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c/w: talks about loss of a parent + death, drugs, 🌶️🤭

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"He deserved it, right?" JJ's voice rang in my ears as we stood at the end of the dock, "Are you joking? Of course he deserved it." Kie replied.

I sat on the wooden planks with my legs dangling over the edge, staring out at the water. My brother was no different, every time I stole glances at him, he looked empty. Despite the man we all hated being dead, we were all worried and concerned about Sarah, but none of us really knowing what to do about it.

I was also worried about Rafe, losing his Dad must be hitting him hard. They had a complicated relationship, I know that much, but I know what it's like to lose his last real parent.

We had grown closer recently, I somehow seem to know what affects him and how quickly his mood can change. I could always pick up on people's tells quite quickly, and no matter how much shit Rafe had done, I'm not the kind of person to isolate someone who clearly needed help.

I didn't know if we were friends, and I definitely didn't know if I felt anything more for him. But I knew that one would be a slippery slope, getting involved with someone like him would have so many consequences.

We had that one night together and it was so good to finally feel free for once, but reality set in when I understood how much it hurt my friends and brother when they found out. When he kissed me in the alleyway after I retrieved the gun from the sewers, that kiss still haunts my mind every time I close my eyes.

He only had to look at me in a certain way and that was enough for me to give into him, I've never had that with any guy before. It's only ever been classmates that I've known forever because we lived on the same side of the island. These guys weren't kooks. And Rafe was the kookiest kook there was.

My thoughts were starting to make my head spin.

"Never seen anyone blow themselves up like that." Pope mumbled, "Cross that one off the bucket list."

"JJ!" Kie yelled at him for being insensitive, "Sucks for Sarah." He continued as Kie sat down next to John B on the HMS.

"Are you okay?" He lifted his head up and mumbled, "It's not me I'm worried about."

Whilst we all moped about doing nothing, I moved to the boat so I could lay down and try to catch some sun. There were no boats out on the marsh, no noise, it was just quiet. I planned on making the most out of the silence as it was something we hadn't had in a long time.