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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"Oh my god" I said as I pulled out the envelope. It said "For Bird" on the front. I handed the envelope to John B and the flashlight to JJ. "That's not gold." I heard Pope say as I climbed out of the grave.
"Holy shit. This is from my dad." John B said in disbelief. My eyes widened. I heard tires on gravel and turned around only to find JJ already looking.
"Go, go, go." I yelled and pushed them all to run.
"Its the guys who robbed your house." JJ said as we ran. We hid on the side of the grave and rushed to turn all lights off. We all peered around the corner, trying to see if it really was the men who crashed John B's house.
"Homies got a gun." JJ said and that was enough for me. I grabbed the hand closest to me and ran for my life. We all ran and hopped over the gated fence but Pope got stuck.
"God damnit, Pope." I grumbled.
"Pope, don't move." JJ said and held up the gun. I grabbed his wrist. "JJ absolutely not." He huffed in response and we pulled Pope down, ripping his shorts in the process.
"Its a little Toostie roll." JJ teased and we all laughed as we hopped into John B's van. John B took off down the road and back to his house. I sat down next to JJ trying t catch my breath.
"So, did you grab my hand out of habit or do you just reeallyy love to hold my hand?" JJ whispered. My cheeks went red and I turned to face him.
"It was out of pure habit, JJ. Plus, I didn't even realize it was your hand until you said something." I said to him and turned to look straight ahead. Of course it had to be JJ's hand. I shook my head and sighed in relief as we pulled into John B's driveway.
We hopped out and sorta ran inside out of pure adrenaline and excitement. JJ went into the kitchen to make a sandwich as we all circled around the little table John B had next to the kitchen.
"That bread had mold on it three days ago." Pope said.
"I'll just pull off the bad parts. Plus, mold is good for you. It's just a natural organism." JJ said. I raised my eyebrows at his reasoning.
"JJ. You're gonna get sick from that." I sing-songed. He waved me off. He took a bite and immediately gagged. I chuckled at his reaction.
John B opened up the envelope and took out a map that had an X on it and some sort of spiral with coordinates.
"Holy shit." John B said quietly.
"Oh, X marks the spot." Pope pointed at the space marked on the map.
John b wasn't paying attention to anyone else though as he went over the map. "Longitude, latitude. Wait, there's something else in there." He said and reached into the envelope and pulled a tape recorder. My eyes widened. His dad left him a message.
