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I attended to Pope and Cleo, who still held the wooden cross snapping their necks towards me with bulging outbursts that they listened to. At the point where I believed JJ could've heard it over all of the loud engines and police sirens. Nevertheless, I simply gazed back, showing my infuriated and tense facial expressions before I snapped my eyes back to the speeding pouge.
"He threw a damn rock at the police windshield!" The blonde girl that sat on the passenger seat loudly gasped, resulting in Topper slipping out immediately, "What!"
"Oh my god! Does he know what he's doing, Maddie?" Kiara questioned beside me, dragging her head towards me once more but I unhurriedly shook my head. "He wouldn't tell me." I spat before I pressed my tongue between my pearly teeth.
"I can see why!" Topper responded.
Then, I watched the shattered and rapid police car come to an immediate halt in the street, while JJ passed the car with his fast and heavy auto bike. Momentarily, the police car swerved around, recklessly, inducing the tires to loudly screech, before he started steering towards JJ, provoking the harsh flashes and vociferous noises to slowly fade away as he steered towards the pouge.
"Oh! He did it! They're chasing him" Topper gasped, while I felt the large truck begin to slow down its speed down the long road to dodge dragging any more suspicion to his father's truck.
"Shit!" I grumbled.
"Oh god." Topper breathlessly whispered.
"Im going to fucking skin him! Are you fucking serious!" I angrily shouted, letting some bitterness flush out of my body, at the chance of remembering he could get arrested if his dangerous strategy didn't work out, and we had no way to contact him because he didn't have a cell phone near him.
"Topper, stop. Stop the truck." Sarah suddenly urged to the kook. "Oh my god. I'm not stopping the truck." Topper lightly chuckled back, causing her to loudly scoff.
"Hey! Stop the truck! Tell Topper to stop the truck! Stop the truck!" Pope screamed from the trunk, keeping the cross in grasp while we locked eyes, revealing his desperate and quick-witted complexion.
"Stop the truck, Top!" Kiara shouted, dragging her head over towards the driver, but my light eyes never left the flashing distance.
"We're going to get JJ," Sarah screamed at her ex-boyfriend before he took a deep breath while I felt the cool breeze from the car fly towards me.
