Aeipathy:
Noun: an enduring or consuming passion
"JJ please! Put the money back! We can get him back another way. Do you honestly think robbing a drug dealer is smart?" I asked him. He turned around, different emotions swimming in his eyes.
"I'm doi...
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"Thank you, Doctor." my dad said after handing him the discharge papers. He grabbed my hand, gently helping me out of the hospital bed as if I would break any second.
"Dad, I'm fine. Seriously. Its just a minor concussion." I said to him and pulled out of his grip.
"That's not my main concern, Aurora. Topper could have killed you! He attempted murder!" My dad said dramatically. I rolled my eyes.
"Dad, Topper wasn't going to drown me. He's not tough enough to kill someone." I said matter of factly.
"That doesn't matter sweetheart. That stunt he pulled, he won't get away with it." My dad said and knew what he was implying.
"No, Dad. Absolutely not. No cops!" I pleaded with him.
"We'll see" he said.
~~~
I walked up to John B's house, ready to surprise everyone that I was out of the hospital when I heard JJ yelling.
"And then we were right outside like this and then all we hear is just "Bam! Bam! Bam!". Knocking paint off the wall, G. From the inside. Alright? And I'm just looking at him, like--- I'm waiting for death.'' JJ stated.
"Oh JJ, always the dramatic." I said as I stepped up onto the porch. They all whipped around not expecting me to be there. JJ ran and picked me up, spinning me. I squealed in his arm and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"I was so worried about you, Rori." He whispered against my neck. I smiled softly at him as he put me down.
"I know. But I'm okay now I promise." I said to him. Everyone took their turns asking questions and hugging me. I reassured them I was all fine and they sat me down and told me everything that had happened over the last two days. A lot of gasps and "are you okays" came out of my mouth.
"Okay, so you saw the guys who shot at us right?" Pope asked.
"Yeah." JJ said, pacing around the room, still worked up about it.
"Did you get a good description of them?" Pope continued.
"Burly." JJ said simply. I snorted.
"Burly?" Pope asked him.
"Yeah." JJ replied.
"That's not very helpful." Kie said.
"Well like no, the type of guy at my dad's garage. I mean you guys know he made cargo hides for drug smugglers." JJ said.
"Yeah, we know J." I said.
"I can tell you with full confidence, these boys, these killers..." JJ said and took a hit of his Juul, trying to calm himself down. I snatched it from his hand and took a hit myself.
