The Last Piece

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"Looks like we're just about ready to get started folks!" The announcer calls over the loud-speaker. "So, empty your bladders, fill up your cups, the Enduro waits for nobody!" He yells. "What was that?" John B asks me, eyes on JJ while I walk up to him. "Looks like you're racing today!" I say, eyebrows raised. "What do you mean?" He asks.

"J bet the gold on himself," I say in a breath. "What do you- you didn't try to stop him?" He whisper shouts. "I just found out, John B," I sigh, running my fingers through my hair. "What do you mean?" He shouts. "Look, if you don't help him, Topper and Rafe are gonna go after him, you have to block for him," I plead. "I'm sorry," I say.

"I'll kill him," He shakes his head, grabbing his bike and jacket. "Please be careful," I whisper, giving his hand a squeeze. "Yeah," He nods. "Okay?" I ask. "Now go tell Sarah and get your ass over there it's about to start," I say. A few minutes later I see John B walk up to the starting line. Rafe comes up to him, but they're too far for me to hear what they're saying. I bite my lip.

"Check this out! Looks like we got a late entrant!" The announcer yells as John B takes his place. "John B Routledge on a bucket of bolts!" He shouts. "He's gonna need a miracle!" 

"Does your boyfriend ever think before he does anything?" Sarah groans from next to me. "Never," I say seriously. "Like, not even once," I shake my head. The ladies with the flags get into place. They start to yell at everyone on the starting line but I can't really here. Finally the announcer shouts, "On your marks, get set, go!"

All the bikes are off... except JJ's. He stalls out on the line, frustratedly trying to get his bike back up. Finally he's off, right behind everyone else. Rafe starts off in the lead, a good distance in front of everyone else on the straightaway. Finally they get to the end of the beach and turn so that we can't see them anymore. "It looks like Rafe Cameron is first to get into the trees he is gonna be tough to catch in there!" The announcer shouts. 

"We got some serious contact in the brush!" The commentator calls. I hold my breath. "Oh, and it sounds like Topper didn't like Maybank crowding him there, taught him a little lesson!" The announcer laughs. I groan. "What now?" I mutter to Sarah. "You think he's okay?" Kie asks me. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying not to think about it. "Oh, stuffed him like a turkey!" The second announcer calls. 

"It looks like they're turning around the bouy, we've got Rafe Cameron still in front ahead of the group of riders, cameron seems to have things well in hand," He shouts. I roll my eyes. "Well there goes the gold," I murmur to Sarah. "There's Maybank bringing up the rear. Yeah, tough race for him, oh! He's down again in the sand!" The commentator yells. I groan, burying my face in my hands. "Cameron and the other riders are probably halfway back through the trees at this point!"

We all look down the beach, trying to see JJ on the other side of the inlet. "Wait! Hold on, what are we seeing ladies and gentlemen!" The announcer calls suddenly. JJ races towards the water. "What's he doing? No, no, no," I mutter, frantically looking around. "Looks like he's gonna try to jump the inlet!" He calls. I clasp my hands together. "No, no, no, no," I groan, shaking my head. "That's a 50 foot gap!" The announcer shouts. 

JJ races up the sand dune and I turn, covering my face in Sarah's shoulder. "Oh, my God! JJ Maybank!" The announcer shouts. I open my eyes to see JJ racing down the beach, taking the lead. I smile instantly. "Absolutely full send!" The announcer calls as we cheer. "No regard for personal safety! He has gone worst to first and leap-frogged the entire pack!" The announcer cheers. 

"And Rafe Cameron's closing fast looks like it's gonna be chippy here!" He shouts. They're neck and neck, weaving and in and out with each other. I scream loudly. "Coming down the final stretch!" He shouts. "Maybank is in the lead!" He screams as they race forwards. "Cameron's close but not gonna be able to overtake him!"

Suddenly, Rafe closes in on JJ, hitting his back wheel. JJ flies through the air as his bike does multiple flips. I scream. "Oh mayhem, carnage! They're both down!" The announcer yells. "They're both down! They collided just short of the finish!" He shouts. I gasp, covering my mouth with my hand as JJ slides across the sand. The other bikes are coming, they'll run him over.

I start to run towards him. JJ is able to stand up, jumping out of the way twice as Topper crosses the finishing line first. "Oh my God, J!" I scream, running to him as everyone cheers for Topper. John B gets to him first, picking him up off the sand. People crowd in front of me and I can't see him anymore. "JJ!" I scream. I run right into him. 

"Hey, hey, are you okay?" I gasp. He grunts, throwing his helmet on the ground. "JJ?" I ask. He just walks away from me. I sigh. "Get used to it!" I hear a scream. I turn. It's Rafe. "What'd you say?" I spit. He gets really close to me. "What'd you say?" I scream up at him. JJ comes out of nowhere, pushing him away from me. "Hey! Hey! No!" Sarah screams, pushing Rafe and JJ apart. "Stop it!" I scream. "This is forever alright? Ya'll don't get to win!" Rafe screams with a laugh. "You could've killed each other!" Sarah screams at him. I'm furious.

"Yeah, like you give a shit," Rafe rolls his eyes. "You gonna kill me like you killed dad?" Rafe laughs, walking away. John B starts but Sarah holds him back. "Goddammit!" JJ screams, throwing his gloves into the sand. "We are so screwed," John B whispers. "Yeah. We are," I nod. "Why are we screwed?" Pope asked. "I'll let you tell Pope," I say, looking at John B as I walk away. "Tell Pope what?" He asks. "Just come on, let's go," John B shakes his head as we leave. 

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"I said it. I said it again and again. I said don't touch the last of our nugget, that was it!" Pope screams. We sit against the Twinkie, out front of our house. "That was the last of our savings! Do you not care?" He yells at JJ. "Pope you saw what happened man!" JJ shouts, standing up. "He stole it! Okay? He cheated, and he stole it! That's not my fault, Pope!" He yells. "Do you know how selfish you sound?" Pope spits. 

"I sound selfish?! When I was trying to help us out!" They continue their screaming match and I shake my head. "You helped us. You just cost us everything! Thank you!" He screams. "JJ why are you making it sound like you had nothing to do with it?" Kie spits at him. "Okay! Kie, Kie. You know me, okay? I was gonna bet it all. That's who I am!" He says. "You should've talked to us first," I sigh. "It's too risky this time," I swallow, my hand moving automatically to my stomach. 

"Okay and what were you doing? You know he had it and you just let him race?" Pope screams at me. "He told me last minute, alright!" I argue. "John B look man, you were supposed to cover!" JJ starts yelling. "I did cover!" John B shouts. I feel dizzy and take a step back as they scream. Pope joins into the screaming match and I walk into the house, unnoticed. I stumble through the kitchen, barely making it to the bathroom as I throw up everywhere again.  

I run to my room, fumbling through the drawers in search of something I bought a little while ago. I pull out the pregnancy test. I'd been too scared to take it until now, but I know I have to. I walk into the bathroom and sit down. I read through the instructions and take both tests, just for confirmation. Now I wait. 


Author's note. WARNING: OUTER BANKS SPOILER

Hi everyone! My original plan for the end of this book was to do it just how it happens in the actual show.. with JJ dying. However, multiple people have asked me to make the series where JJ doesn't die. Since OBX has announced a fifth and final season, I think it would be fun to write the 5th book with JJ as my own plot line, but let me know in the comments what you guys would rather see, JJ dying or not? Also, y/n is pregnant, so that would mean the baby growing up without a dad.



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