Chapter 2

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"Why the fuck are you trying to talk to my girlfriend! She's not interested, would you just get that into your thick skull!" Toppers voice echoes across the entire beach. The music cuts. Everyone begins to crowd around the well known Kooks and Pogues awaiting yet another fight to break out. This was a very common occurrence during parties which consisted of both Kooks and Pogues as they both shared a similar hatred for the other.

I hate the whole Kook and Pogue labels. I disagree with the split in social class within Outer Banks, how people are treated differently depending on their income. I was taught to treat everyone equally with the same kindness I would want to receive. I have lived by this throughout my whole life.

"Listen Topper, I..."

Topper cuts off John B by shoving him backwards and he just so coincidentally trips over Kelce's stuck out foot sending him crashing to the sand. John B quickly gets back to his feet as Topper wastes no time swinging his fist to collide with John B's face. He stumbles back but Pope and JJ catch him in time helping him regain his balance.

Within seconds the two boys are at each others throats. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" The crowd chants causing the two teens filled with testosterone to give the audience what they want.

John B lands a punch right on Toppers nose and blood spurts down his face. Topper dabs his nose pulling back his finger to see the fresh red blood. "Oh you're gonna pay for that you dirty pogue." He laughs murderously.

"Come on Top!" Kelce shouts from the sidelines. Earning himself a confrontational shove from JJ.

"Fucking hit him Top!" Rafe joins in.

"Really Rafe? Stop acting like a fucking cheerleader would you and control my brother." The words slip out before I realise.

"I don't know if you noticed but your dirty pogue friend tried it on with his girlfriend. My sister! I'm not having my sister date a freaking Pogue!" He growls down at me.

"You've got to be freaking kidding me, you're delusional. What are you pretentious assholes even doing here on the cut!"

Rafe doesn't have chance to respond before screaming, yelling and chanting erupts from the crowd and we both snap our eyes to see Topper and John B rolling around on the sand taking it in turns to land punches until they reach the water.

We run ahead of everyone else. "Don't make me drown you John B!" Topper viscously holds John B's head beneath the water with a sinister laugh escaping his alcohol tainted lips.

"Topper Stop! Get off him!" I rush over to them tugging at Topper's arm which is holding down John B's head underwater. He aggressively shoves me away.

JJ is too busy in a shoving match with Kelce to even notice the severity of the situation his friend had suddenly gotten himself into.

Kiara tries to pull Topper away but he is too far gone to care about pushing a girl around.

"Sarah tell your psycho boyfriend!" Kiara screams at the blonde girl who seems to be frozen in her place at the scene unfolding in front of her.

I snap my head to look up at Rafe who is evidently enjoying the show of John B struggling for air under the water at the hands of his friend.

He glances down to meet my eyes. I use my eyes to beg him for his help. He shakes his head immediately. "Rafe please, I'm begging you!" I say under my breath pleadingly.

He lets out a frustrated sigh before storming forward and quite so easily grabbing Toppers arm which held John B beneath the waters surface and dragged him onto the dry sand. John B throwing his head out of the water gasping desperately for air which he was deprived of for almost three minutes.

"Rafe, what the fuck!" Topper seethes as he stumbles beside Rafe clinging onto him in order to regain his balance.

"I think you've had enough mate, let's get you home." Rafe shoves him off and a satisfied Kelce spits out a puddle of blood before jogging after his two friends.

We rush to aid John B as he sits in the shallow water still struggling to regain his breath brushing his hair back in frustration.

"Are you ever gonna start listening to me John B?" I break the silence between the group.

"Do you not know me at all, V." He shoots me a small grin before I shake my head at his response with a light chuckle and we all help him to his feet.

The crowd had dispersed by now and the beach party is pretty much over. "Let's get you back to the Chateau and clean you up." Kie and JJ give John B a hand whilst Pope gets in the driver side of the Twinkie.

"Can you give me a lift home please Pope? Don't want mom worrying about me another night." I ask as I hop in the passenger seat beside Pope.

"What? You aren't staying at John B's? Come on, it's the first night of summer!" JJ whines from the back after hearing my request.

A smile grows on my face at JJ's comment but simply shake my head. "Maybe another night JJ." He nods mopily in defeat.

Pope drives to figure eight dropping me off at the bottom of my street. I hop out waving them all goodbye before he turns the Twinkie around and drives back the way he came.

I walk up the hill towards my house when I notice a drunken man stumbling and rambling to himself across the street. I keep my head down in attempt to avoid him but he makes it known that he can see me.

"Hel... Hello pretty... pretty lady... girl..." He almost trips over his feet as he makes a start to cross the street.

My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach and I can feel it thudding in my ears.

I glance across at the man who continues to slur his drunken gibberish words as he points at me.

I freeze dead in my tracks when the man is stood a meter away, the dimly lit lamppost flickering with the night breeze.

I hear heavy footsteps coming from behind.

I glance over my shoulder to meet eyes with the all too familiar dirty blonde blue eyed extremely tall kook walking in my direction.

"Nessa?"

"Rafe?"

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