IT COMES AND GOES IN WAVES (OUTER BANKS FAN FICTION)

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IT COMES AND GOES IN WAVES

(CRIME SCENE, KEGGER FIGHT AND GUNSHOTS)

"Of the person that I thought I was"

NO ONE'S POV:

"The cops were acting life it was crime scene." Milly said, "Yeah did you find anything?" Pope asked, "Did we find anything?" JJ looked at to MJ, "No I don't think we did." She smiled, "Oh yeah we did." He pulled out the gun and cash. "What the hell?" "No dude." "You can't be serious?" the 3 lookouts asked, "Dude chill." JJ went to Pope, "Why did you take from a crime scene?" "It's better than the cops having it." "You serious?" "I'm gonna lose my merit scholarship." Pope panicked. "Hey, hey, hey. Sh, sh, sh, sh. At least you have us right?" JJ asked. "I'm living a nightmare." Was all Pope said, "I won't take that personally and neither should you Mil." MJ and SJ patted the girls shoulder.

They were now all sitting on the docks when a body was found, "Who is that?" SJ asked, "It's Scooter Grubbs. He was out during the storm. Check out this pic I got. Dead body." This girl showed the picture around, "Damn." "Gross." "Insane," "What kind of boat did he have?" JJ asked, "Somehow that dirtbag copped a brand new Grady-White. Everyone is out looking for it." The girl said. The friends all looked around at each other. Oh no.

Back at the Chateau, they were all sat on the porch, SJ walked out, handing John B the beer and squeezing onto the chair he was sat on, throwing her legs over his. Kie and Milly were both talking and JJ and MJ lay on the sofa, JJ playing with the lighter MJ got him 3 year ago. He said, "As long as I have this with me. You are with me too." And he never left it anywhere. Then Pope ran through the door, "Okay. So um... we didn't see anything. We don't know anything. We need to have complete amnesia." Pope sat beside Milly. "Actually Pope is right for once. See I agree with you sometimes. Deny, deny, deny." JJ stood up and walked to the door, "Guys we can't keep that money." Kie said. "Not all of us can afford unlimited data plans Kiara." JJ looked at her, "We have to pass that of to Lana Grubbs. Otherwise it is big karma." Milly agreed. "Bad karma to be implicated in a felony too." Pope added on. "If that means keeping the money. I agree." "Me too." MJ agreed with JJ. "I don't agree." SJ said, "Why?" "Just think about it. This is Scooter Grubbs we're talking about. Same dude that's buying individual cigarettes at the Porthole. Shit one time I saw this guy begging for change in the Save-A-Lot. Parking lot because he needed gas. We are talking about a dirtbag marina rat who never had more than 40 bucks in his pocket, and all of a sudden he has a Grady-White? Just saying." John B said. They decided to go fish, the twins dangling their feet over the edge whilst JJ and Pope fished, John B and Milly trying to calm him down and talk to him. "Alright think about this Pope. How does a marina rat get a Grady-White?" John B asked, "Prostitution." Milly answered. "Square groupers bro. Okay, flying under the radar, no aerial surveillance. They don't do that stuff in a hurricane. What does that mean? JJ?" John B pointed to him, "They were straight smuggling" "Smuggling." After going inside again they shared the money and decided to act normal. "So how are wo going to do that?" Milly asked. "Kegger?" all the girls asked and they nodded.

