Baby Blue // Outer Banks

Officer Peterkin

Blue's POV

I wake with a pounding headache, wrapped in JJ's arms as I do every morning and I wouldn't have it any other way. We've slept like this since second grade, JJ rarely goes home. I climb over his sleeping body to get out of bed, but he wraps his arms around me and pulls down onto his chest. "Where do you think you're going?" His raspy morning voice makes my skin tingle.

The events from the night before flood back into my mind. JJ was not okay last night, I mean yeah we were all drunk, but there was something else going on with him. "J what happened with you last night?" I ask looking down at him as i straddle him. "Don't worry baby, we didn't do anything we don't usually." He smirks to which I roll my eyes. "I don't know, but as soon as he laid a finger on you I lost it. I'm sorry, it was like i couldn't control what I was doing." He apologizes to me. "Okay but-"

I get cut off by someone knocking on my door, "Officer Peterkin is here, she wants to talk to JJ." My mother says quietly. Shit. JJ and I both look at each other, "Deny, deny, deny." We both say at the same time. I get off of his body and we both begin to dress.

"Shit Blue, is that from Topper?" JJ asks light grazing a deep purple bruise on my ribs. I nod.
"Yeah, it doesn't hurt though." I shrug it off, it does hurt, every time i move i want to scream.
"Annabelle, I'm going to kill him." He says through gritted teeth, I put my hands on his cheeks, "No you aren't. We are going to stay away from those kooks. JJ no more trouble and no more guns." I tell him sternly looking him right in the eyes. "You've got me hypnotized, woman." He smiles and shakes his head.

We walk out of my room and into the living room where my mother sits talking with Sheriff Peterkin. Sheriff Peterkin is two-faced, she tries her best to help the pogues out, but only does it if there's something for her in it. My mother turns to us "Good morning, sleep well?" she asks. "y-yeah. Morning Officer." JJ smiles at her. "Blue why don't you help me make breakfast." My mon suggests, it's an excuse to let the sheriff and JJ speak in private. She would never let me help make any meal, I'm horrible in the kitchen.

"What is she doing here?" I ask as soon as we get out of hearing from the sheriff. "She mentioned John B and DCS, but everyone knows i've tried everything to be his legal guardian. And then she asks a couple questions about where you two were and what time you came home." She shrugs, oh no, it's about the gun. "What did you tell her?" I question trying not to sound suspicious. "Just that you all went out and came home at a reasonable hour. Then she mentioned a gun, which i told her that that's absurd and none of you kids would be playing around with a gun. You know better than that right?" She explains, oh thank god she didn't say anything too bad. Poor John B, for awhile they let my mom be his legal guardian until they got ahold of his uncle, but as soon as DCS came over to inspect our home they deemed it unfit for a family of three. I peaked into the living room and see JJ shaking his head and saying no.

"Mom i'm going to shower." I tell her before going off to my room to get new clothes and a towel. I just always feel the need to let her know i'm having a shower, never let her know where i'm going when I leave the house, but always tell her when i'm showering.

I look at my reflection in the mirror and see the nasty bruise on my ribcage, there's no hiding it unless i wear a shirt all the time. I go to turn the water on when I realize we have no running water on the cut. Fuck. Sighing, I change into new clothing, yet another one of JJ's shirts, I braid my dirty blonde hair and leave the bathroom.

As I walk into my room I see JJ with his head in his hands. "What happened, babe?" I ask putting my hand under his chin and tilt his head up. "Nothing. I just fucked out real bad last night. She said i'm lucky everyone at the party was drunk so they can't take statements or else everyone would be in trouble." He explain shaking his head. "let's just go over to John B's." I suggest. As he stands up he pulls me in close and kisses my forehead. "Hey no pogue-on-pogue macking." I giggle and walk out the door. "Going to John B's later mom!" I shout as JJ chases after me, i hear him say thanks her for letting him stay over again. He does that every morning and each time he does my mom says he's part of the family and there's no need for thanking.

I race through my yard laughing as JJ starts to catch up. As soon as we get to John N'a the mood changes drastically. John B is in the same position JJ was early, hunched over with his head in hands. What did Sheriff say to him.

"John B what happened?" I ask wrapping my arms around him. He quickly stands up almost head butting me in the face. "I'm calling it off. Alright guys?" He says, we all look at him confused. He was so intent on finding out why Scooter Grubbs has that Grady-white. I'm so confused. Then he explains himself, "Peterkin said that if I stay out of the marsh she'll help me with DCS." ahh there we go, John B would rather die than be taken by DCS.

"And you believed her?" JJ questions, he probably won't mention what just went down about an hour ago, but i know he doesn't trust Peterkin. "Yes, I believe her JJ." John be retorts. "JJ, he's got a point. It's better to stay outta the marsh for a couple days than have John B taken from us." I defend John B. "Oh so now you believe cops too, Blue?" JJ asks rolling his eyes and throwing a rock across the yard.
"It doesn't help that your ass was the one shooting a gun." John raises his voice at JJ. Oh that one hit a spot with JJ, I can tell. They go back and forth yelling at each other, practical JJ and John B. They've been doing this stuff since we were kids, I've gotten used to it and have learned to tune it out. And the next thing I know John B is off to steal some scuba gear from the Cameron's boat as the rest of us wait back at the chateau.

I decided to change point of view from third person to first person(Blue). Let me know which one you liked better.