𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚 ✰ 𝐫. 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏

c/w: drugs, alcohol, sexual content

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A lot of shit has happened over the last few days. After we finally found the gold, Ward found out about everything and he attacked my brother.

He killed my father.

I had been sleeping at the Chateau, not even wanting to step foot into that house. I slipped on my cardigan over my bikini and sat on the front porch step, looking into the distance as the sun shone beautifully over the water.

If Ward killed my father, that means that everything we ever knew, was about to change. Our simple pogue life was about to change and I wasn't ready for that.

One of my best friend's dad killed my father, how could anything ever be the same again? Our lives were turning into chaos. Everyone on edge. Pope and Kie fighting. JJ robbing a drug dealer and wasting the money on a hot tub. JJ's dad still being the same old prick, at least that wasn't going to change.

I picked up a half-empty bottle of beer and poured the rest of it down my throat, if I was going to get through this then I couldn't do it sober. I grabbed the rest of the beer out of the fridge and any other alcohol that I could find and sat on the edge of the dock, and drank.

I thought about everything that had happened over the last few weeks and that just made me drink more.

I eventually rose to my feet and let my legs take me anywhere they wanted to go. I walked through the cut and kept walking along the dock with a bottle of beer in my hand, in a daze.

When people yelled my name as I passed by, I just waved and carried on walking with no actual destination. I must've been walking for hours because I started to notice the houses getting bigger and nicer, and the roads to be filled with more expensive cars.

I walked slowly down somebody's private dock that was connected to the neighbours docks, and made my way across the grass, nosying at all the rich shit that I came across.

I received dirty looks and the odd grumbles from kooks as I was basically trespassing on their property, but it went in one ear and out of the other. I finally settled on the end of a dock, letting my legs dangle over the edge.

I had no clue what time it was but I could tell it was late in the afternoon because the temperature was getting slightly cooler and the sun was beginning to set very slowly.

I could faintly hear the sound of music blaring from a nearby house but I didn't even bother to look which one, until I heard somebody shout my full name.