18 - Pope Vs Wasps

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Pope and I haul John B onto the roof of the Twinkie

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Pope and I haul John B onto the roof of the Twinkie. His calf is bleeding bad — raw, swollen, already bruising around the edges, the sight of it turning my stomach even as I force myself to stay steady for him.

"Careful. I'm pretty sure that'll get infected," Pope said.

"Yeah," I ease his leg up, but John B groans through clenched teeth, and I feel my own jaw tighten in sympathy.
"You're lucky. It didn't cut into muscle too much."

"Lucky? I got bit by an alligator. And my car is underwater," John B scoffed, though there's a shaky edge of humor buried under the pain.

"Do you have something to wrap it with stop the bleeding? It can—" I start, but he pulls out the bandana and hands it to me silently, and something in the sight of it, that small worn strip of his father's fabric, catches in my chest.

I take it and start wrapping, my hands moving carefully around the wound.

"Well, at least you don't have a bullet in you," I say, trying to distract him, and feel the small, tired laugh he gives back as some kind of victory.

"Oh and speak of the fricking devil," Pope mutters as headlights appear.

JJ, Sarah, and Kie pull up.

"Look who it is— the tortoise and the tortoise and the tortoise. Just a couple hours late," Pope says.

"Where the hell were you guys?" I ask, relief and irritation tangling together at once.

"Paternal complications," Kie says.

"Luke was at the Château," JJ adds.

"Oh great! While you were having family time with your pops John B got bit by a gator," Pope says.

"Like for real?" JJ asks.

"Does it look like we're joking?" I snap, exhaustion sharpening the edge in my voice.

"Okay, what the hell happened?" Sarah asks.

"What happened? I got bit by a gator!" John B yells.
"He got bit by a gator!" Pope yells at the same time.

"I don't know why I'm being yelled at because I put my ass on the line," Kie defends herself.

"You're being yelled at because it was 20 minutes," Pope fires back.

"Okay well we got here as fast as we could," Kie argues.

Everyone starts yelling over each other until—

"Shut up!" JJ yells.

Everything freezes, the sudden silence heavy and strange after all the noise.

"Seriously guys I can't take it anymore, all right? Everyone just cut it out for a second. Look I just helped my dad leave this island for good. Like he's not ever coming back. He's straight up like the Spanish. Just bon voyage."

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