✧*̥˚RISK TAKERS *̥˚✧ J.M 3

026

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throw the memories in the flames
it's behind us

Shaboozey

THEIR ENTIRE lives came crashing down right before their own eyes, well; the Chateau. Aria peeked over at John B, watching his blank stare as he stared at his home.

The early morning doing nothing to calm their nerves as thunder rumbled, they took shelter underneath the dock, waiting on the nearest exit.

"When's this pilot coming?" John B glanced towards Sarah, seeing the dark clouds throughout the sky.

"Probably like an hour?" Sarah shrugged. "My dad said we can leave whenever it gets here."

Pope shifted, guilt across his dark features. "I can't ghost my parents again."

"Pope, we're talking El Dorado here." JJ chimed in. "Just slip at the back. It works for me, avoiding circumstances 101."

Aria rolled her eyes at the blonde, silently agreeing with Pope.

"I can't." Pope stood his ground. "I'm gonna be there. I'll meet you on the airstrip in an hour."

"I should probably go, too." Aria squinted slightly, cringing at her parents reactions flashing through her mind. "I'll see you guys in a few."

JJ stopped her, grabbing her wrist as he leaned in. "Are you sure? Do you want me to come with you?"

She stifled a laugh as she pecked the corner of his pink lips. "I think you coming would be a horrible idea, J. I'll see you in a little, okay?"

The entire cycle back to her home was unbearable, her shaking hands gripping the handle bars for dear life. The rubber imprinting on Arias hands as she placed the bike on the side.

"Mom?" She knocked on the door, furrowing my brows as she jiggled the doorknob. She bent down, lifting the mat as the key was absent, adding onto her confusion.

The sound of tires against the gravel of the Campbell driveway had her snapping up. "Hi, Aria." An unknown face smiled at her, making her shiver.

"Come here." He beckoned. She whipped her head around, staring at the side door as she hurried up the steps, pounding her fists profusely on the door.

"Mom?" The girl croaked, stepping back as the door opened. Another man stepped out, similar to the other one as she was nearly being cornered.

In a snap of her senses coming together, Aria observed the lettering on their shirts, 'Kitty Hawk'. The panic began to sink in as she had no where to flee.

"I'm sorry, Ari." Belle stepped out, holding her nibble fingers to her lips. "I warned you about this, I can't take it anymore. I'm sending you away for a while, just until you get better."

"What?" She winced as strong hands gripped her arms. "I'm not fucking crazy, mom!"

She frowned, shaking her head with tears in her light eyes. "I'm sorry, honey. I'm doing this to help you."

She was being dragged away and there was simply nothing she could do about it. She was outweighed, no matter how hard she pulled or attempted to shrug, she was caught.