𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒, 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬

FIFTY-FIVE| pope becomes spider-man for the day

EDEN sat on the roof of the Twinkie, John B.'s leg tensely sat on her knee.

After evacuating the waters and struggling to get the Routledge boy up to the roof, Eden was finally able to conclude that he was bleeding—there was a huge tear in his jeans, showing off a decent cut the gator had left.

Knowing the most about injury, Eden was sitting with the Routledge's foot against her knee, leg leaned towards her so she could get a good look at what the animal had left. Pope sat behind the boy, supporting him, while Sarah sat beside the Bexley, ready to help if she needed too.

"Alright, be careful." Pope voices as Eden's fingers graze over the bloody wound, "I'm pretty sure that thing'll get infected."

John B. tries to let out a sarcastic reply, but it falls out as more of a pained gasp as Eden shifts his leg, "Yeah!"  

"No shit, Pope. A literal alligator bit him." Eden states the sarcastic reply, finding an infection to the wound a no-brainer—clearly it would. However, at her friends gasp, she looses her sarcasm and mutters a light, "Sorry."

Leaning over to look at the wound, Sarah states, "Yeah, 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. seethes, words coming through in light pants as he tried to bite back at the Cameron. 

"Enough with the couples quarrel, do you have something to wrap it with?" Eden rolls her eyes before looking at the Routledge boy, hoping that he did indeed have something. "I'd really like to stop the bleeding."

John B. makes eye contact with his ex girlfriend as he places a shaky hand into his pocket, pulling it out again to reveal his tied and torn bandanna—the same thing he'd pulled a piece off of to give to Sarah when they got married. 

Eden looks between the two teens, noticing Sarah's expression, before taking hold of the cloth.

"Oh, and speak of the frickin' devil." Pope's voice causes the Bexley to pause for a moment. Her eyes scanned the distance, and she's quick to purse her lips when she spots Mike Carrera's backing into the swamp.

Eden let out a light scoff, beginning to tie the bandanna around John B's wound, "Right on time." 

The truck honks its horn, which brings no excitement or amusement to any of the teens. 

Pope specifically showcases his annoyance, "Look who it is, the tortoise and the tortoise. Just a couple hours late." The car doors open and he forcefully calls out, "Where the hell were you guys?!"

Kiara points towards the Maybank as she exits the truck. "Paternal complications."

JJ informs the four on the Twinkie as he pulls out the winch, "Luke was at the Chateau."

Eden finishes wrapping the bandanna around John B.'s ankle, frowning at the mention of Luke. Of course he had to show up and bring conflict to JJ during the worst of times. 

Pope on the other hand, seemed to care less about what happened, spitting, "Oh, great! While you were having family time with your pops, John B. got bit by a gator!"

JJ's expression falters, "Like, for real?"

Sarah gestured towards her ex with an exclaim, "Does it look like we're joking?"

Kiara's brows furrow and she walks forward, "Okay, what the hell happened?!"

"What happened?" John B. snaps, voice rising in pitch as he yelled, "I got bit by a gator!"