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SUMMARY: Kiara and JJ are helping Pope with deliveries for Heyward, when Rafe and Topper jump Kiara at the golf club (modified scene from season 1) ...

JJs POV:

I blocked out Pope's critiques on how fast I was driving Heyward's boat. It was a beautiful day in the Outer Banks, and I wanted to get this cash, and take my board for a surf with the pogues. On days like these, everybody takes the day off, when the swell was here, everybody headed for the beach. So for these deliveries, I knew we would get paid extra by these lazy ass kooks.

With our speaker blaring, and the smell of salt in the air. This was the perfect way to make some money.

"Where we headed to next Kie?" I asked

"Next stop, kook central, The country club, one at the the golf course, and the other by the front desk. " She said smiling back at me. 

She was at the bow of the boat, laying in her denim shorts and bikini top. Damn she looked good. She was soaking up the sun, with the wind in her curly dark hair. This was our last stop, then we could surf for the rest of the day, and drink all night. 

"JJ would you please just slow down a tad? I don't wanna waste up Pops fuel." Pope pleaded

"Come on Popey, we are almost there anyways, I promise I'll slow down on the way home."

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We made it to the country club, Kiara loaded up the bags of goods. 12 in total. 

"Okay so if 4 is going to the golf course, and 8 to the desk, 2 should take it to the desk, and 1 to the golf club" Pope determined

"Yeah no shit Pope." Kiara laughed
"Well I didn't hear anyone else talking" Pope justified

"Right, you two go to the service desk, I think that's the best way to keep JJ out of trouble" Kiara suggested.
"What do you mean, I'll be on my best behavior."

"Sure Jayj".

Kiara grabbed her 4 bags and started to head to the dock. Pope and I followed with our load. 

"Wait Kie are you sure you wanna go off on your own?" Pope asked, I was having the same concern. 

"Guys which one of us is actually the Kook?" ... silence. We knew she was right, she probably knows this place like the back of hand.

"See ya soon dorks.", she continued to walk off in the distance throwing up a peace sign. I watched as her frame got smaller and smaller. she had turned off to the left, while we went off to the right. Pope and I began talking about whatever we were gonna do tomorrow, like where we were gonna fish and what we should drink. 

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KIARAs POV:

I carried the speaker around with me, singing along to Otis Redding. The sun felt so nice on my skin, and it radiated throughout my whole body, leaving a smile on my face. This was the best part of the year. Summer. Nothing beats summer in the Outer Banks, the freedom, the memories, the surf. All of it. And I get to do it all with the pogues. My boys. I wouldn't trade this life for anything the kooks have. I just wish my parents would understand my happiness or at least accept it, rather then trying to force me into something I'm not, and never want to be.

Those years at the kook academy were marked with such darkness. I had never felt so alone and abandoned. At least I had Sarah up until the end. She saved me. Until she gave up on me, ghosting me. The way they talked about me, I had never felt so worthless or disconnected from myself, they looked at me like I was a piece of gum they had stood on, eventually trying to rid me of their shoe and their lives.

The night I came home to the chateau, was the night I almost left this earth. I stood on my roof looking at the sky and the ground. That drop was all that would keep me from there, and the afterlife. The unknown. The only thing keeping me from that step was a small drunken text from JJ, asking if he could come over. He kept me here, then and forever. He pulled me back down, and my feet haven't left the ground since. 

I was distracted from my thoughts when a familiar voice called out to me.
"Yo Kie!" 

Rafe's voiced pierce through my world, and rattled me down to my core. My stomach had dropped, I was vulnerable and alone. 
I kept walking ignoring his antics.

"Come on Kie, we just wanna say hi. How are you" Topper added.

"Better if you'd shut up" I replied still walking without looking at them. 

As I took my next step, I felt myself getting dragged backwards. Rafe's club hooking onto the handle of one of my bags. 

"I'm good thanks for asking bitch. What do you go in there" Rafe snooped. 

I locked eyes with him, I kept  a brave face but my heart was stomping loud against my chest, threatening to exploded with each movement they made.

"Look guys fuck off back to your golf and let me deliver this orders." I pleaded

"Is that anyway to talk to a man Kie?" Top scoffed
"It's Kiara, and I don't see any men around." 

And thats when Rafe's club ripped open my bag, the contents falling everywhere. 

"What the fuck is wrong with you! Somebody's payed for that, aren't you spoiled enough" I yelled.

I knelt down trying to pick up the items and the rubbish. Suddenly, I felt a sting across the bare skin on my back. I fell to the ground. Rafe's club left a welt over my spine. I screamed out in pain.

"Woah Rafe dude what are you doing." Topper gasped
"Come on Top, let's teach this girl some manners."

So Topper grabbed the rest of the bags, throwing the shit around everywhere, leaving a mess. 
Rafe knelt down beside me grabbing my chin. I spat on him treating him like the embarrassment and filth he is. 

I was already hurt, whatever came next was inevitable despite my actions or not. But god I was not ready for it. Hit after kick, bruises and marks left all over my body. Blood seeping from my face and arms. All they dis was continue to beat me down to a pulp, and leave me laughing, taking the alcohol from the orders.

"Rafe come on man, just leave her you've done enough." Topper begged

One last time Rafe bent down beside my face, "remember who you are supposed to be Kie, when your ready to be us, come and find me" he laughed as he walked away.

I laied there for for several minutes, crying and wincing in pain, until I eventually rolled over and collected myself. 

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JJs POV:

Pope and I were walking back to the boat, celebrating as we had just made the quickest $100 bucks ever. I couldn't hear nay music so I assumed Kie hadn't come back yet. 

We walked up and saw Kie sitting at the ignition. 

"Hey Kie!, whose ready to surf all day!!" I exclaimed to her

Although she didn't say anything in return. She had her back to us, that's when I saw all the bruises on her body and the marks. I spun her around on the chair. She looked numb. Blood still dripping down her cheek.

"KIARA, WHAT HAPPANED?" Pope yelled. I just stood their analysing the damage.
I walked to the first aid compartment on the boat.

"Rafe and Topper jumped me."

I got the alcoholic wipes, and knelt down in front of her. 

"Where are they?" Pope looked towards the dock.

"I don't know, they took the orders. I'm so sorry Pope." A tear fell down her cheek accompanying the blood.

I began wiping the blood on her stomach holding her hand the whole time. Then her face. Her poor beautiful face. The smile I had once felt in my soul was replaced by the dagger in my chest, looking at her state. 

"This is war Kie, we need to get revenge. They hit us we hit them" I claimed

"No Jayj, I can't see them again, lets just drop it please. I just wanna go home" She pleaded

The look in her eyes was enough to convince me to let it go. 

So Pope and I took her back to the chateau. I made a fire, got blankets and pillows. I gave her a shirt to borrow. And I made her a hot chocolate. We laid in the hammock and watched the sunset. Pope eventually had to go home. After he left Kie and I just sat in silence. She move herself so she was laying on my chest and in my arms. 

I just held her. No words were needed. Just the comfort of being together was enough. 
This was it, this was all they had. Each Other. 

And that was enough.

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A/N:

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hope you guys enjoyed this one. it was nice getting back into righting. can't promise any consistency though. I'll write when i have an idea and feel like it HAHAHAH

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