The next few hours were a blur, everything happened so fast, you couldn't process it through the tears and anxiety. Pope had fallen, and the cross came soon after- you all successfully dodged it, but as you were figuring out what to do with the cross and how to carry the heavy-ass pure gold cross, Pope had an allergic reaction to the wasps that stung him.
JJ's cousin Ricky came in clutch giving him a pediatric dose of epinephrine, it had everyone freaking out for a couple half an hour on whether or not he was going to make it. Thankfully he was revived but unfortunately because of how hyped up he was due to the side effects, he insisted and driving and crashing Kie's dad's truck straight into an oak tree.
So much for him ripping the ears off of everyone inside of the car.
After everyone safely exited the car John B tried stopping him from getting run over by a semi, you noticed the person driving the truck and the person in the passenger seat as Rafe and Renfield who were driving from the direction of the church.
It was gone.
Pope was pissed as hell but coming back to the church and not seeing that cross there had lit a fire of determination in him. You all went straight to the Chateau for the Twinkie and drove back to the road where the accident happened.
"Oh shit!" Kie groaned. "They found the truck."
Several police cars blocked off the road where it was, John B had no other choice but to stop as Shoupe approached the van.
"Good evening, Officer," John B squinted as the cop pointed the flashlight into the car.
"Sheriff," He corrected.
"Speed kills, huh," John B joked about the scene of the totaled truck.
"I pulled the tags and I know whose truck that is," Shoupe pointed the flashlight through the driver's seat window and to the back of the truck where Kie was sitting behind the passenger seat in a ball, hiding from view. "Hey, Kie! You drop your weed pen back there?"
"Found it," Kie gave Shoupe a thumbs up with a weak smile.
Pope who was behind John B's seat, spoke up between the headrest and the door, "Sheriff, I just wanna say that this is all my fault. She had nothing to do with this, I take a hundred percent full responsibility."
"Nothing to do with it, huh?" Shoupe scoffed, "You wanna try that again? Your parents reported the truck missing four hours ago and the keys were missing from the house, I'm taking you home or I can pull you all in for leaving the scene of an accident."
You exhaled stressfully and rubbed your temples, not one day, not one day without a break.
"I gotta deal," Kie gave you a 'save me' look. You sent her a pitiful smile knowing that it wasn't going to go down well for her. "Hit me up later and make sure I'm still alive."
The rest of you would have to retrieve the cross without her.
The truck that carried the cross had just pulled up to the Cameron house as the five of you did.
"How much you wanna bet Rafe has the cross inside that truck right now?" Pope comments as you all peer over the concrete wall to get a better look at what was going on.
"There's only one way to find out," Sarah walks in the direction of the front gate. John B goes after her and catches her before she's gone.
"Jesus Christ," You facepalm and lean your head against the wall. You hear Pope and JJ make their own comments in protest of wasting time for declarations of love.
Pope whispers to him as John B limps back to you, JJ, and Pope with a dopey smile, "Do you want me to perform your vows while you're at it?"
"Did you say 'be safe'?" JJ asks.

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Paradise on earth
FanfictionY/N Routledge was just an ordinary girl from the wrong side of the island in North Carolina, school is out and a summer full of keggers, surfing, and denying feelings for her brother's best friend awaits her. That is until her older brother John B a...