Bruises ~ Jiara // obx

18 - The 3 doors

Pope POV

An ache was forming in the back of my head as my eyes fluttered open to see John B and JJ both sprawled across the floor, completely passed out. My eyes scanned the room which was littered with rubbish and I sighed, sitting up and rubbing my sore eyes. I was definitely hungover.

"Yo JJ." I kicked his side and he jumped awake, his alert expression melting away as his gaze fell on me. He slapped his hand to his head, groaning.

"Don't do that to me man..." he lay back down, despite being on a hard floor.

"Where did Sarah and Kie go?" I asked, as some muffled noises came from John B.

"Probably went to bed like normal people," he moaned, wincing as he got to his feet.

"Come on JJ, get up." He laughed, tugging the blonde's arm.

"Bro I can't walk..." he moaned, rolling over so he was facing the ground.

"JJ I was shot the other day and I'm walking pretty fine." John B rolled his eyes, as we both begun picking up the numerous empty beer cans.

"In the shoulder..." he mumbled, before finally getting himself to his feet. Suddenly, the door clicked and Sarah's uncle came in, worry written all over his face.

"You alright Uncle M?" I asked, as his eyes darted around the room and he headed for the kitchen.

"Have you seen Sarah or Kiara?" His voice was rushed and almost panicked as he marched towards the kitchen. I exchanged a glance with the others as JJ shrugged, and we all followed him hesitantly. My eyes were instantly drawn to the tape covering the light switch, as I followed Uncle M's gaze to the corner of the counter. Blood was splattered on the counter and down to the floor and I found my hand on my mouth as I gasped.

"Shit." Uncle M muttered, turning around and walking away.

"What? Why is there blood?" JJ piped up, following him. He proceeded to ignore us and continued marching away, picking up his pace. I shook my head at JJ but it was too late; he was already following.

"Hey man, talk to us!" He yelled after him. Suddenly, Uncle M pivoted and shoved JJ up against the wall forcefully, taking him by surprise and stopping me and John B right in our tracks.

"They are in danger. Now let me figure this out ok?" His tone was grave and JJ nodded slowly, fear painted across his face, as he slowly released his grip and left the room, locking the door behind him. I gulped.

"Man..." John B whispered.

"You ok dude?" I asked JJ, as his gaze left the door and a frightened look spread on his face.

"Yeah..." he replied unconvincingly, folding his arms over. A silence settled in the room as we all took a moment to think.

"What are we gonna do now? He said they're in danger and we're supposed to just stand here... damn it." JJ broke the silence, kicking a beer can across the ground and clenching his trembling hands.

"Dude, we just have to trust Uncle M..." I said, despite knowing that this would be difficult now.

"Trust him? Dude just shoved me against a wall. Not lightly..." JJ muttered the last part, his expression telling me he was deep in thought as he begun to pace up and down the room.

"We can't just stand here and do nothing." John B sighed, walking over to the window and peering out. Raindrops drummed onto the ground as lightning flashed suddenly, followed by a roar of thunder.