Passion and Pain | rafe cameron

chapter eleven

i feel like i can't move after rafe left. he kissed me in the most romantic way. 

john b instantly distracted me by flying into the driveway off the dirt road in a sheriff truck. i almost couldn't tell it was him at first but the window was rolled down and music blared from the inside. he knew our escape plan for him so he didn't even say anything as i hopped in the passenger seat as he drove back towards the dock. 

as soon as the vehicle stopped i ran out and sprinted around to hug john b. this would be the last time i would see him for a long time. 

kie, pope, and jj were all sitting on the side of the phantom that was now floating in the water. jj had started it up and made sure everything was running nicely. 

they each took their turns hugging john b one last time until he noticed sarah wasn't with us. he slightly freaked out but we convinced him to leave when we heard the police radio from inside the truck blaring saying to report to the boat launch that we were currently at. we assured john b that sarah would be waiting for him on the boat dock by her house knowing we had no clue if she would be there or not. but we that he left. 

shortly after multiple cop cars showed up and questioned us about john b. all at once they saw the empty boat trailer attached to kie's car and shoupe instantly spoke to the radio to send out boats. the cops standing around took us into custody. 

kie and i were sat in one car with handcuffs while pope and jj sat in the car behind us. we drove past the police station and through figure eight. all the way to the point of the island where large white tents were set up with heavy surveilling equipment underneath each of them lined with men in black fbi jackets. 

shoupe walked to the back of the car we are in and opened the door to lead us to an empty tent. the cops took the handcuffs off but we are not allowed to leave. 

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at this point, we have been sitting for hours. the sun is setting fast. the cops left our tent leaving the fbi agents a distance from us around the openings. jj, pope, kie, and i have been talking about where they would go. what they would do. and if sarah and john b would ever be able to come back. 

the power is still out from the storm a week ago so the lighthouse isn't on which should definitely help them in their escape. we hear yelling in the tent next to us and can clearly hear ward. the officers that guard the exits of our tent went over to see the commotion and we follow. 

we line up on the side of the tent as close as we could get to ward. we can see him holding a walkie talkie to his mouth and all of a sudden we hear john b on the other side. he sounds upset. 

the agent beside us mentioned to his buddy that the waves are picking up again and any boat wouldn't make it out too far. i was starting to worry. 

rafe is sitting in the chair next to ward with wheezie and rose across the table. john b is shouting back but it is so static that we couldn't hear from where we stand. 

ward's turns around to look at the officers, his eyes are wide with concern. john b must have said something to get this type of reaction out of him. 

i can't control myself anymore, "what is he saying, what is he saying". i repeat myself loudly and push myself forward trying to get past the officers and closer to the radio. kie attempts to keep me back. rafe hears me and turns around. he sees kie trying to hold me back and he gets up from his seat. 

i push myself through kie and between a break in the officers. my eyes are on the radio. i need to get closer to hear my brother. ward is the last person i want to be next to right now but i need to know what john b is saying.