𝓔𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵 | Outer Banks | JJ & Kiara

Stay High

I gotta stay high, all the time

To keep you off my mind

Spend my days locked in a haze

Trying to forget you babe

I fall back down

Gotta stay high all my life

To forget I'm missing you

JJ Maybank

"JJ, go easy on the joints. You already had too many." Sam advises me, while eating up those smelly leftovers from yesterday's sort-of lunch. The Chateau was a catastrophe.

Well, to be fair, the Chateau were always a catastrophe. John didn't give a fuck to the cleansing of his house. Yet, he would spray some air-freshener or take off the trash when we weren't too busy hanging or fishing on HMS Pogue, or chilling on the ugly swing net Kie made me hang on the trees near the water. Taking a look back in time, I recall all of us having a pretty amazing life. Within our possibilities, since we're Pogues living on the cut.

Our crew could always have a good time, all the time.

"You're right, it's my last one." I mumble, watching attentively her covering herself, tying her swinsuit on the back of her neck. "When am I seeing you again?"

"Not soon, J. I have to work now. Yo, do you think I can borrow this?" Sam takes Kiara's ugly 'SAVE THE PLANET' shirt from the livingroom floor, shaking off the sand on it. Kie uses this awful piece of cloth everywhere. John B got it for her last christmas. He thought it was the greatest gift of all times 'cause she has always been all about protecting the nature or some other naturalistic bullshit.

Honestly, my gift was so much better. I gave her a glass bubbler with a glass baby dolphin glued on the top of it. I know Kie likes weed and baby dolphins. I gave her the best of both worlds.

John B simply got lucky 'cause Kie was somehow in love with him back in the day. While I was having an amazing time mocking him for being her sort-of lover, he'd try to convince everyone that all of us had a love-sort-of-think for her, too.

"No way. Kie is going to kill me." I take the yellow shirt from her, throwing it back on the floor. Sam looks annoyed. I sight as I unbotton my shirt to lend it to the chick pratically naked in front of my sight. Samantha quickly slide my shirt on her tiny body. I walk behind her around the Chateau as she's grabbing her stuff. She leaves to the yard without saying a proper goodbye, hopping on her motorbike and driving to the Figure 8.

"Ah, shit! Not now." I whine, seeing Kiki  appearing on the shattered screen of my phone. I reject her call right away.

It's awful for me having to give her a cold-shoulder, 'cause that's how I was dealing with everything from now on. I'm not talking to her ever since the Phantom sinked to the bottom of the ocean alongside with a member of our now-wrecked family. All I could think about was that Kie got it right from the very beginning; the Phantom was kind of a junker.

Kiara's parents don't allow her to hang out on the cut ever since. I think it's understandable having everything that happened to our crew, from being chased by creepy guys to stealing money from a dealer.

Months after Kie's imprisonment, she convinced her father to let Pope occasionally drop by their house, but that's because he's a good guy. He's not a JJ.