"Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours..."
fem! oc x JJ Maybank
fem! oc x male! oc
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"Welcome to Crackhead Wasteland." Sarah mumbled under her breath.
"I don't know about this, man."
"Dude, why are we at Barry's?" Pope asked.
JJ barely payed them any attention as he looked at Barry's ID, wanting to make sure he had the correct address, "This'll only take a second."
Kirsten stepped out the car, "Where you going?"
"Yo soy justicia." He called out to her.
"This is trespassing." Evelynn whispered, taking Luca's hand, letting him help her out the car.
She was a bit confused when he immediately let go and turned away from her. He hadn't spoken to her since they had been attacked by Barry. She knew he was upset with the way she allowed herself to talk back to someone that had a gun pointed at her, but things like that were normal for her. She had spent almost her entire life talking back to people that could possibly hurt her, she didn't understand why it was an issue now.
"Did you glean anything from that?" Pope asked.
"He said something about justice."
"Yeah, i figured that." John B nodded sarcastically.
"You know somebody should probably..." Kie trailed off.
Kirsten leaned off the car, going to follow after the Maybank, only for John B to open his door and gently grab her shoulder.
"Don't worry, I got it."
"Right." She sighed softly.
Evelynn gave Kirsten a look when she noticed the way her friend frowned. Tapping her shoulder, she gestured for the oldest Carrera to go ahead.
Kirsten nodded, leaving Evelynn to deal with the others.
"Yeah, so what's your plan, slick?" John B asked, holding the door open for Kirsten, expecting that she would have followed along.
"Well, as thou hath stealeth from us, we shall stealeth from ye."
John squinted, "That kind of got lost in translation."
"An eye for an eye, John B."
"Yeah, that's great—"
"What are gonna do, JJ?" Kirsten started, "He knows who we are. And he's a freaking drug dealer, who knows what he's going to do to us."
The Maybank scoffed, "I'm not scared of this guy."
"You don't have to be scared of him. Scared or not, one of us is gonna get hurt because of this." She told him in a soft voice, not wanting to upset him more than he already was.
JJ clenched his jaw, ultimately deciding to ignore her words. He moved past her to go into a different room.
