We told Pope and Kiara to meet us back at the Chateau so we can tell them everything. John B and I are leaning against the fence while Pope and Kiara are sitting down and JJ pacing around explaining everything in detail. Being dramatic.
"And we were right outside like this," JJ says as he leans up against the wall, "and all we hear is just, 'Bam! Bam! Bam!', knocking paint off the wall, G! From the inside. And I'm just looking at them, like- Wait, first off, look at this shit." He walks over to Pope and Kie shaking his hair so the paint can fall out, "Look at it."
"That's dandruff, disgusting." Kie says
"It's not, Kie. Trust me." I say with my arms crossed
"Okay, thank you." Pope says making JJ stop
"Look at all that. Alright? That's paint. At that point, I was just, like... I'm waiting for death." JJ says while trying to catch his breath
"Oh, okay, so you saw the guys that shot at us, right?" Pope asks
"Yes."
"Yeah."JJ and I say at the same time, again.
"Did you get a good description of them? What did they look like?" Pope asks us
"Yeah, anything?" Kie asks as well
"Anything we can bring to a police report?" Pope asks, Kie looks at me then John B then JJ
"Burly." JJ says
"Burly?" Pope says
"Yeah. You know, like-" JJ says
"That's not very helpful." Kie says as she puts her hands in her face
"Okay, well, no, like the type of guys at my dad's garage." JJ says and I point at him
" Yeah. Like the guys that my dad brings over to get stoned." I say
"Yeah, like you guys know my dad made cargo hides for drug smugglers." JJ explains
"Yeah. Yes. No, we know." Kie says as she shakes her head
"I can tell you with full confidence, these boys, these killers..." JJ says as he leans against the wall and take a hit out of his vape, "they're square groupers."
"They're square groupers, like narco square grouper? Like Pablo Escobar square grouper?" Pope asks
"Exactly like that." I say as I walk toward JJ, he looks at me knowing full well that I want his vape. He gives it to me.
"You guys, not everything is a kingpin movie." Kie say with frustration
"Well, that's the best description, hunny." I say as I blow out the smoke and JJ smiles at me. I give his vape back.
"What does this square grouper look like? Specifically?" Pope asks
"Mate, you weren't there!" I yell
"Well apparently you don't know what to look for!" Pope yells back at me
"We wasn't taking little mental polaroids the entire time!" JJ yells, "we were under duress, okay?"
I lose my breath quite quickly and my chest starts to tighten. I want to get out of here.
"Guys, I'm going to head out." I say
"Why?" JJ says but I don't listen, I carry on walking out holding my chest
"What was that about?" I hear Pope asks
I begin walking down the path out to the road but I stop so I could try and catch my breath. My chest feels so tight.
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Lost Pogue [j.m]
FanfictionTHE BOOK IS PAUSED. ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ 16 year old, Maryse Webster, out with her friends trying to have a normal and fun summer only to discover a boat underwater during one of their boat rides. After that shit goes down. But a certain...