The guys picked up the large barrel of alcohol, "Tally-ho" John B said, "Hey-up" JJ replied, "You are idiots." SJ hurdled over the barrel. Setting up the place they had it all ready and soon enough many people were there. JJ and MJ looped there arms to see how fast they could drink the beer, MJ won, they high fived cheered. After that everyone went to there own conversations with people around having a lot of fun, well that was until. "What is she doing here?" SJ walked up to John B who was talking to a girl, "It's so – huh?" John looked over and saw Sarah Cameron, the Kook princess and her 'lovely' boyfriend Topper. By night people had settled down and stopped drinking. "John B" JJ said, "What are you doing?" "You want this one?" "Yeah—" "Oh wait. Hey, hey, hey Sarah! Can I interest you in a tasty Milwaukee beverage?" JJ asked the girl, "No thanks." "Is it not fancy enough for you?" "No we were just leaving." "Hey you know what? I'll take it." Topper said, "That's nice but I didn't ask you. If you said pretty please maybe. Yeah so Sarah." "Pretty please? No." JJ wen tot hand the drink to her but Topper shoved it all in his face. This drew, Mil, MJ, SJ, Kie and Pope over. JJ grabbed Topper's collar but the 2 were pushed away. "You are really funny man!" JJ said and he turned to his friends until Topper said, "Dirty Pogues with dirty girls!" this made them all angry and John B turned around pushing Topper back. Topper punched him in the face and kicked him into the water, "Stop!" "Topper!!" "Leave it alone!" "Come on stop it!" all the girls yelled for them to stop. "Hey, John B don't make me drown you like your old man alright?" Topper asked, everyone was yelling 'fight' whilst John B's friends watched him get up and take Topped out with a tackle. The 2 were now in the centre fighting like wrestlers. "That's what I'm talking about!" JJ cheered. "John B. Stop," SJ went to run in but her sister held her back. Somehow Topper was able to get John B's head under the water. He was drowning him. JJ knew he had to do something and the other 5 had no idea what to do that was until JJ went up behind Topper putting a gun to his head. "Yeah you know what that is. Don't move." He threatened. Everyone was now running away, and they were trying to stop JJ from pulling the trigger. SJ and MJ both stay back knowing the last time they were around an open gun. They lost everything. JJ took the gun off of his head and Topped stepped away, SJ immediately ran over to the boy lifting him from the water, "John B? Hey. You okay? You—" she was cut off by John B falling back, SJ caught him however. Her eyes filling with tears. "John B? Come on. Help. Someone. Please!" she began to cry loudly, she began to shake after JJ pulled the trigger 2 times. "Everyone listen up! Get the hell off our side of the island. She pulled his body close to her now ignoring the yells from behind her. "What the fuck! YOU IDIOT JJ! WHY? WHY DID YOU DO THAT? YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO—TO REMEMBER. YOU SAID..." MJ began to slap his chest crying before becoming to weak to talk or argue and ran off ignoring the calls from JJ to come back, but she didn't listen. She ran leaving her sister who was also crying just like her.

MJ didn't come back last night and they were all worried especially JJ, the whole night SJ looked after the beaten up John B, until just this morning she fell asleep beside him. Missing the sheriff come to talk to him about what they found yesterday in the marsh. The whole crew met up at the Chateau, still no sign of MJ, Sam was leaning against Pope, SJ was sitting on the porch steps, Kie was playing on the drums and JJ was throwing rocks anywhere. There was the sound of footsteps coming from round the back all of them confused and then relieved at the sight of SJ's twin walking up to them. None of them said anything to her as she went and sat beside her sister. "I'm calling it off. Alright? Peterkin said, if I stay out of the marsh, she'll help SJ, MJ and I with DCS." John B told them. "And you believed her?" JJ asked, "Yes I believe her JJ." "An actual cop, John B. You believed a cop." "All I gotta do is stay out of the marsh for a couple of days, and she'll help me out. It doesn't help that your ass was the one shooting a gun." "You know what I should have done? Just let Topper drown your ass." "Topper was gonna drown me?" "Sure looked like it." "Funny." "Have you looked in a mirror. SJ was up all night for you, so you would wake up in pain." "Tell me some more. Come on." "They always win, don't they, man? Kooks versus Pogues. They always, always win! Goddamn!" "Look, it's okay!" Kie tried to calm him down, "No it's not okay! It is not! They don't want us to go down into the marsh. That means there's something valuable down there and you all know it. I know you do. And I understand why you don't wanna go. You're the golden boy. You got way to much to risk. And you two—I mean, you're already rich as fuck anyway. MJ. SJ. You probably hate me but look at us. So us, we got nothing to lose! We really don't alright?" "JJ." "And I know it didn't use to be that way for you John B." "I don't want to talk about this. I don't want to talk about it." "So that's it?" "Just get out of my way bro." "John B listen to me. I have a plan. You got the key to Cameron's boat, right? There's scuba gear inside. We just borrow that, and then we go down to the wreck this afternoon, and that is what is gonna save you and them, man. You don't see rich kids going to foster care do you?" he asked, John B and JJ looked back to the twins who shrugged and SJ put her arm out in a way of say 'off you go' and he did. But that one thing running through his mind was that he should have learned a long time ago to never listen JJ.