always been you- outer banks jiara fanfic // EDITED

reunion. 3

jj pov:

"no, we can't just leave him like that! i can't believe we just left him like that guys!" i shout. "we are going back right now, turn around" i say to cleo, who's standing at the wheel. "no! we go back, we get caught. what kinda plan is that?" cleo says. "it's a plan, to stick together cleo!" i say. "then we are dead together!" she says. "she's right... we had to leave, or we'd all be zip tied in the back of a truck" ki says from the bottom end of the boat. i stand against the barrier at the edge of the boat and look out at the water. *ring ring ring* i look over at the others. "what is that?" i say. ki pulls a phone out of her pocket. "it's portis?" she says. "that's john b, that's definitely john b" i say, running over and grabbing the phone from her hand. i answer it and talk through the phone, "yo, dude, this you?" i say. "yeah yeah it's me" i hear john b say. "speaker" sarah says. "speaker!" ki repeats sarah. i take the phone away from my ear and put it on speaker. "wait what did you say?" i say. "don't worry about me, i'm fine" he says. "bro it's- out h-i" is what comes through from the phone. "what?" i say. "john b?" i say. "let me talk to him" sarah says, taking the phone out of my hand. i take the wheel and listen as sarah talks to john b. "john b?" she says. "yeah yeah i'm here" he says. "are you okay?" she says. "yeah i'm fine" he says. "thank god" she says. "but look- out-g" is all we hear again. "john b? you're cutting off i can't hear you" she says. "i f- d-ve" he cuts off again. "john b!?" she says. "-here, i'll meet you back in kildare" he says. "kildare? wait kildare when?" sarah says, but the line cuts off. "john b? no no, john b?" she says. "kildare, what the hell" she says to us. "sarah, we need to make a decision, because we're sitting ducks right now. are we gonna go back, or are we gonna go home?" i say. she doesn't say anything. "sarah, now" i say. she doesn't say anything. "sarah!" i say. "he said go!" she says. "wait"- "so go" she cuts me off. "go!" she says again. i do what she says and drives the boat forward. "you think he found his father?" cleo says. "he's been missing for almost a year" pope says. i look over at ki who's sitting at the end of the boat, with her chin between her knees, playing with her bracelet again. after a while, pope, cleo and sarah go downstairs. ki stays where she is and i stay with the wheel. "ki" i say. she looks over. she waits for a minute before standing up and coming over to me. she ties her hair up in a bun before standing next to me, then gesturing towards the wheel. i move along as she takes the wheel and i sit down. "so, you didn't tell them about the diary?" i say, as i sit down in the chair next to her. "i told him i'd seen it, but i didn't tell him where" she says. "i don't get it, how would the diary help him find some city of gold" i say. she shrugs her shoulders. we sit in silence for a few seconds. "where'd the boat come from?" i say. "oh, you'll love this story" she says, laughing. i can't help but laugh aswell, even though she hasn't said anything yet. "so basically me and rafe escaped from singh's place, we worked together to come up with a plan, and so when we got out rafe took me to his boat. he said he would take me somewhere safe but he wouldn't help you guys since he doesn't trust you, so i pushed him off the boat and jacked it" she says. "you pushed rafe off a boat?" i say. she nods. "that's my girl!" i laugh and put my hand out to high-five her. she slaps it and we both laugh. "why was rafe there though? what did singh want from him?" i say. "the same thing he wanted from me, the diary. he knew rafe had the cross, and that we used to have it, so he figured one of us must have the diary" she says. "he was so into this eldorado stuff though, it sounds really cool. we could go further than full kook with that much gold" she says. "i'm in" i say. "definitely beats sitting in geometry class" i say. "beats boarding school, or wilderness therapy" she says. i nod. "i don't even know what's gonna happen when we get back to the obx. nothing good, i can tell you that. nothing good" i say. "shits gonna suck for like a year" she says. "least you don't got restitution though. no job, no family, yeah, arrows are gonna be coming in hot. but you know what we do when arrows come flying?" i pause and look at her. "ding!" i say, holding my hand up, pretending to block an arrow. "ding! ding ding!" i do it again, but on the last one i use the pole at the top of the boat roof to lift myself up and spin my legs around. "uh, quick?" she says, squinting her eyes and pointing at me. "and then a spear comes at you, you plant, disarm, shoot it right back at them. straight into the jugular, then you finish them off like heya!" i shout, pretending to smack someone. she laughs and steps forwards. i turn around to face her, but the boat wobbles and she slips. i grab her waist with one hand and the pole with the other, steadying both of us. she also grabs my waist with her hand. i look at her as she looks at me from just inches infront of me. "you know whatever happens... we're gonna solve it together. right? like we always do" she says. i look at her lips, then back at her eyes. "ki..." i say, moving my head forwards slightly. "hey guys.." a voice says from behind us, forcing me and kiara to jerk away from each other. i look at the stairs to see pope standing there, a look of betrayal on his face. "i was just gonna let you guys know we're gonna need to stop for gas soon" he says, turning around and walking down the stairs. "okay.. i uh, pope"- i say, but he ignores me and continues walking away. "shit" i say, crossing my arms on the plastic box connected to the wheel. ki sighs, "i'll talk to him" i say. she nods.

kiara pov:

fuck. fuck fuck fuck! what the fuck just happened?! me and jj... nearly kissed, and then pope came out of nowhere and now jj is sitting at the other end of the boat, not talking to me. just then sarah comes to my rescue up the stairs. she walks over to jayj and says something. they talk for a few minutes then he leaves. sarah comes over to me. i honestly just feel like i want to cry. why though? is it because me and jj didn't kiss? is that why i'm sad? and the fact that i was kidnapped and i thought i was gonna die literally a few hours ago... oh my godddd. "what happened?" she says. "me and jj nearly kissed, then pope saw and now everything is just awkward" i say. "but you guys didn't kiss?" she says, i shake my head. "are you sad about that?" she says. i shrug my shoulders. "i don't know. i really don't know. so much has happened in the past few weeks. i mean, my parents threaten to send me away, we get locked in a container on a boat trying to save you and the cross, find out wards alive and he faked his death, jj nearly dies trying to protect me, we get stranded on an island for a month, we get rescued but it turns about to be a trap, i get kidnapped and told i'm gonna be killed, i practically watch someone else die, then i nearly kiss my best friend? what the actual fuck happened to my simple life!?" i say. "i know" she says, rubbing my back. "i swear to god i don't know how much longer i can take this shit" i say. "i'll take the wheel, just try and relax" she says, grabbing the wheel. i step back and go over to the barrier at the edge of the boat. i try to calm down but all i feel is anger, anger from everything me and my friends have been put through these past few months. we didn't deserve any of it. "fuck!!" i scream letting all my anger out. my vision goes blurry and i feel tears rolling down my cheeks. i cross my arms over the barrier and wrap them around my head. i take a deep breathe and stand up. i walk down the stairs to go to the bathroom. i walk past pope cleo and jj who were on their way up the stairs, probably going up there to find out why i was screaming. "ki..." i hear one of them say but i continue walking until i get to the little bathroom on the boat. i open the door and lock it once i'm inside. i lean my back against the door and look up. i take a deep breathe as more tears leave my eyes. i fold my legs and drop to the floor, with my back still against the door, and i just sit there, by myself crying in a boat toilet.