ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ [ᴊᴊ ᴍᴀʏʙᴀɴᴋ]

9 you would understand

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"i'm on my way" rafe asserted and the call ended. i managed to push leo over and i stood up, my heart beat at an impossible speed as i stared at his lifeless body.

suddenly, a knock came from the window and i immediately let rafe in.

his expression was completely plain "look, he tried forcing himself on me and before i knew it i hit him with this" i cried holding the bloody trophy.

rafe had no reaction and spoke softly "why did you call me?" he asked. "because you would understand" i whispered.

he unusually pulled me into a hug, it felt so strange to hug rafe after everything he had done. although, now we were both the same. killers.

rafe was a lot taller than me so i knew by the way we hugged he could look over and see leo's body, i cried into his chest and he allowed me to stay there for what felt like ages.

once i had mostly stopped crying, rafe put the trophy into his bag and dragged leo by his arms and i held onto his legs. we quietly went downstairs trying not to wake james or eleanor.

eventually, we got to the car putting his body in the trunk and slamming the door shut.

"where are we taking him?" I inquired and rafe looked me dead in the eyes "we are not doing anything together, I don't want you running your mouth to you're pogue pals" he stated.

I stood forward "fine, where are you taking him?" I asked wiping my tears, "it's best you don't know" he emphasised, making his way to the car door.

"wait rafe" I pleaded and he turned around instantly "how do you, um, deal with it?" I questioned quietly.

the boy didn't even think for a second and knew I was on about him killing peterkin "just pretend this never happened, okay? you'll be fine" he assured showing some compassion which was odd coming from him.

"thank you rafe" I said softly to which he nodded, getting in the car, turning on the engine and driving off.

I went back to my room, struggling to sleep the whole night knowing what I did, knowing James and Eleanor would worry about his whereabouts and knowing the Pogues would ask too many questions once it's revealed he's missing.

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"where have you been?" John b asked firmly once I returned to the chateau after everything that happened last night, "at my house" I replied bluntly.

jj watched me suspiciously before Sarah unexpectedly entered a few moments after me.

there was strong tension between her and John b after she was hanging with her ex boyfriend topper and he was with an ex flame at the bonfire.

"well hello princess" jj blurted out, trying to piss me off since he used to call me that.

she walked in nervously tugging at the arms of her cardigan "shouldn't you be on figure eight with your little group of polo players?" John b snarled sitting forward from the arm chair he was laying on.

Sarah shot a sarcastic smile at him as he continued "or did you break up with topper?" he questioned, "we're just friends" she confirmed pacing the room.

I seated myself next to kie hiding from the drama, "you have a lot of friends Sarah cameron" he exclaimed and she turned herself around "yeah and it seems like you've got some of your own too!" she joked back with a hint of saltiness.

"I'm here for pope" she affirmed, unusual since the two had never hung out alone.

pope looked up with confusion until she revealed an announcement to the group "I think I found the island room"

immediately we got in the van and pope read out more information from the diary "the cross holds, the most holy relic in all of Christendom, the garment of the saviour" he declared.

"so wait" kie spoke up "he's saying there's a holy garment, inside the cross?" she asked.

pope then revealed that the cross could apparently heal the sick from any malady "that's why limbrey wants it huh" I expressed my thoughts, "so she won't be a cripple" jj added on laughing.

the rest of us shot him a disgusted look.

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Sarah lead us inside tannyhill "this place still freaks me out" pope blurted as we all followed the girl to a specific room which she claimed to be the island room.

"our old home JB" I chuckled nervously, hoping rafe wasn't home after recent events.

I desperately tried to take my mind off of last night as Sarah opened the door.

our faces were shocked to see a room with the wallpaper teared off, displaying a painted version of the outer banks island aka the island room.

"it's been here this whole time" she claimed smiling brightly.

"this is a map of the whole island" John b confirmed, "this is rixton's right here and then there's the lighthouse" jj added on.

we all traced over significant places on the walls, kie finding parcel nine and the well "if we found this earlier, the whole gold hunt who've been quicker" I said, everyone nodding.

"he painted this entire room!" pope exclaimed, referencing to Denmark tanny, who owned tannyhill before he was killed.

"it's gotta have something to do with the key, right?" jj asked as we tried to figure out the message.

John b then approached Sarah "how did you know to uncover this?" he questioned, "I didn't, it was like this when I got home" she told us.

"the freaks!" a voice echoed the room revealing wheezie "that sick lady and her attack dog, they showed up last night and they wanted to talk to rafe"

shit. rafe.

"first they searched the whole house looking for something, and then rafe told me to go upstairs, but i didn't wanna miss out" she continued "so I listened through the grate, and they were talking about getting across the sand flamingo"

we listened closely "that's code for something" jj spoke trying to seem smart.

"the cross, obviously" I added on glaring at him.

pope confirmed and wheezie informed us with more information "oh and a lot of talk about like angels" she proclaimed.

then, pope told us about Denmark's 'famous' last words where he said he buried the real treasure at the door of the angel. "we have to find the angel in the room"

we all scurried to different sections of the room searching every tiny detail in the paintings.

jj slowly stared at one section, so I walked over to him "keyhole?" I whispered and he nodded.

he then shouted out to the rest "this humongous tree is still on goat island, you know what it's called?" he smirked

"angel oak" pope remembered.

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