CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
Alana
I back the truck up to pull the twinkie out of where it's stuck. John B looks a whole mess and Pope is sitting on one side of him and Sarah on the other. Kie and JJ pull up with Kie's dad's truck, I remember it from when I worked at The Wreck.
"So what was the point of calling me here?" I ask with my arms crossed. "Miss me that much? I tease John B who looks drained of all color in his face.
Pope scoffs. "What the hell took all of you so long?"
"Well it's kind of hard for me to drive this fucking truck through the swamp when I've never done that before. I came as fast as I could but I had to wait for Rose to leave the house for the night."
JJ points a finger up. "And uh... I had some paternal issues. Luke needed a getaway so, I had to help him out."
"Okay well why you guys took ages to come here- John B got bit by a gator!" Pope shouts.
I look at my brother's leg and the sight of the bite, the muscle, the blood- I feel my head go dizzy and my legs turn to water. I lean against the side of the truck as my stomach debates with itself if it wants to hurl or turn to rocks.
"For real?" JJ mutters.
"Does it look like we're joking?" Sarah cries out. "Look at his leg!"
I look again and that's when my stomach decides for me what it's going to do. I try to move away from the truck but I don't get too far before I lose the little bit that I had put into my stomach today.
Kie gasps and Sarah calls out asking if I'm alright. I feel hands on my back and holding back my hair. I assume it's Kie but when I'm done dumping my lunch onto the ground I turn around to see JJ standing there.
"You still hate blood, huh?" He teases quietly. "You got bandages in your bag? I know you brought it."
I nod. "In the passenger seat."
"You need some water?"
"Cup holder."
"Gotcha." JJ goes into the truck and grabs some bandages and passes them over to Pope who starts cleaning up and wrapping John B's leg. He hands me my water and I drink it slowly. Feeling the warmth come back to my face and strength come back to my body.
All the stuff to tow the twinkie is in the bed of the truck. I had to sneak into the shed and the entire time I was watching Rafe's location and texting him pretending like I was worried about him not being home when really I wanted to make sure he wasn't going to catch me grabbing all these things to bring here.
JJ and Pope hook up the twinkie to the truck and I get into the driver's seat. Sarah stands there with John B and Kie guides me to go forward. More on the gas... More on the gas... Hit the break. Reverse. Turn left. Little more. Little more. Forward. Gas. More gas. And... It was out.
When we finally get out of there and make it to the church it's disgusting. Worse than the pictures when I was looking up the property for Rose a few weeks ago. I looked around and didn't see anything.
"I brought my folder with all the photos." I say aloud to no one in particular. "Rose wanted to buy this estate, church and all- and flip it to sell it. So I did a lot of research on this place. Also if you guys see chipped paint don't touch it. It's lead."
JJ looks up while he's in the middle of touched a piece of the wall where the paint is chipping. He slides his hands down to his sides and looks at me like a child being scolded by their parents.
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