Outer Banks Imagines

Pogue group

Y/n pov
"Where's your brother?" Your dad yelled at you as he walked into the house. Luke Maybank the shit show of the obx. My brother, JJ, was out with our group of friends, Kie, John b, and pope. I was a year younger then them so I had other friends. Which is what I was doing today. I hung out with Maddie, she was my best friend besides Kie.
"Not sure dad." I said. I was praying he wouldn't hit me today. Normally JJ would take it for me because he always says he has to protect me, but he's not here.
"Well go call him, I need to talk to him." Luke said and sat down on the couch starting to drink away his feelings, for probably the fifth time today. I grabbed my phone off the counter and dialed the number. If JJ didn't answer I was screwed.
"Hey you reached JJ, cant talk right now so bye."
Oh shit.
I hung up the phone and walked to my dad standing in front of him. I had to be brave and not let my voice falter. "He didn't answer." I said with a straight face. My dad stopped mid sip of his beer. He placed his down with a grunt. All the sudden I felt a sharp sting on the right side of my face.
"I'm sorry? He didn't answer!" My dad yelled getting louder with each word. He stood up completely and punched the other side of my face, sending me flying backward to the floor. I landed on a glass bottle and my weight shattered it. Making the glass stay in the palm of my hand. I let out a cry.
"Dad please." I said. "I tried." I started to say but he cut me off.
"You didn't try! You never do! You price of worthless shit!" He yells at me kicking and punching my body. Besides crying and begging him to stop I'm praying someone from the group shows up and finds me.

It's been 15 min, 15 min of punches, slaps, kicks, being thrown into the wall and once suffocated. I laid on the floor no more tears left to fall from my eyes. I watched his heavy footsteps walk out the front door, probably to go to the bar and drink more. I felt my eye lids get heavier as each minute passed, soon letting them close fully.

John B pov
"You really think that gold is gonna be on this island?" Pope asked.
"Yes, now lets get y/n and go find that treasure!" JJ smiled. I laughed at his enthusiasm and walked up the steps to his house. His dad wasn't home, we knew because Luke's truck was gone.
"Y/n!" I yelled starting to open the door. Once I fully did, I saw the scene in front of me.
"John B what? Walk in the damn house." JJ said pushing me.
"Oh no." Kie gasped.
"Fuck." Pope said with wide eyes. I just stood there with my mouth hung open, I was speechless.
"Y/n! No no no! Y/n wake up! Luke you fucking bitch!" JJ is yelling.
I heard a whimper and a moan come from y/n. "Y/n! Come on open your eyes." JJ said, his face stained with tears. There's a bloody spot on the wall and on the floor.
"JJ." She said back.

Y/n pov
"JJ." I whimper. "Luke he, he is here! Leave!" I said trying to sit up and panicking.
"Y/n it's ok he's gone." John B said now in view. I looked at JJ.
"Dad did this?" He asked. He knew the answer though. I just nodded my head. He stood up with his hands running through his hair. He punched the wall right above the table.
"JJ!" I heard Kie yell to him.
"She needs help, maybe a shower first?" Pope said.
"Popes right." I coughed out. "I'm bleeding." I said showing John B my hand.

I sat in the bathtub with Kie sitting in the toilet helping me. It wasn't awkward between us, this wasn't the first time I needed help because of my dad. "You wanna talk about it?" She asked and took the cup she had filling it with water and rinsing my hair.
"He. He um. Slapped me first, and then I don't remember much after that except the glass being broke, and he choked me." I said and starting to sob again.
"Kie! Why is she crying?" JJ yelled. I new my cries were a little loud but didn't know they'd hear them.
"It's alright she just got upset again." Kie said.
"I'm ok JJ." I said as loud as I could.
"You get me if you need something ok?" I heard his worry voice ask. Kie yelled back an ok and continued helping me.
"Come on lets get you dressed." She said helping me stand. She gasped as I stood up from the tub. She saw every single cut and bruise I had. I quickly grabbed the towel wrapping it around me. "I-I'm Sorry." She said and looked at the ground.
"It's alright. It's shocking to everyone. But nothing I can't handle." I said with a painful shrug. She looked like she wanted to cry.
Her and I sat on my old bed trying to clean every cut and put bandaids on some.
"You ready to go out there now?" She asked I finished getting dressed. I stood in some athletic shorts and one of I think John B shirts. I nodded my head. Right as I opened the door JJ pulled me into a hug.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry babygirl." He said using the nickname my mom and him always called me. "Im supposed to protect you and keep you away from him, and I didn't!" He said. I could tell he got angry again.
"I'm alright, nothing I can't handle right?" I said using the line he always said to me when I helped bandage him up from fights with our dad.
"Let's go back to my house, well chill for the rest of the night?" John B said. I nodded my head and grabbed JJ hand and Popes hand as we walked out the door.
"Um guys I just wanted to say thank you. And I'm sorry." I said right as we walked up to John B van.
"There is no need to be sorry." John B said pulling me into a hug. "We love you and it's our job to help and protect you." He said with his famous smile. I nodded my head and gave him another hug.
"Come on, Ive got a joint calling your name little sister." JJ yelled as he hopped in the van. That was the first time I smiled since the accident with Luke.