S3E9|| NIGHTMARE

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(Y/n) pov

"It could've been a faulty electrical wire.", Pope suggested.

"It was made out of wood, basically bound to burn eventually.", Kie sighed.

"The thing just went up.", Cleo stated sadly.

It was Topper. My brother Topper. My fraternal twin brother, Topper. Nobody else, just him. No faulty wires of anything. It was arson.

"Well, it's pretty damn obvious that whoever's up there, doesn't like you at all, bro.", JJ assured my brother.

"It was Topper.", I mumbled.

"What, babe?", my husband asked me.

"Topper burnt this place down. I saw him. Look.", I stated clearly as I showed him the picture from last night.

"John B, look.", he told his best friend as he showed him the picture.

John B scoffed in bitterness at the photo.

"That motherfucker!", my brother spat.

"Why didn't you show us sooner, babe?", JJ asked softly.

"Well, y'all were assuming it was power lines and shit so, I waited.", I shrugged.

"You coulda told us anyway. Let's go, we're telling the cops.", JJ said as he grabbed my car keys.

With him in the drivers seat, we drove towards the police station to make a full report. I brought the empty gas canister with us in a bag in case they didn't believe us.

"Shoupe!", I shouted as we walked in.

"Hey, don't be yellin', (Y/n)! What happened now? Y'all burned down a boat or something? Or are you turning yourself in for beating the shit outta Topper?", Shoupe asked sternly.

"Nah, but I brought this. Topper set John B's house on fire last night. I know there weren't any reports but that's because he doesn't have any neighbors around his house. Check for fingerprints, I'm sure they'll come back as a match for Topper.", I deadpanned.

"That's all you have? No actual evidence? You guys sure love to place the blame on innocent Kooks.", my uncle scoffed.

"Innocent my ass! (Y/n), took a picture of him! Show him, babe!", JJ exclaimed.

Pulling out my phone, I showed my uncle the photo I took.

"I had to zoom in but that's him in his car, leaving while the fire was still burning. He could've killed us, Shoupe.", I stated firmly.

"I'll check this all out. If it's negative, I'm placing you under arrest for a false police report. You understand that, (Y/n)?", he asked firmly.

"Yeah, got it. We've gotta go.", I sighed as we left.

"Hey, babe, Sarah texted me. The plane is gonna be here in one hour. You sure you don't want to come with us? It's a once in a lifetime opportunity, cupcake.", he rambled.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm gonna stay behind. See if I can get something figured out for John B. He can't be homeless forever.", I assured him.

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