𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑，𝗃𝗃 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗄

𝖿𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗒 𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘, 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎, 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐁𝐄, JJ and I had all made our way to the airstrip together. John B, Liv Sarah were first there by themselves, causing the blonde boy to stress, "Dude, where is everybody?" He yelled rhetorically, "We should just get in the Twinkie and get them."

The sound of a motorcycle pulling up caught our attention, "There's Pope and Cleo." Riley called out.

"Were you guys waiting for us?" The dark skinned girl questioned.

"Yes, we were." The Maybank boy yelled irritably, "You're late."

"Did you actually convince your Pops this time?" I asked the Heyward boy.

He nodded as he clambered off the vehicle, "Cleo convinced him."

JJ grinned, "That's what I'm talking about."

Pope frowned, "Where's Kie?"

The Thompson girl shrugged, "I don't know. It's gotta be her parents. They've been up her ass."

Phoebe sighed, "They must have said she couldn't come."

"We're gonna have to do this without her," Pope spoke up.

Olivia immediately shook her head, "No. We can't do this without her. I can drive to her house. Her parents love me. I can convince them. Just give me an hour."

John B sighed heavily, "One hour, Liv."

𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 between my boyfriend's legs on the plane steps, "Guys, it's Liv." Sarah spoke up as she answered the phone, "Oh no." I rolled my eyes at the blonde's words, "Eight hours? We don't have eight hours, Liv."

I scoffed in disbelief, "Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Liv, we have a jet here. We're all waiting." The Cameron girl continued, "We can't wait for you." She rolled her eyes before hanging up the phone.

"Yo, what's going on?" John B called out to his wife.

She sighed, "I'm gonna kill her. They sent Kiara to that wilderness camp."

I leaned against my boyfriend's body in annoyance, "Fuck."

𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑, we were still wishing for Kiara and Olivia. I shot up when I noticed a truck I didn't recognise approaching us, "Who's that?" I asked my boyfriend who only shrugged in response.

As if on cue, Topper Thornton climbed out with an annoyed expression, "Hey, Sarah. What are you doing? You seeing John B off or what?" His tone was sarcastic which worried me.

"I'm sorry I didn't call." The blonde girl shrugged, "I meant to call you last night."

He chuckled, "Oh, you meant to call me last night? Okay. No, it's all good. I was actually asking around myself and I heard your dad's plane was here." The girl stayed quiet, "Are you leaving with him?" The girl hesitated before nodding. The boy scoffed, "You're just a damn liar, Sarah Cameron. You've always been a liar. After everything we've been through? This is what you're gonna do to me? I'm done. You promised John B would go away and you'd stay here. I can't keep doing this to myself."

"Hey, Top." Pope called out, "You've got a little something right here." He motioned to his eye where the Kook had a huge bruise from John B.

"Shut up," He spoke before turning to the Routledge, "And, oh, John B, you better be glad I didn't swing back at The Wreck because I think you know what would have happened."

The brunette's face stayed emotionless, "I'm not taking the bait. Your right. You would have kicked my ass."

The Thornton boy thought for a moment before speaking, "I heard they're remodelling the Chateau. That's tough man. How did that happen?"

"What did you just say?" John B yelled in disbelief. My jaw dropped in shock as did JJ's.

Milo moved to stand in between the two bodies due to his much bigger frame so a fight wouldn't break out. That was the last thing they needed.

It was apparent that Topper was afraid of the Hayes as he immediately stepped back and moved back into his truck, "Have a nice life." He called out sarcastically before driving away.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐃 set and Kie and Liv still weren't here, "Have you heard from them?" I asked worriedly.

The blonde girl shook her head, "Nothing."

"We have to go. We don't have eight hours and Topper might have already called the police." John B panicked when yet another motorcycle pulled up.

I frowned, "Who's that?"

"No idea." The blonde boy replied, gripping onto my waist protectively.

The motorcycle came to a stop and the helmet was taken off to reveal Rafe and Ward Cameron. The older man fell to the floor in pain as blood oozed out of his shirt. His son immediately rushed to his aid in an attempt to pick him up, "Somebody help me. Please." The boy called out.

The Cameron girl hesitated before running over to help her brother pick up her dad and drag him into the plane, "What happened?" The girl cried.

I locked eyes with my boyfriend who held the same anxious expression.

"A fisherman spotted him. They know he's alive." Rafe told us, "We have to get him off the island."

Once the three were inside, Pope turned to John B, "No. Hell no. We can't. No way."

Riley turned to the Routledge who was deep in thought, "Are we still going?"

Sarah ran off the plane, panting heavily, "He wasn't supposed to come." She explained, "If he stays on this island he gets arrested."

John B turned to the girl, "Sarah, you don't understand. I don't know if I can get on a plane with that guy."

"John B, this is his plane. I can't stop him from leaving. But he will still give us a ride to Orinoco, so if you don't wanna get on the plane, I get it. We'll find another way." She panted. 

"There's no other way." He realised, "Let's go." He turned to the blonde, "If you're going, I'm going. It's you and me."

I shared a hesitant look with my boyfriend before following him into the plane.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄
okay... anyways...fuck topper
he had room for some great development and he went and ruined it