Oh Honey,
I'd walk through fire for you,
Just let me adore you
Shaye Bennett.
That name brings up a lot of controversy in Outer Banks.
To the Pogues, she's family.
To the Kooks, she's a traitor.
To JJ, she's everything.
*I do not own Outer Banks...
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~The Royal Merchant~
Shaye was sat on the dock beside Pope and JJ as they got the drone ready. "What's this?" JJ asked as Pope smacked his hand away
"Don't touch that" He scolded as Shaye laughed "I'm trying to work out this thing"
"God bless geeks Pope, truly man. What would we do without you to control the drone?" JJ replied as Kie and John B surfaced from the water.
Pope corrected him though, "Technically, It's not a drone, it's an ROV."
JJ groaned and told him to shut up. Shaye just smiled looking at JJ's back. She couldn't wipe the smile off her face since last night. It was like he felt her eyes as he turned around to look at her.
Walking over, he sat down beside her and elbowed her lightly in the side. "What's up?" He asked
"Nothing much, J. Just waiting to find some gold" She smiled at him
He laughed back down at her and they watched as Kie and John B surfaced from the water talking about getting a lawyer once the wreck is found.
Pope thought it would be best to wait for dead calm to look for the wreck because the drone could get pushed around easily. They all agreed as John B and Kie climbed out of the water.
So for now they waited. Everyone went off in their own directions so Shaye decided to go home and get an outfit for tomorrow since she was staying at John B's tonight.
Climbing in her honda, she said goodbye to everyone and drove to The Figure 8. On the drive, her mind wandered to JJ. Lately she had been constantly thinking about him and the little moments they seemed to have more and more.
Were all those moments just in her head?
As Shaye arrived at her house she let out an annoyed sigh. Home sweet home. The smell of rancid alcohol automatically clued her in on who was here. "Shailene?" A voice slurred from the family room. "Is that you?"
Her hand instinctively reached up to her neck, feeling the old scar underneath her hair. "Yeah Dad. I'm here" She let out a shaky sigh and walked towards the voice.
There sat Steven and Jeanette Bennett with empty whiskey bottles strewn around them. Upon seeing her his lips curled into a disgusted frown. "Where were you?" Steven's voice rung out calmly.
Shaye knew where this conversation was going, and it took everything in her not to bolt to her car and drive away. "I was with my friends" She muttered
"By friends do you mean the low life's that you slum with?"
She said nothing.
"ANSWER ME!" He screamed causing her to flinch. The thought of a repeat incident from last time terrified her to no end.
