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LIII. all we have is each other
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Dylan carefully wrapped John B's bandana around his bleeding wound. They sat on top of the Twinkie, all out of breath and dirty. JJ and Kiara still weren't back and her frustration combined with Pope's was enough to make them both explode at any second. "We'll have to get you to a doctor really soon."
"We don't have time for that, DJ." John B replied with a wince.
She glared at him slightly. "Yeah, you'll think that when you get an infection and lose a limb."
"Lucky it didn't cut into muscle too much." Sarah observed.
"Lucky I got bit by an alligator and my car is underwater." He continued to say through gasps of pain.
"We have the shittiest luck in the world."
They heard the sound of a car and looked to see Kiara and JJ arrive in Mike's truck. "Oh, and speak of the freakin devil. Look who it is, the tortoise and the tortoise. Just a couple hours late. Where the hell were you guys?" Pope exasperated.
The pair got out of the truck and slammed the doors. "Parental complications." Kiara sighed.
"What, did your dad catch you stealing the keys or what?" Asked Dylan, equally as annoyed.
"No, uh. . .Luke was at the Chateau." JJ told them, avoid their eyes.
Her annoyance changed into a frown. Pope threw his hands up. "Oh, great! While you were having family time with your pops, John B got bit by a gator!" He stressed again.
"He almost died!" Dylan hollered as well.
"Wait, for real?"
"Does it look like we're joking?" Sarah raised her voice.
Kiara looked at the situation with wide eyes. "What the hell happened?"
"I/He got bit by a gator!" Exclaimed both John B and Pope.
