Outer Banks (JJ Maybank x Reader) Book 1

The 25k

"Welcome to Crackhead Wasteland," Sarah mutters as we pull up to the broken down trailer park. "I don't know about this, man," Pope says. "Dude, why are we at Barry's?" John B asks as JJ stops the car. "This'll only take a second," JJ nods, stepping out of the car. "Where you going?" John B asks as he slides the door open. "Yo soy justicia," JJ calls as he walks into the house. "Did you glean anything from that?" Pope asks, the orange sunset changing the color of his face. "You know somebody should probably-," Kie says. "Yeah, I got it," I groan, stepping down from the van to follow JJ inside. "Right," Kie nods as I sigh.

"Hey, so what's your plan, slick?" I ask JJ, folding my arms over my chest as he rummages through the kitchen. "Well, as thou hath stealeth from us," He says in an accent, picking up pillows. "We shall stealeth from ye," He says, glancing up at me. "Yeah, that kinda got lost in translation," I sigh. "An eye for an eye, y/n," He says, walking past me and into the next room. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's great JJ. But what happens after you rob a drug dealer, huh?" I ask him quickly, putting my hands on his shoulders to try and stop him from searching. "He knows who we are," I say once I have his attention.

"I'm not scared of this guy," He scoffs, brushing past me. "JJ, don't-," I mutter, but it's too late, he walks into Barry's room, pulling open closets. John B joins me in the kitchen. "There we go," JJ calls from the next room. "What's he doing?" John B mutters. "He wants money," I sigh. "Money? It's a drug dealer!" John B hisses. "What are you doing?" John B calls. "Getting even!" JJ shouts back. "Alright, took care of business," He says, rejoining us in the kitchen. "Hey, look at-look at me," John B snaps, grabbing his shoulders and turning him so he faces us. "If you keep going down this road you're gonna end up just like you're dad," He says. "John B!" I snap as JJ shoves him. "You watch your mouth, man," JJ spits at him.

"Aren't you tired of being messed with?" He asks. "That's not the point, JJ," John B mutters. "'Cause I am," JJ says. "Alright, so we're lookin' at about 4 grand each for reparations for putting us through that bullshit," JJ says, joining the others outside. "Sorry about that, ya'll," He nods, counting out the money. "So that's what we're doing now? We're robbing drug dealers?" Kie asks. "This Barry guy's gonna find out," Sarah says. "And he's gonna come after us," She says. "Yes, he will, okay, this is not the time to start wilin' out," Pope shouts. "How'd you guys like havin' a gun pulled on you?" JJ asks. "Relax," John B says, walking up to JJ.

"He had it right here on you, bro," JJ says, pointing a finger against his face. "Look, we've gotta go get the gold, okay? Just give me that shit, we're putting it back," John B says, trying to grab the money. JJ slams him against the car. "You feel like a tough guy? Huh?" John B asks. "What are you gonna do when he comes for us?" John B whispers. "We punch him in the throat," JJ whispers back. "Yeah, good fuckin' idea, JJ," John B rolls his eyes. "I'm not puttin' it back," He shakes his head, stepping into the van. None of us follow. "You guys gettin' in or what?" He calls.

When none of us move, he finally gets back out. "What?" He asks, placing his hands on his hips. "We're sick of your shit," John B says, stepping up to him. "Oh, my shit?" He says with a nod. "Yeah, yeah, you're shit," John B says. "Yes," Kie groans. "Your pulling guns on people shit," She says. "You acting like a frickin' maniac-," Pope says. "Okay, Pope, I took the fall for you, man!" JJ shouts. "You know how much money I owe because of you?" He asks, pursing his lips. "I'm gonna pay you back, and I didn't even ask you to do that!" He shouts.

"I just did!" He screams, stepping up to him. "Pay it back," He whispers. "Right here. Right now. By myself," He says, clenching his jaw. He looks at us, nodding. "You know what?" He asks. "That's exactly what I'm gonna do," He says, grabbing the money. "Go off by myself," He says, zipping up the duffel bag. "JJ...," Pope says, trying to go after him. "Hey, wait, man," John B says, grabbing his shoulder. "Just let him go," Sarah nods.

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"Look, he'll come around, alright? It's... he's doing a JJ thing," John B sighs, trying to comfort me. The five of us sit around a table at the Wreck, which is empty other than us. "You think he'll go home?" Kiara asks. "There's about a zero percent chance that JJ goes home," Pope says. "Shit, I should've followed him," I mutter, flopping my head into my hands. "Y/n," Kie says, making me look at her. "He's gonna be okay," She nods, reassuring me. "You okay?" John B asks Sarah. She nods slightly. "Yeah," She whispers. "Are you?" She asks him.

"I mean, I'm in one piece, so...," He grins with a shrug. "Okay," Pope sighs dramatically. "It's too dangerous to pawn this thing off piecemeal," He nods to himself, pacing in front of us. "So, our best bet is to go down there and get the rest of it," He says, rubbing his head. "Bring it all up at once. Put it in- in a safe or a vault or something," He says. We nods, agreeing. "I-I don't know. Just until we can find someone who won't rip us off," Pope says. "Okay, I can go figure it out tonight, get it done, and we can be out there as early as tomorrow morning," Pope tells us.

"Alright, let's do it," John B nods. "Easy," Pope agrees. "Yeah, let's go," I say. "What about that thing with my dad," Sarah says. "Shit," John B mutters. "What thing?" Pope asks. "I have to go fishing... with Ward," John B sighs. Pope sighs, dropping his elbows onto the table.

"You can't get 400 mil 'cause you're gonna go kill fish?" Kie asks, eyes wide. "Look, I have to go," John B sighs. "Blow it off!" Pope says. "It's 400 million in gold!" He says. "Make something up!" Kie agrees. "Look, I-I have to, okay? He... he saved me, alright? If it weren't for Ward, y/n and I would both be in foster care," He says. "So... I have to go," He sighs. "Plus, it'll be better to do it at night," He says. "Right?" He asks, pleading with us. "Fine. Fine, go fishing," Pope caves first. "And at least, JJ will probably have washed up by then," Kie nods.