03 seriously what the fuck is going onThe group began coughing and making their way to the back of the plane to get out. "Lia, let's go." John B commanded the girl as she was the last one for him to help out. "Talia, you gotta get out before it sinks." JJ called out to the girl, she glanced back at Jimmy slumped in the pilot seat. "Hang on!" She shouted as the blonde made her way back through the sinking plane to help him. "No, no, no, Lia. Come on!" John B called out to his sister once again. JJ tried to make his way back into the plane before being stopped by Pope who pulled him towards the pier. "Pope! What are you doing!" The blonde exclaimed as he was being pulled away. "She's fine for now, we need to get out of sight." He informed the blonde.
"Portis." Talia tried to get the man's attention. "Come on Portis. Wake up." Talia groaned as she lifted the man out of the open window with her and began swimming back to shore. "Where's Talia?" JJ questioned, as he caught sight of the blonde girl swimming to shore, dragging an unconscious Jimmy Porter with her. "No." He gasped. "What is she doing?" He questioned harshly, concern now etched on his features.
Talia struggled pulling Jimmy up onto the beach, locals running over to help immediately. "Thank you." The man rolled over with a cough. "You lied to us." Talia staunched the man as she coughed up the excess water she'd inhaled. "Who are you?" She questioned, hearing the rev of an ATV engine, her head snapped up in the direction of the sound, seeing multiple men headed her way. "Oh god." Jimmy breathed out. "You should get out of here." He advised. "Shit." Talia let out as she pushed herself up off the sand and began running in an unknown direction. She hated when these things happened and she had no knowledge of her surroundings, nothing vexed her more because she was unaware whether she was evading danger or running straight towards it like a trap. She ran until she was in between two boats up on posts as she found no way out, the men surrounding every possible exit to the beach. Hiding underneath one of the boats, a man came and looked directly at her, with all her might, she kicked him, throwing him backwards. "She's over here." He called out to his colleagues, one of which making his way over and grabbing her.
"Get off of me." She screamed as she wiggled attempting to get out of his hold. The rest of the Pogues watched on from their hiding place, both John B and JJ having had to be held back by the girls and Pope to stop them going after Talia. "Damn it!" JJ swore as Talia was taken away. "What are we, what are we gonna do? We're gonna go after her, right?" He questioned the group. "What can we do?" John B sighed, rubbing his hands down his face. "Bro, that's your sister!" JJ ground his teeth together, he knew he'd get pushback, he just didn't expect it from John B. "JJ, we don't know where we are or where they're taking her. Right now we'd be doing more harm than good. We're no help to her if we're locked up too. Lia is smart, she can handle herself." John B defended in an attempt to calm JJ, although he himself was also worried about the blonde girl, he had faith in his sister to hold her own.
While sat handcuffed in the back of a truck she heard one of the men's radios go off. "We lost the others. We'll keep searching." A man's voice came through. Hearing footsteps the blonde looked up to see Jimmy Portis walking towards her. "I saved your life." She growled. "I know, I know. I'm sorry. I'm gonna try to help you, okay?" He attempted to reassure the girl who was breathing shakily as she feared for her safety. "I swear, I didn't know it was gonna be like this. Look, if you don't fight, if you just do what they say, these guys prob. . . probably won't hurt you." The man stumbled over his words, Talia's heart skipped a beat as she realised how unsure the man was on the likelihood of her coming out of this unharmed. "What did Ward promise you?" She quizzed, hoping to understand why this was happening. "Who?" Jimmy asked, clear confusion overtaking his features, Talia dipped her head to the side, imagining her face mimicked the man's in front of her. Because; if not Ward Cameron, then who was doing this?
"Hey, just take my advice and do what they say. Good luck." Were Jimmy's last words to the girl as he walked away, the truck's engine starting and one of the men jumping into the tray of the truck with her, she turned her head. Her heart immediately aching in pain at the fact that she was separated from her brother and her boyfriend again. The only fact to give her comfort being that she knew they were both safe for now.
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After a decent drive, the truck pulls up to the drive of a long estate. More men in the same uniform guard a singular gate to get in, armed and with dogs, Talia is led into the house on the estate where she meets the maid at the door. Looking around at her surroundings she notices lots of items that seem to belong from other time periods and look very expensive. The woman guides her further in the home. "Take her upstairs. The Orinoco room." She commands the man inside who grips her arm and leads her upstairs. "This way. Up." He demands. Forcing her into a room. She turns to look at him. "Why am I here? Who are you working for?" She questioned him, having deduced this was definitely not at the hands of Ward Cameron. But there was another player on the board, someone a lot wealthier and more powerful, which meant someone she should definitely be afraid of.
"Dinner at eight. I'd clean up." The man informed closing the door on her. "Just tell me what they want." She pleaded, banging on the door after it was closed on her. Making her way over to the open closet, she found three identical read dresses with a note attached. Pick your size. "Seriously, what the fuck is going on." She muttered to herself.
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