~𝒪𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈~
I never knew it could feel so good to be somebody's Star
John b x OC
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We were still running when the sirens got closer — too close, close enough that my whole chest seized with each pulse of it. My eyes caught a sign in front of a house, Rose's face and name smiling up from the listing photo like she was in on the joke, and something almost hysterical rose up in my throat at the sight of it.
"We can hide in here," I said.
"You sure it's empty?" John B asked, breathless.
"Yeah. My mom's listing."
The sirens swelled again, and my whole body flinched with the sound. I punched in the code with shaking fingers. "Zero two one five. My dad's birthday." The lock beeped. I snatched the key.
"Let's check this street. They can't be far," a cop said — close enough to make me flinch, my heart lurching hard into my throat.
"Come on. Come on," I whispered, ramming the key in, my fingers clumsy with panic.
"Go," John B urged.
We slipped inside and shut the door behind us, both of us pressing our backs against it like we could hold the whole world out, our breathing loud and ragged in the sudden dark.
"Nothin' here. Check the porch. I got this one. You go next door."
"Shh," John B whispered.
"Okay, will do. I'll go around back."
A heavy knock rattled the door, and my whole body went rigid against the wood. Footsteps faded.
"All right. He's probably headed over to the Cut."
"Come on. Upstairs. Let's go," John B whispered.
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I peeked out the window in time to see Rafe and Kelce moving down the street below us, and something cold twisted in my stomach at the sight of my own brother hunting John B through the dark.
"Hurry up! This way!" Rafe called.
"I can't believe that's my brother," I said, the words tasting bitter in my mouth.
"They're headed to the Cut," Rafe said.
"Let's go down Banks Road," Kelce added, and they ran.
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Upstairs, we collapsed onto the bed, my whole body finally letting go of the tension it had been carrying for hours. I looked up at the ceiling.
Glow in the dark stars. A whole sky of them, stuck up there by someone's kid, shining quietly in the dark, and something in my chest ached at the small, ordinary sweetness of it against everything else happening outside.
"Wow," John B breathed.
"Sweet, right?"
"Yeah. Hey, did you know the bottom two stars in the Little Dipper point to the—"
