Jackson Maybank was the light of Talia Routledge's life. Every day that the Maybank boy was in the Routledge girl's life was a day guaranteed to start with the sunrise and end with the sunset, no matter how awfully terrible the weather got, that sun...
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02 barbados
"Princess, wake up." The sound of JJ's voice filled Talia's ears, she stood up to find John B yelling at the plane, swinging his arms around in the air, looking to her left she found JJ looking uncertain. She immediately grasped his hand. "J. Nothing is going to change." She reassured, pressing her forehead against his. The group made their way to where the plane was landing, getting ready to hop in the plane.
"So what's the story? You guys sink a boat?" The unknown pilot asked the group. "Jumped off one. Her dad's." John B answered the man. "In-laws, man. Tough." He responded, Talia found something to be off with the man and inched closer to JJ, who threw his arm around her shoulders out of habit. "Well, have no fear, Jimmy's here." The man, now known to be Jimmy introduced himself. "Well all hail Jimmy, guys!" Cleo announced as the group began to climb aboard the small plane, Talia lingered behind for a second. "Lia." JJ spoke up turning to look at the unmoving girl.
"There's something off about him, J." The blonde girl shook her head. "And what is there for us when we do get back anyway? My parents are still dead, your dad's still a dead shit. Life is so easy and fun here." Talia deadpanned and while JJ honestly believed everything she was saying to be true, he knew that if the pair of them were to stay on the island by themselves they would miss John B too much and he was sure if he had allowed her to stay she would live to resent the blonde for keeping her away from her brother. "Baby." He spoke softly, stopping in front of the girl. "It's you and me forever, okay? Nothing's going to stop us and no-one's going to pull us apart." He muttered, lowering his head to give the girl a quick peck on the lips. "Okay let's go." He nodded his head towards the small plane, the girl obliging and following her friends.
"So what were you doing all the way out here?" JJ asked Jimmy to make conversation as the group sat comfortably in the cargo hold of the small plane. "I got a little guide outfit in Saint Vincent. I was spotting fish." Jimmy responded, this perked up JJ, John B and Talia's ears as that's something the three of them had been doing since they were little. Big John taught them and the three of them had fished together ever since. "What were you spotting?" JJ continued the conversation with Jimmy. "You know, the usual, Wahoo." At this Talia's head snapped up to meet John B's eyes, who was sitting directly across from her as she sat on JJ's lap, the blonde boy's hands immediately coming out to rest on her waist. John B sent the pair a knowing look as he looked up. Fear settling in Talia's stomach, she leant back into JJ, taking a deep breath, the blonde boy holding onto her tighter, placing a singular kiss to her exposed neck as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"I love you, Tal." She squeezed her eyes shut at this. "I'd hold onto something. Gets a little spicy on takeoff." He let the group know, JJ removed his arms from the blonde girl to use his arms to hold onto something. "Hold me." He told her, the blonde girl obliging, wrapping her arms around his waist and holding onto him like her life depended on it, once the plane was safely in the air, she let go of him but remained on his lap, the blonde boy lowering his arms and wrapping them around her waist once again, resting his head on her shoulder.
JJ and John B looked around at the group with enough concern on their faces that it intrigued the group, everyone slowly coming in closer. "Wahoo don't run in September. Ever. All right?" He announced quietly to the group. "So whoever this man is, he's not a fisherman." Talia finished for the blonde boy she was currently occupying. "Maybe the rum just starts earlier out here." Pope tried to defend to the duo. "Are you sure about that?" JJ questioned. "In the Caribbean?" Talia continued for him.
"No." Sarah spoke up. "I know what this is." John B looked up at the other blonde on the plane. "He's working for my dad." She concluded. "And he's probably been looking for us the entire time." She continued. "All right, well we gotta find out." JJ sighed from behind Talia. "Start looking for some sort of. . . clues." JJ trailed off, noticing a satchel hanging from Jimmy's pilot seat. JJ started motioning to John B as the pair put the plan in play. "Hey! Jimmy!" John B got the man's attention, clearing his throat. "Yeah. What's up?" Jimmy responded. "How long you had this bird?" John B started his distraction.
JJ started rifling through Jimmy's things with the help of Pope, Talia still sitting in the blonde's lap, the plane hit some turbulence, JJ immediately grabbing onto something to steady himself with one hand, the other firmly planted on Talia's waist, holding her in place. The group began formulating a plan to save themselves. As JJ began putting Jimmy's belongings back in his satchel, the man turned his head noticing the blonde boy reaching into his bag. "Hey, man. What the hell?" Jimmy stated, grabbing onto JJ, abandoning his controls as the plane began nosediving into the waters of Barbados, Jimmy grabbed onto the controls to try and regain control but it was too late. The plane crashed.
