Chapter Forty Five.

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How I wish, how I wish you were here...
We're just two lost souls..
Swimming in a fish bowl..
Year after year.
Running over the same old ground...
What have we found?
The same old fears..
Wish you were here..

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Rory~

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Rory~

NIGHT had fallen by the time we had arrived at the dock that belonged to the Cameron's. The same dock over which I walked down this morning to the gruesome events that occured hours later out in the open ocean on Ward's boat.

I had calmed down, whatever and however way a person can calm down in a situation such as this, I had. The group hug gave me comfort and a sense of familiarity and safety. I knew if I had them, I'd be okay, no matter what.

Carter's betrayal, his treachery was like an arrow being plunged straight into my heart. But he had his issues and his own reasons, just the way I did about the whole thing with Rafe. Even then, I will still need more time to think about what he had done. It was afterall, mine and John B's father who Ward had killed. And Carter knew about it. And decided against telling us.

Anyways, his deception is not what's on my mind, right now. That's not at all what's worrying me.

It's my brother. 

John B stormed off with the gun and I had let him go. I knew he was angry, and I was too...I still am. I get it, he wants to kill Ward, get revenge, I do too...but, now that I've had some time to think things over... above my anger, I was in need of support and company of my brother.

I just hope to god he's not done anything stupid yet. He could be in a lot of trouble, if he has done something already.

Which leads me to here...with the pouges, JJ insisting that I stayed back at the Chat and rested but I knew that John B will only listen to me in a time like this. That's if we find him even. 

So, giving into my stubbornness while grumbling under his breath, JJ helped me to my feet and helped me change into some comfortable sweatpants and his oversized t-shirt, seeing as my clothes were ruined and stained with blood, after which we walked down the dock--well, I was limping more like with JJ and Pope helping me walk--to the HMs Pouge, with everyone else and started to sail around the Island, looking for my brother.

"What, now?" JJ voiced as we docked upon the Cameron's deck. "We just go up to the front door and ask, 'Hey, have you seen John B?'" He added, rolling his eyes.

"Look...he lives at Tannyhill, now," Kie replied, shaking her head. "It's plausible," she sighed.

"No, this is a stupid idea," I shake my head, running a hand through my hair. Still running on low energy and still feeling pain all over my body as I looked at the brunette girl while sitting on the leather seat behind the wheel. JJ beside me on the seat as well, his arm still around me as I needed him close and needed the physical touch and comfort that eh could provide me.

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