always been you- outer banks jiara fanfic // EDITED

regret. 1

it's been a long time since i updated this and idk if i'm gonna update it again after this, so thus may be the end of this story.

jj pov:

"welcome to the outer banks cleo" pope says, she laughs. "you're crazy pope. your parents are not gonna appreciate me shacking up" she says. "nah of course they will, they might squawk but let me talk to them" pope says. i look at ki. she's walking in silence, just looking at the ground. we dropped sarah off at the chateau before coming here. i slow down a little and pope and cleo walk ahead. "are you alright?" i say. ki nods. "ki, i'm sorry, if i pissed you off or anything" i say. "you didn't" she says. "are you okay?" she says. i sigh and nod. "jayj" she says. i look at her. "there's nothing to worry about. it's all gonna be fine" she says. "all i have is a shitty little house. i don't even have parents bro" i say. "but you have us" she says. "yall are gonna be locked down when you go home lets be honest" i say. she doesn't say anything. "i'll keep in touch. i promise i won't abandon you" she says. "i know you won't abandon me... i just know i probably won't see you guys for a while" i say. she nods. "if you need me, you know where i am" she says. i nod. "my parents are gonna flip" she sighs. i snort. "great to be back in the outer banks" i say. she nods. "great" she says. "we walk down the dock and through the streets of figure eight. "can't believe we're back here" pope says. "i know" ki says. i shake my head. "we've been gone for a month but it feels like we never left" i say. they both nod. "it's a nice place" cleo says. "we've all been here our whole lives" kiara says. "yup" i say. "i've never been in the same place for more than a couple of years. always moving around. i've never had a real home or a family before" cleo says. "damn" i say. "that must've been so hard for you" ki says. she shrugs her shoulders. "i survived". kiara turns left and opens the gate to her house. "well, this is me" she says walking inside. we all follow her. "home sweet home" she says, turning round at the bottom of the porch stairs. i stand next to the stair railing, opposite pope and cleo. "damn kiara, this place looks like the white house man" cleo says. "can't wait to see my parents after them saying they were gonna send me away if i hung out with you guys again, and then i ran away with yous and lived on an island for a month" kiara says. "do you want us to hold up here?" cleo says. she shakes her head. "no, i gotta take this. thanks for walking me" she says. pope and cleo give her a wave. she walks up a few steps then turns to me. "bye jayj" she says, i look at her. i do a little salute goodbye thing and she nods. she goes up the steps and round the corner then me cleo and pope walk out of the gate.

kiara pov:

i walk up to the door and take a deep breathe. i knock on the door a few times. i lean against the pillar in between the glass of the door and the window. i take another deep breathe when i head the door open. i stand up straight to see my mom on the phone. she looks up at me. "i'm gonna have to call you back" she says. "hey mom..." i say. she grabs my head and puts hers to it, pulling me inside. "oh my god" she cries. "i'm so sorry" i say. she hugs me. "mike!" she shouts. she pulls back and feels my face. i turn sideways to see my dad standing at the bottom of the stairs with his jaw dropped. "ki.." he says, walking over. my mom steps back and he hugs me. i hug him back and my mom hugs us too. "what.. where were you?" my mom says. "we went on a boat to try and find sarah because she got kidnapped and then people tried to kill us and we got stranded on an island for a month, then we got rescued but it was actually a trap and i got kidnapped for a few days, then i escaped and we stole a boat and we came back" i say in one breathe. "what?!" my dad says. "i know. it's crazy" i say. "we're just glad you're okay" my mom  says. i nod. "are you okay? are you hurt at all?" my dad says. i shake my head. "no im okay" i say. "how did you survive on an island for a month!?" my mom says. "we speared for fish, and we crafted beds and ate coconuts and berries and like stuff like that. we survived together" i say. they sigh. "oh my god kiara. how do you get yourself into these situations? we told you no more pogues, and you go against us and look where it got you" my dad says. i shake my head. "dad they're like my second family, you can't just expect me to drop them.." i say. "we'll talk about this a different time. why don't you go and get yourself washed and changed" my mom says.