𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

"you really hit cleo with a car?" kie asked after a few minutes and claire groaned.

"is is really that much of a surprise? she's a terrible driver." jj said and claire turned to him with an offended look while john b and kie laughed loudly.

"excuse you, i am a great driver!" claire said.

"yeah? tell that to your two car wrecks and the person you hit." jj said but john b added,

"actually she almost hit a lot of things in nassau. first a truck- actually make that multiple cars, and multiple people in the said small alleyway." john b said with a smirk making claire give him a death glare.

"okay fine. i get it im a terrible driver." she said and crossed her arms.

"attention, all passengers and crew. report to the tween forward hull. that's an order."

the four looked between eachother and grinned,

"they took the bridge." claire said.

"that's our boy!" jj smiled, "once they're all in the hull, kie and i will lock them inside."

john b nodded and put a hand on claire's shoulder, "we'll find sarah and get the lifeboat."

"we'll meet you, load the cross and get outta here." kie said to the two.

"let's roll." jj said and the boys helped the girls out. once each of them managed to get out of the storage container, jj pressed a kiss to claire's lips as a smal goodbye and they parted ways.

"let's go save my sister." claire said to john b and they did the pogue handshake. they ran through the ships hallways and screamed,

"sarah!"

"open up!" john b yelled and banged on random doors. soon they ended up running into the boiler room and claire looked around in stress.

"sarah-" she was cut off by her own scream as a hook came out in front of her face.

"claire!" john b ran towards her and she backed up.

"rafe." claire gasped as she saw her brother staring at the pair psychoticly.

"watch your head, claire." he smirked and claire stared at him in horror. john b pulled her back and her breath hitched.

"what the hell are you doing here, john b? what are ya doing with my little sister?" he asked.

"just put that thing down, all right?" john b warned rafe.

"why would i do that? huh?" rafe asked.

"this isn't about you, all right rafe?" claire spoke up.

"it's not about me?" rafe asked the two and john b shook his head.

"no. this is about sarah, okay?" he said and rafe shook his head.

"i don't know. i think it is." rafe said and swung the hook at john b, making the brunette push the blonde behind him. she looked around for anything to use for their advantage but found nothing.

"same old shit. pogues stealing from us. you know i can't.. im not gonna let that happen." rage said and swung for claire this time.

"rafe!" she yelled and scrambled away, noticing john b on the ground. the boy quickly jumped up and dragged the girl away from rafe.

"hey! come here!" rafe yelled. claire tripped over a pipe, making her fall and john b paused, getting whacked by the hook. the impact made him fall to the ground and hold his stomach, groaning.

claire yelled as rafe grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up, slamming her against the wall and pressing his hand against her throat. she squirmed under his grip and the hook dug into her stomach, surely going to leave a bruise.