an island full of secrets that looks so pretty from afar, but you set foot onto it and your faced with the reality. it holds the damaged, the broken, the broke, the drugged, the rich, the greedy, the creative, the lustful, the forbidden, the denied...
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"Red, angry, hateful, livid. Only a brother could feel that hatred towards his sister" ------------------------------------------------------
When they pulled into the Chateau, Kiara's car was gone. John B was there though. Pope didn't want to wake them but Patch'd jumped up in JJ's lap, causing both him and Tyler to stir. She let her eyes adjust to the light. She didn't want to be there but she had to be. She didn't want them to make her go inside either but she'd have to and even if they didn't make her, something would definitely give away she was here.
Pope got out one side, they got out the other with Patch, who was now on the ground running through the yard. She ran laps around it, then she went towards the house, the door was open like always but Patch went through the little dog door on the screen anyways.
She walked slowly towards the house with JJ right at her side, she didn't know what John B was going to say to her when she got in there. She was honestly scared for whatever he was going to say. She didn't know if he was going to yell or potentially throw a shoe at her head.
Pope was ahead of them. She could feel him look at her. She turned her head to look at him when she saw his head move to the side from her peripheral. She turned to look at him too.
"Yes Jayj?" She asked, she didn't know why he was looking at her like that either.
"Whatever happens Ty, I'm not leaving you" He looked at her with those bright eyes, the ocean swirled inside. She felt so safe. She knew he'd never leave her. They were stuck like glue.
"Thank you" She looked at him, she knew he wasn't going anywhere. He never would.
"You ready to go in there?" He wondered, wanting to make sure she was ready for this, ready for whatever awaited her inside.
"I'm ready" She was trying to convince herself, grabbing his hands making sure he knew she'd be okay. Even if John B was going to yell at her for everything, there wasn't even any reason to yell. It wasn't like she'd done anything, she just couldn't tell him who'd done what to her because even though Rafe'd done what he did, she didn't want him to die. Her heart was to big.
They walked hand in hand into the house. Pope in front and upon walking through the front door, the place was a giant mess. They all knew what'd probably transpired here. She didn't let go of his hand, she needed comfort just because thats what she needed. She'd be able to take whatever her brother would say while he was there. If he wasn't she didn't know what she'd do. She needed him to be there with her, like he'd been there for everything else he'd known what'd happened to her when she didn't even say anything. Thats what she loved about him, she didn't need to explain anything to him and he didn't expect her to. He listened when she needed him to listen which is what counted anyways.
