"They say you fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time."
Andrea Rutledge and her blonde best friend, the best duo in OBX, what happens when during there adventure to find the Gold they realized maybe they aren't just...
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I rubbed the sleep out of my eye slowly sitting up and taking in my surroundings. I was laying in between JJ and John B, "hey—" I croaked, my voice coming out strained.
JJ was smoking a blunt beside me and John B was dazing. "Here, for the pain." I pluck it out of his fingers and take a hit suddenly my pain felt a lot better. "Thank you." I sigh blowing it upwards. "why didn't you guys wake me up?"
"You needed sleep, we have gone into town." John B informs me.
I nod and look down to my leg that was bleeding, "Kie do you have a towel?"
"Yes, one sec." She replies rummaging through the van compartment, "not it—-uh—one sec!—Who the hell put beef jerky in here." She murmurs, sitting up and waving a bag of slim Jim around.
"Ooh, my jerky!" JJ excitedly said, reaching over and snatching the sandwich bag full of meat from her hands. She let out a little scoff before digging back in, "found it!" She exclaimed proudly, wiping sweat off her forehead. "This place needs to be cleaned." She declared, handing me the towel.
"Yeah Kie. I'll put that on my lists of things to do, in between running from the cops and going to jail."
"Touché"
I lean back into my seat and wrap it around my leg. "Does it hurt bad?" John B worries, scrunching up his face.
"Nothing I can't handle."
"Wait, where's Pope?" And on perfect timing, he comes stammering around the car, and from his facial expression I could tell whatever the paper was in his hands wasn't good. "Guys..." He said waving it around. "Look!"
"Get in the car!"
"Is he high?" I snap my head in the direction of JJ, "Stop getting him high JJ maybank!" I demanded I flicked him on his nose with the tip of my finger. He pursed his lips, slouching into his chair. "He said he wanted to!"
I send the pouting boy a deathly glare, which made him stop speaking. "Come on Pope!"
Once he got inside, I reach over snatching it out of his scrawny hands, and searched the paper with my eyes, my jaw gaps at the Wanted flyers with my brother's face on them. "Reward 20,000?" I read off in a questioning tone. "He's worth a little more than that." I feel a nudge and I turn to JJ shaking his head.
"Just saying," I mumble under my breath. "It's okay. "Sarah's gonna bail me out." John B, sounding like he was trying to convince himself.
"Yucanta man! That's the only option. We got to get you off the island."
"We are not sending him away, okay? Sarah will tell the cops what happened and will get this shit figured out. I'm not losing my brother." I rebel crossing my arms over my chest.
