XVIII. Shit talking bitch

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Lillian's POV

LATER IN THE day, we find ourselves sitting on John B's porch waiting for him to return so we could start making a plan. Kie was pacing back and forth, Pope was sitting on a stool next to JJ, and I was sitting besides JJ, my legs on his lap.

"Where is he?" Kie complained, her voice laced with impatience.

I looked up with the intent to calm her down, but my eyes landed on something behind her.

On the other side of the patio's screen, John B was talking to Sarah Cameron as she walked her bike to the house.

My face dropped and I got up from JJ's lap. "You've got to be shitting me."

The other three looked up to see what I was staring at and instantly knew that the next twenty minutes of their lives were not going to be easy.

"No." Kie shook her head in disbelief before turning to join my side. "No, this is not happening."

There was a heavy silence as John B opened the screen door and ushered Sarah in. The tension was thick as the Kook princess sat down on the couch next to John B.

Kie was the first to break the silence. "No effing way!" she boomed glaring at John B. "You brought her here? So what? She's in on this now?"

John B looked over to Pope and JJ for help.

"I dunno." Pope shrugged.

JJ took a quick glance over at me, not liking that Sarah's presence was making everyone uncomfortable, and let out a small sigh. "Look," he said, pointing a finger at his honorary brother, "all I care about is her cut comes out of your share."

"She's not getting a share at all," I snapped, glaring at John B and Sarah. "She's not in on this."

"You know, I don't remember taking a vote." Kie tilted her head at John B. Her voice got louder the more words she spoke. "This is our thing. A Pogue thing."

"I gotta say," Pope spoke up, raising a finger in the air, "I'm just a tad uncomfortable with all of this."

"Thank you!" Kie shouted.

John B gave him an incredulous look. "When are you not uncomfortable?"

„I dunno. I rode here on the back of JJ's bike pretty comfortably."

"It's true." JJ nodded. "Most relaxed I've ever seen him."

John B turned his head, his forehead creased. "That's cute, guys," he said with bitter sarcasm.

"You know we were all extremely comfortable until you brought her." Kie turned to stare at Sarah with narrowed eyes.

Sarah rolled her eyes, clearly not wanting to take any shit from us. "Stop talking about me like I'm not here," she snapped.

Kie didn't wait a second before responding, "then leave."

"No one wants you here anyways, princess," I added.

My tone was sharp and I was ready to fight. "Out of all of us, your presence is the least necessary."

"I told you," Sarah scoffed, turning her head to John B.

My eyebrows furrowed before raising to give John B a look that said, 'Really? Talking about us behind our backs now?' Though, she said nothing and crossed her arms as Kie spoke.

"Told him what, exactly?" Kie's head tilted and she leaned to the side so her face was at the same level as Sarah's. "That you're a liar?"

"Or a traitor?" I added.

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