Pogue Rules | Outer Banks | JJ x reader

Part 9

Somehow. Someway. John B convinced Kiara to come with us. I'm honestly surprised that her dad actually let her leave. We all loaded up into the van and John B took off. The sun was starting to set and JJ, Pope, and I just exchanged looks for most of the ride. JJ and I sat in the floorboard and he had his arm thrown over my shoulder and I was leaning into his side. Suddenly he moved and reached into his pocket and pulled out a joint and his lighter. He put the joint between his lips and flipped open the lighter.

                "Mind if I just relax on this one? It's been a long and weird day. Pope you want a hit?", he mumbled as he went to light it.

                Pope reached out and took the joint and tossed it towards the back of the van, "Keep the signal clear.

                JJ harshly flipped his lighter closed, "That's your problem Pope. You don't et creative enough, if you got creative, then-"

                I cut him off, "JJ, knock it off. You know Pope doesn't do that stuff."

                "Look guys, I know I was wrong about the light house, all right", John B spoke up, he changed the subject before those two started to kill one another in the back, "And that I was wrong about everything else, but I was right about one thing. My father is trying to get me a message."

                John B took a turn and the van slowed. I looked out the window and was greeted with a cemetery arch and a locked tall gate. I looked at Pope, we were both skeptical about whatever was about to happen. We all piled out and watched John B as he walked to the back of the van and pull out a bunch of lights and pass them out. JJ got a head lamp. Pope, Kie, and I got small flashlights, and John B had a lantern. He closed the back of the van and walked over to the gate. He sat the lantern through the gate and began to climb and jumped down to the other side. He looked back at all of us who were still confused as hell.

                "Well, come on", he said in a 'duh' tone and picked up his lantern.

                We all exchanged looks and took our turned over the gate. We followed John B through the dark and eerily quiet graveyard. I had a hold of JJ's hand and shown the flashlight towards our feet so we could see where we were walking. We all kept asking him questions on what we where doing here, but he never answered one of them.

                "Hey, come on", John B said as he noticed we all weren't running into the dark like he was.

                "We're coming", Kie snapped back, "This place is scary. John B what are we doing here?"

                "Shut up", he finally told us all and turned back to look at us but kept walking, "You know how you're trying to remember a song and you can't remember who sings it?"

                "Yeah", Kie said.

                "I guess?", I called out.

                "So, Redfield. This whole time, I thought it was a place, but it's not. It's a person", he told us he walked us up to a small mausoleum.

                I was made of thick gray stone and had 'Redfield' engraved across the top of it. The tree branches hung low and it just that more creepy.

                "Voi-effing-la", JJ said clearly unimpressed or not following, I couldn't tell which.

                "See my great-great-grandmother, Oliva. Redfield, that was her maiden name. This was the Redfield my dad meant. I'm sure of it. It has to be", John B said hopeful as he looked up at the name on the tomb.