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Chapter Twenty ✯¸.•'*¨'*•✿✿•*'¨*'•.¸✯
The night was quiet, unlike her head.
Listening to Pope tell John B about his failing relationship with Kie, Avery stared up at the clear navy skies. The boat bopped ever so slightly on the waters, relaxing her muscles. She apologised to Pope, feeling awful about him being friend zoned when she knew much he liked Kie. John B questioned his relationship, still hung up on the fact that Sarah didn't tell Topper about their unofficial wedding and tried his best to explain his reaction to Ward's death.
"What about you?" John B softly spoke, looking over at Avery. The blonde hummed cluelessly, glancing over her shoulder at him. He cracked a gentle smile, "you and JJ. What's going on?"
"It's complicated," She humourlessly laughed, sitting up from her laying position. Without thinking, she blurted out, "we almost did it, like- you know, got back together I guess you could say. But then the thing with Heyward happened and now it's even more awkward than before"
"Great," Pope sighed, "all three of us suck in the relationship club. Good to know"
"Would you say that you and JJ are off the table?" John B genuinely asked, watching the girl shrug at his question.
"That kid is infatuated with you. It can't be" Pope chuckled halfheartedly. It was obvious to everyone how in love JJ was with her, even through the breakup and complications.
As if on cue, JJ's voice loudly approached. "Hot potato, hot potato, hot potato two!"
"Shit," Avery giggled, crouching down to get her beer can. Kie had thrown her one from the dock but she failed miserably to catch it, leaving it to make a splash. Feeling a nudge, she looked up to see John B offering his opened can, "thanks"
"What are you guys doing down here? Having a good cry?" JJ deadpanned. His eyes were on Avery, watching her down the drink as much as she could before grimacing at the sensation running down her throat.
"Cry? What are you talking- we don't cry" John B frowned, joking.
"I cry," Avery gulped, lowering the can from her lips. "A lot actually"
Kie chuckled at her comment before looking over at John B, "you know it's not your fault, right?"
"You think she'll come around?" John B asked his friends.
Avery nodded while Kie verbalised, "yeah, dude. She's one of us"
After a moment of John B mindlessly mumbling about his former Kook being a Pogue, he dared himself to do a backflip. The tension lifted and the group began to bicker, laughing as Avery stood up and threatened to push him in. Not giving up the idea of jumping, John B challenged her, grabbing her arms. A squeal left her lips as she tried to wiggle out of his grip. Before she knew it, her body was hitting the cool water and she was flaying around, pushing herself up to the surface. She resurfaced before John B did, not believing that he just dragged her down with him. While Pope and Kie cheered, laughing at the two, JJ took a large mouthful of his beer.
