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𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗬 𝗢𝗡𝗘 ❝ hide the body❞
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The ride back to their home was filled with questions for Kyla, hyping up Kyla, and then complaints in general about the Kooks. It seemed like Alex and Rhi finally learned why they hated them so much, and they understood why Kyla punched one. But they had just never seen her act like that at college, so they weren't sure if she was actually okay or not.
John B then parked the Twinkie underneath the the big tree across from the house and they all started to get out. "Just every single time, like, every single time we see them, something goes wrong. Like, we can't do anything without them getting triggered," Kiara continued to complain after she had stopped crying halfway back to the house.
Normally, she would have been the one to punch Ruthie in the face instead of Kyla, but seeing the baby turtle dead pained her too much to even say a word.
"Kie, Kie, they're Kooks, okay? And besides, Kyla showed them not mess with us anymore," JJ assured her, sending his girlfriend a proud look. Although he was also a bit surprised by her actions, he had to admit he was proud of her for finally standing her ground after all the years she would let people walk over her.
Kyla shrugged. "I don't know about that. They always seem to just want to annoy shit out of us every chance they get."
"Yeah, like what Topper said to you when we were waiting for that wave. It was like he wanted you to get angry," Rhi pointed out and Alex nodded along.
JJ furrowed his brows. "What did Topper say to you?"
Kyla shook her head. "Don't worry, it's not important now anyway." Alex silently breathed a sigh of relief at that, not wanting JJ to know that Topper thought the two of them were dating. That would just make the blonde hate him even more for no reason.
"Hey," Kiara then called out when she saw Pope walking out of the house.
"Yo."
"Hi."
"How'd it go?" JJ asked Pope before he noticed blood on the boy's hands. "Pope..."
"What is that?" Kiara questioned as she stepped closer. "Is that blood? Pope, whose blood is that?" Kyla looked down at his hands, her eyes widening as she saw the scarlet blood.
