Bruises ~ Jiara // obx

11 - The necklace

John B POV

"Listen JJ, we don't have much time so I need you to listen carefully," I spoke quickly, aware that we were seriously running out of time. There was a split second of silence on the other end of the phone, and it suddenly hit me how weird this must be for them to process.

"I'm listening." He replied, almost hesitantly. I looked up at Sarah, who was covered in soot and appeared debilitated. She nodded, and I took a deep breath.

"So, the Phantom collapsed in the storm, really sorry about that one JJ, but don't worry about it for now.." I started, although instantly regretted saying it; it's been 3 months - he's probably already suffered the consequences.

"-anyway, so we got picked up by some boat with some really kind people who helped, and luckily for us, it was headed straight for the Bahamas. Long story short we basically changed what we had of the gold into cash and we were staying at a motel until yesterday when we saw on the news that we were wanted after being spotted and recognised by someone from outer banks, and now are being hunted here, leading us to assume they haven't found Rafe guilty yet. More bad news, we have no idea where the plane landed. Our only shot now is to get Rafe to confess and get both him and Ward arrested, which would leave the gold in Sarah's hands for us to legally claim." I finished, exchanging a smile of hope with Sarah. There was a long span of silence before a different person cleared their throat – a voice belonging to a girl.

"John B, how the hell are you guys alive?" Kiara's voice was full of pain and disbelief, and a wave of guilt washed over me.

"Yeah man, we've all believed you were dead for months, how come it's taken you till now to actually let us know your ass survived," Pope almost snapped. I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. I knew this was coming.

"It would've been too dangerous..."

"So you wait until your on the run again to ask for our help?" There was hurt in JJ's voice as he yelled, and I was unsure of what to say next. They had been led to believe that their best friend had been dead for months, only to find out now that I was very much alive and on the run. Again.

"This must be horrible for them..." I mouthed at Sarah, who grasped my hand suddenly and looked me straight in the eye, giving it a small squeeze.

"You know it was the only thing we could do, John B," she whispered, leaning over and planting a soft kiss on my cheek.

"Guys, look I know this must be hard for you, but we really need your help right now. I promise you can let it all out on me when you get here. But for now we need to set our differences aside." I announced, letting out a shaky breath.

"When you get here? We have lives John B we can't just drop everything and come to the fucking Bahamas!" Kiara yelled, her voice breaking as she let out a small sob.

"She's right man, we've killed our parents enough the last few months..." Pope spoke up, leaving me with only one option. It was cruel and I didn't want to, but it was our only shot.

"JJ?" I was barely able to get it out; he had sacrificed so much for me, for everyone.

"Dude, that's a bit rude if I'm being honest," I was happy to hear the sarcasm lacing his tone, and smirked at Sarah who looked as if she was losing hope.

"But I'm in I guess..." he announced. Pumping my fists in the air in celebration, I lifted Sarah up and spun her around whilst the 3 argued on the other side of the phone.

"JJ! You can't do that! Look what happened to you last time you tried to help John B!" Kiara voiced her concern.

"She's right, we won't let you." Pope chimed in.