𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐲

II. To Dubrovnik.

THE TWO boats took off from the shore of the beach at the same time, riding alongside one another the entire time. The girls kept looking over at their boat, and the boys kept looking over at theirs, both groups still equally as worried about splitting up, especially Jake whose eyes never left Kie. And then both boats began to speed up, before eventually going in different directions, the womens boat going towards the right as the mens boat goes towards the left.

"Why is that boat going a different way?" John B asked the man standing before them as Jake looked over at Kie again. "What the hell is happening?" The Carrera girl was asking her best friend who turns to her, "I don't know." Sarah told her. "No, why are we separating?" Jake asked, raising his voice. "It's okay." One of the men replied. "We have people on that boat though." Pope says, pointing. "We need to be together." John B added.

"Where are you going?" Sarah called out to them. "Hey, hey, hey." Kie held up her hand to her best friend. "Can you let us know where they're going?" Pope asked the man, "can you tell us what is happening?" John B asked next, as Jake stood up, "Kie!" He shouted so the other two got up too. "Sarah!" The Routledge yelled. "Cleo!" The Heyward shouted.

The three shouted out of their girlfriends once more, before one of the men came over. "Get down!" He pushed John B down, so both Pope and Jake sat down as well. "Quiet!" He demanded before looking away. "We're going to the same place, right?" Kie asked Zac. "Yes, yes. It's okay. We've done this many times. Safest way is to split up." The man told her. Jake keeps looking over towards their boat, that got further and further away until he couldn't see it.

At some point, it was night and a lot of the men were tired, and sleeping, especially Jake who had his head leaning back. His face keeps twitching, and then he flinched awake, "no, no, no," he said so John B turned to him, grabbing his arm. "You okay?" He asked and the Lennox nodded, raising his hands to rub his eyes. "Just... a bad dream." He said quietly.

He couldn't really sleep after that, so he stayed awake the rest of the night. And then the boat came to a stop, so he immediately reached over, tapping both John B and Pope. "Hey." He whispered, as both got up. "The boat's stopped." He told them quietly as one of the smugglers came over, speaking in Arabic and pointing. "Look." He said in English before switching back to Arabic. John B, Pope and Jake all looked in the direction that he was pointing at.

"What's he talking about?" Pope asked. "Where?" John B asked next, and then the man pushed Pope into the water, making him yell. "Pope!" Both John B and Jake shout for their friend. And then two other smugglers attack both Jake and John B. Jake was fighting the smuggler back, punching but then the man raised his hand, wielding a knife.

He backed away, just then the man's arm was grabbed by Rafe, who pulled his wrist down and pinned it to the edge of the boat. Jake helped him by grabbing the knife from the man, and then punched the smuggler across the face, more than two times which knocked him out. Once they got all the men down on the ground, they tied up all of the four men by their hands.

"Where are the girls?" John B asked one of them, only for the man to reply in Arabic. "Where are they?" He shouted at the man. "Getares." He answered his question so John B left him there on the floor of the boat before beginning to drive off, headed for Getares, Spain.

When they got near Getares, "alright. This is it. This is Getares. You guys see them?" John B asked. "No." Rafe answered. "Hey. That looks like the raft." Pope pointed to the boat at the shore. "Where are they?" Jake said, his brows furrowed together. "No one's here." John B said, and then the walkie on one of the smugglers goes off, which made John B look down and raise the radio. "That's one of the guys on their boat." Rafe said as the Routledge held up the radio. "Iglesia. Doesn't that mean church?" Jake asked, glancing around at them.