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We hid in a shed packed with random stuff while we waited for John B to rescue Sarah from her cruel father.
I started hearing a loud engine, almost like an airplane above me, In the sky. Then I look up at the bright blue sky and noticed Ward Cameron's plane fly over us, four.
"There goes the damn gold!" JJ yelled, looking up at the plane above. "Oh. Well, that's nice. Nice sight." I whispered lowly.
"Shit!" JJ yelled, once more, kicking a small plastic white chair next to him. But it was nothing major.
Until I heard Pope yell, "Fuck!" behind me. He began throwing things around, making them shatter against the wall, and we just looked at him in total shock.
We watched Pope quickly snatch a wooden baseball bat, and began smashing things that were placed in the shed. "Pope!" Kiara shouted, looking at him, frozen.
"Pope, calm down. Chill out, bud." I spoke up, but he ignored us and kept breaking random items.
"Shit! Fuck!" Pope screamed, in between whacking stuff in the shed. "Goddamn it!" Pope yelled once again, almost making me jump.
"Pope, that's it! Pope!" I shouted but he ignored me, once again. "Pope!" Kiara shouted while he dropped the baseball bat to the floor, lifted the metal garbage can, and flung it at the wall.
I looked over at JJ's ocean-blue eyes which widened, and he slowly looked over at me. Our facial expressions matched each other. Absolutely stunned.
"Pope...are you okay?" I whispered, looking back at him and watching him slowly sit on the beige furry couch In the shed, with tears forming in his dark brown eyes.
"Pope," Kie mumbled while she followed me up to him. "Yeah, dude. Let it out." JJ approved with a small smile, proud that his delicate shell shattered.
"I was wondering when the hell this was gonna happen." I let out a slight chuckle, leaning down and patting his shoulder.
"Here you go chief," JJ whispered, grabbing his vape out of his shirt pocket and holding out his weed vape for Pope.
I rolled my brown eyes, watching JJ stupidly offer Pope nicotine. I let out a small sigh and crossed my arms over my chest.
"A little weed never hurt anyone," JJ whispered, giving Pope a friendly smile before looking up at me.
