"Why?" He frowns, tilting his head
She takes her eyes off the horizon and looks back at the blonde "My dad always tells me that if you make a promise while the sun sets, you can't break it"
"Well, I'm going to be cursed or something like this?" JJ...
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The screams of despair from the people on the beach were the only thing Maeve could hear. The party, which was supposed to be a distraction, ended in chaos.
–JJ, stop, please! –Kiara screamed, her voice trembling with fear
JJ was holding a gun pointed at Topper's head who had tried to drown John B. The fear was visible on the kook's face.
–JJ, drop it! –Maeve shouted, though she knew deep down he would never actually pull the trigger
Still, her heart pounded as she watched him.
–Put the gun down, JJ! –Cole's voice broke through, urgent
JJ snapped his head toward Cole and saw him behind Maeve –Did you say something, asshole? –He shouted, his grip on the gun tightening
–We're good! We're good! –Topper begged, his hands still in the air, trembling –Just please, man, stop
That was enough. JJ's eyes flashed with something unreadable, and slowly, he lowered the gun. He gave Topper one last shove, knocking him into the water before stepping back.
–Oh my God –Maeve gasped, finally breaking free from Cole's grip –Cole, let go of me!
She sprinted toward John B, who was trying to sit up, still dazed and coughing up water. She dropped to her knees beside him, her hands shaky as she tried to help him steady himself.
–Kie! –Sarah yelled, pulling Topper away from the shore –Can you check your psycho friend, please?
Meanwhile, JJ turned toward the few remaining people who hadn't fled. He walked up to them, his eyes blazing with fury –Okay everybody, listen up! –He shouted, raising the gun skyward –Get the hell off our side of the island!
And with that, he fired two shots into the air. The sharp cracks of the gun echoed across the beach, sending the last stragglers running in sheer terror. As the gunshots echoed through the air, the few remaining people on the beach scattered, sprinting toward their homes in a frenzy. The once-lively party was now a ghost town, leaving behind only a mess of sand, spilled drinks, and broken tension.
But amidst the chaos, one person stayed behind, Cole. He couldn't bring himself to leave Maeve, not with everything that had just gone down. He watched as she crouched beside John B, her hands shaking but steady as she tried to lift her friend off the ground.
–Are you crazy? You idiot! –Pope's voice rang out, full of anger
–Stupid! –Kiara added
Meanwhile, Maeve didn't hesitate. She dropped to her knees in the sand, her focus solely on John B. Her arms wrapped around him, using every ounce of her strength to pull him up and into her.
–John, hey, hey, it's okay –She whispered, her voice trembling as John B continued to cough, his breath still ragged from nearly being drowned
John B could barely make out her face, her figure blurry and swaying in his dizzy vision. He reached for her, but his limbs felt like lead, too heavy to move. Maeve adjusted herself, trying to keep balance on her knees as she struggled to help him up.
