𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔 || 𝒋𝒋 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒌 [discontinued]

★ 6 - scarlet waters

"i'd go to hell and back if i could go there with you,
what do I do?
oh my god, i'm a fool,
keep on coming back to you,
i'm so stupid for you."

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"Jesus Pope!" Kiara yells as she tries to get up from the floor of the boat where she fell.

"You okay, JJ?" John B groans and asks the same to Kie.

"I'm alright." She says, placing her hands onto her sore back.

"I think my heels touched the back of my head." JJ floats up from the murky water and coughs, "Pope what did you do?"

"Sandbar. The channel changed. Wait where's Z?" Pope questions, anxiously looking around him, then turning to John B whose eyes have gone completely wide.

"Oh shit." John B says and looks to Kiara who seems to be freaking out.

"Izzy! Iz! Where are you?!" JJ yells, thrashing around the water, bobbing up and down, trying to see through the unclear waters.

"Izzy?!" The other three continue to yell, looking off the side of the boat, trying to find her.

Suddenly, bubbles float up to the surface of the water a couple feet away from JJ as Izzy's head pops up with a smirk, "Estoy aquí, shitheads."

"What the hell Izzy that wasn't funny!" Kie yells, leaning onto the side of the boat.

"Don't do that again Iz, you hear me?" John B exclaims, letting out a deep breath in anguish, "I cannot believe you."

"Where were you?!" Pope asks, letting out a breath of relief.

Izzy lets out a laugh and brushes her wet hair out of her face, "Underwater, duh. I was waiting for you guys to freak out and y'all asked so I delivered." She laughs and salutes the three on the boat, earning a middle finger from Kie who had a tiny smile across her face.

"That's not fucking funny." JJ immediately swims over to her, placing his hand onto the side of her cheek to check for injuries, "Are you hurt?"

Izzy lets his hand fall from her cheek as she pushes him aside jokingly, "I'm fine JJ, see? I'm in one piece— my clothes are soaked though." She treads the water beneath her and smiles at him, but JJ doesn't seem to be comforted at all.

"So you're good? No fatal injuries?" John B asks.

Izzy cocks her head to the side and ponders for a second, popping out her bottom lip in thought. Then raising her left hand, she reveals a gash— a red line could be seen, cutting across from her thumb to the bottom of her palm.

"Oh except this little guy." She says as thin trails of blood drip down the wound into the water as JJ instantly flips out.

"WHAT THE FUCK IZZY?!" JJ grabs her hand and cradles it in his own, gaping at the blood dripping down into the scarlet colored water.