed at Shoupe then turned to Bratcher, "And you know it too." 
"Ward." Shoupe began, "You know what they say about being in a hole? Best thing you can do is stop digging. This has implications for you as well."
Bratcher nodded, "Bottom line, Mr Cameron. You lied to us. We can prove it."
The commotion awoke Rose, who was standing at the top of the stairwell in a pretty blue robe, her hair up in a scruffy, slept in bun. 
Ward sat down on the stairs, his eyes glassed over. He knew he needed to take drastic measures. 
"I know this must be hard for you, but your co-operation will be taken into consideration. So is there anything you'd like to tell us about who really killed Peterkin?" Bratcher ducked down in front of Ward.
Ward's head rose, he looked furious.
"Ward." Rose said from the stairs. 
They all looked up to her, but only Ward knew what she was threatening.
"I'd like to speak with my attorney." Ward mumbled.
Shoupe sighed deeply, "Yeah. That's what I figured."
All right, Bratcher started to walk away, "Let's bag 'em and tag 'em. We got a lot of house to cover."

They bagged up laptops and looked through every draw in the house. They checked for any other weapons around. 
"We should've pulled a warrant for Ward." Shoupe mumbled to Bratcher, "He could be an accessory in all this, and I think we both know what happened to Garry. He's a flight risk."
"With the legal he's gonna have... We're gunna need ironclad. So let's roll this up one at a time, because what I do know is that he's going to talk to his son. And when he does we'll be listening."
Little did he know how right Shoupe was.

Back with the Pogues, John B was still worrying about Sarah. He lent on the banister of the pier with his old dirty red shirt and a grey hat with similar grey shorts. His shades were gripping onto his staple blue bandanna tied around his neck. "So... she just dips and doesn't call?"
"Yeah man. She just left with her bag and didn't tell anyone." Pope replied, sitting in the HMS Pogue with a white graphic shirt and black shorts on. Dark shades perched on his nose.
JJ was next to him, wearing a simple blue shirt and grey cap, front facing for once. Y/N was on his lap, with a black and blue checked skirt and a v-neck black shirt, JJ's arms draped around her to keep her arms warm. Long black socks warmed her legs. They both had some matching black shades on.
Kie was dangling her legs off of the pier, her blue shorts getting hit with the occasional splash. She had a pink strap top with a red outline. Her hair was up in a half-up bun, with some brown tinted glasses on her nose.
"We need to look for her." John B walked quickly towards the HMS. "I think Ward got to her. I mean the dude tried to have me killed in jail."
They all turned to look at him.
"Wait what." Kie said.
"He did!?" Y/N looked angry.
"He did. Sent someone up to the prison who yoked me up and almost killed me." He wrapped a hand around his neck.
"You serious?" Kie looked up, outraged.
"Yes!"
"Do we know who this dude was?" JJ asked him.
John B shook his head, "No, I have no idea. Dude I just swear to god one day I'm going to kill that son of a bitch."
He jumped down onto the boat. Kie followed him, and sat down opposite him. "It's okay."
Y/N shook her head, "No it isn't. We need to find Sarah." 
"No literally it's okay she's right there." She pointed past Y/N towards the horizon- for some reason she didn't look super excited to see her.
The pogues all turned to see Sarah driving down on the Malibu with Topper.
She stood up and looked into the boat, "John B? John B!" She grinned.
John B looked away.
"The hell is she doing with Topper." Y/N whispered to John B, leaning over the seat to put her head on his shoulder.
"I have no idea." He mumbled, meeting Y/N's eye.
"Oh my god he's out!" Sarah said happily, rushing towards the Malibu's edge to get onto the boat.
Topper sighed, fighting his sadness to push out a smile, "There he is." He nodded a hello.
The pogues nodded back.

Sarah tied their boats together and jumped over.
"Hi." John B smiled.
"Hey." Sarah smiled back, laughing and hugging him.
"Oh my god I'm so glad you're okay." John B rocked her in his arms. He had no idea how close he was to finding her drowned at the dock.
"I didn't know if I'd see you again." She pulled away. "What happened?"
"Uh.. They dropped the charges." John B still looked surprised when he said it.
"What?" Sarah grinned.
"Yeah no. I'm a free man." He grinned.
Sarah hugged him again, "That's amazing!"
"I know it's great but... But listen Sarah they're coming after Rafe." He told her.
Topper watched from the Malibu, awkwardly. Their separate worlds had been tied together by Sarah, but she jumped over. Leaving him for John B.
"Good." She said. "He's completely unhinged.... He jumped me last night."
Everyone looked over, concerned.
"That's why I didn't come back."
"Yeah man Rafe has lost his mind. Nearby drowned his own sister." Topper told them. They looked over in silence. "...Thankfully I got there... got there just in time."
"Topper saved you?" Y/N asked.
"Yeah.. Tops did." Sarah nodded gently.
The pogues exchanged looks.
"Uh, well... I guess I owe you one. Topper. Don't I?" It looked like it was painful for John B to say.
Topper scoffed, "It's all good. I mean, someone had to rescue your girlfriend, right?"
JJ made a face at that comment, and looked down.
"Uh it's funny. Because she's not actually my girlfriend, right?" John B looked to Sarah and smiled.
Topper smiled too, had they broken up? "Uh-" He chuckled, "Well, what is she then?"
Sarah chuckled too, and looked at Topper.
"Tell him." John B said.
She thought back to the moment they had shared at his house.. How he saved her. The time they spent together all that time ago. When he was hers. "I'm... I'm with him."
Topper laughed, "Ah okay, gotcha. You're with him."
JJ, Y/N, Pope and Kie all cringed, looking away.
John B licked his teeth and the smile dropped from his face. 
"I guess I needed a little clarity there." Topper was still chuckling. "You guys clear on that?" He asked the pogues.
"I think it's clear you gotta go." JJ said, rubbing his eye.
"Yeah I think I'll head out. It's about time, yeah."
"Yeah." Y/N stood up with Kie to untie the boats.
"Tops." Sarah stopped the buzz of agreement that Topper should leave. "Thank you." She hugged him- he did save her life after all.
"Yeah, of course.. I'm just glad you're okay." He smiled and held her tightly, making eye contact with John B. He lent on the wheel of the boat and watched angrily until Topper drove away.
"Ignore him JB." Y/N whispered in his ear.
"I'm trying." He whispered back.

(A/N: Ugh that bit makes me cringe so harrrrd ahhhh. Sarah I thought u was marries uerwdpueohd)