A Secret...

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We soon pull up to wherever Sarah was supposed to meet John B. Kiara was not happy about it, at all. As JJ and Pope start to get out of the van John B stops them. 

"Yo, uh... so, uh, I think I'm gonna do this one by myself." Kiara rolls her eyes. There is no way this boy doesn't like Sarah Cameron. He's hiding something, or rather the fact that he does like her. 

"Really?" JJ smirks as thunder rumbles in the distance. I could tell, JJ knew exactly what John B was up to aswell. 

"What?" John B acts all shocked and confused. 

"Nothin'" JJ flips his hat, clearly wanting to go. I don't think JJ didn't support Sarah and John B, I don't think he really cared but if it affected the group... he probably would. I mean, this is all he has. 

"Look, I just don't want to spook Sarah with the peanut gallery." John B explains. I guess that probablu is apart of it, but also the fact that he isn't just using Sarah Cameron. 

Suddenly, Kiara bursts, "I just don't understand why we're involving her at all!" Good question but I think we need Sarah, and she's not as bad as Kie makes her out to be. I wonder what Sarah did to Kie. 

John B throws his head back, "Kie, we're not involving her at all, okay?" She gives him a look. "It's just, uh, like a-- a business meeting..." JJ then uses some random object to pretend a blow job, he gulps in the process. Pope and I give him a disapproving look. "Look, once we get what we need we cut her loose, all right? Plus, we need the map." 

Kiara shrugs, "Promise me there's nothing happening between you two." We all freeze and go queit. This was the moment, everything could explode, atleast that's what it felt like. I sigh could make the van burn into flames. 

John B widens his eyes. "Nothing is happening, Kie." John B is a very, very bad liar. Barely even made eyecontact. 

"I'm being serious." Yeah, Kie could tel too, John B was gonna have to do better then that. 

"Okay!" JB throws his hands up, starting to get annoyed. 

"This isn't about you." She continues. Now I'm confused, isn't it about him, like completely about him? "This isn't about us. This is about her." She sighs. "Dude, she's gonna get inside your head. Just promise me nothing's happening between you guys." 

He widens his eyes again, "I promise." You can see in Kiara's eyes that she doesn't believe it. None of us do, not even John B himself. 

"That was... really believable." JJ nods. 

"A hundred percent believable," I mumble. 

"Anyways, I'm gonna go take care of... business." John B looks away from Kiara. 

"You're gonna take care of it." JJ shakes his head, smirking.  I could tell he was about to mimic a blow job again so I grabbed both of his hands. He statrts laughing at my movement. 

"I'll tell you... we'll just sit here..." Pope adds. 

"Huh?" JJ scrunches up his face. 

"Yeah. Yeah." John B grunts as he gets out. 

"In this hot ass car," I add. "While it's storming." He then closes the door. 

A minute later Pope begins his lecture. "Kiara, holding onto your grudge is like drinking poison and thinking Sarah will die." All the sudden, my sleepiness falls over me, my eyes are getting heavy. 

"Exactly," JJ mutters. Suddenly there's a huge rumble and I jump out of my skin, and the next thing I know, I'm clinging on to JJ. Digging my nails into his arm. "Whoa whoa whoa." He laughs as I release my grip. 

"My bad." I almost laugh, scooting back away, yawning as I do. This night as been way.... too long for me. 

"You tired?" He asks me. 

"A little." I sigh. 

"You wanna, lay on my lap?" He asks nervously. I just nod, and lay down, soon drifting off. It had only been a couple minutes when suddenly I hear a scream for help, and my eyes slowly open. I look up to see JJ playing with my hair. 

"Wait, do you guys hear that?" I ask, Kiara seemed to have, byt the look on her face. The boys were oblivious, per usual. "Shhh," I tell the boys. 

"What?" They both say in unison. 

Then we all hear someone yell, "Please, somebody help." Sarah? Maybe. 

"Oh, wait, no, I hear that." We all jump up and get out of the Twinkie. We sprint over to the treehouse to see John B unconscious on the ground, Sarah, over him. Oh my God. 

"Sarah, what happened?" Pope questions, I was about to fucking panic. 

"I don't know what to do." She sobs. "He needs help. Topper shoved him." I look up at the tall treehouse and the broken railing. Oh my God. 

"Where the hell is he?" JJ growls, his eyes scatter around the area, but no look. It's too dark, I can barely see 10 feet infront of me, unless lightening strikes. 

"Oh, please, please, please get help. I don't care who. Just call someone." She cries out. My eyes start to get watery as I look at the lifeless body of John B. He can't be dead, he can't die, he just can't. 

"Go, go get 9-11." I franticly tell Pope, and he sprints off, back towards the Twinkie. 

"Pope, hurry!!" Kiara screams out she looks back down at Sarah, who was extremely close to John B's unconcious face at the moment. Umm... wait a minute. 

"John B, please stay with me." She gasps, and she kisses him. I watch Kiara's face scrunch up into anger, disappointment, and sadness. I was shocked, I mean I knew JB was lying but he actually lied.  

"Pope, come on!!!" JJ screams out. I start to shiver, it's pretty cold out here. I also let the tears fall and I barely realized I was fool on sobbing. The shivers I were getting weren't helping eiether. The whole reason I came to this fucking island was because of John B, he can't be gone, I'll have nothing, nobody. It's almost as JJ could read my mind because suddenly JJ pulls me in for a hug, right in his chest. Somehow my sobs got louder, even thought my face was deep in his shirt. 

"We should have gone with him- I'm so dumb." I muffle out. 

JJ just rubs my back, "It's not you're fault, he'll be okay." He whispers. Will he though? DId JJ even believe those words himself?

I spent the night at the Chatua with JJ while Sarah was at the hospital with John B. We met up with her dad, once we got there and he explained to me that John B and I will be living there, I thanked him a lot but told him I want to spend the night with JJ, and he understood. 

JJ and I lay in bed for a long time, not saying anything. "I really like you." I finally whisper. I hear him chuckle. 

"Of course you do princess. What's there not to like?" I roll my eyes at that but still laugh. 

"JJ... I know there's no Pogue on Pogue macking, but what are we?" My words almost get eaten by the air I said with almost no volume. 

He goes silent for a minute. "Whatever you want us to be. We could keep it a secret. I have a feeling Kiara wouldn't be ecstatic about it." 

I think for a minute, then nod. "Yeah, I would like that." I smile. His arms wrap around me and he nuzzles into my neck. 

"Good night Coral," he mumbles. 

"Night, JJ." I sigh. 

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