Torn

Printers

  we walk over to JJ who is standing with his back against a wall, his hands in his pockets, and his head leaning back with his eyes closed. I walked up to him and jump on him, scaring him, but he quickly reacts and he wraps his arms around me and flips me so he's holding me bridal style.

my eyebrows knit together as I wonder how he managed to flip me so fast, and he looks down at me, still in his arms, and smirks.

"You really thought you would get away with that?" he chuckles, and I cross my arms across my chest and pout. I don't like people holding me, and I squirm until he lets me out of his grip.

He sets me on the ground and I glance over to see Pope glaring at us and I move further away from JJ so that I'm on the other side of Pope.

I'm smiling, and eventually move so that I'm walking in between Pope and JJ again, but the smile melts away when I see two police boats tied to the dock, and four men in uniform. I noticeably stiffen and Pope reaches for my hand before hesitating and pulling his arm back, but I take his hand in mine and I smile at him. I reach over and grab JJ's hand too, taking him by surprise. I tighten my grip on their hands as we walk by the men, and I let out the breath I had been holding as soon as we passed them.

"They're still looking for them." Pope mumbles.

"Is that a good sign?" I ask, and I feel my stomach twist.

"Depends." JJ finishes for him, and I look over to see his face twisted in pain. I give his hand a slight squeeze and he glances at me and smiles. We turn around on the dock and walk back to my Jeep.

The ride back mostly consisted of pope talking about how your youngest picture is your oldest picture and just being weird in general. On the way we passed the hotel that has the computers.

"JJ, pull over." I blurt, pointing to the parking lot.

"I swear to god if you get out to save another turtle I will kill you." Pope complains as we pull into the parking lot. I jump out and flip him off. 

JJ just looks at Pope and shrugs, and I pull my backpack over my shoulder and run inside.

We walk through the kitchen and JJ gets his hand smacked as he reaches for a plate of cupcakes.

I walk into the room and stride over to the printer, pulling my backpack off my shoulder and resting it on the desk. I pull out a old film canister that I use to hold my favorite polaroids and dump the pictures out. I sort through them and find the one I'm looking for, and pick it up.

It's a picture of John B and Sarah standing on the bow of the HMS Pogue, holding hands and looking at each other, smiling. I took it last week.

I lift up the top of the printer and slide the picture into place, and wait for the image to copy.

"Awe!" JJ exclaims in a girly manner, holding up a picture of me surfing. The date showed that it was almost exactly one year ago.

"You were so young!" He giggles, imitating a young girl's voice.

"That was last year." I mumble, and grab the newly printed picture off the printer.

"Voila!" I exclaim, holding the paper up.

"Uh, what are we doing with that?" Pope asks, and I ignore him. I gently slide it into my bag and slip a strand of my wavy brown hair behind my ear.

"Come on." I say and swing my bag onto my back.

"No like, seriously. What the hell are you doing with that?" Pope questions again, and I continue to ignore him. I walk out of the room and head to the car. And jump in, and turn on the engine. JJ hops in beside me, and Pope gets in the backseat.

"She's being all mysterious. I like that." JJ says, looking over his shoulder at Pope who rolls his eyes at him.

"Remember when John B found out that his dad was actually dead and he made one of those little boat things and put a picture of his dad on it and pushed it out into the water? Well the little boat thing showed up on the edge of the dock and I kept it."

I look in the mirror and see Pope staring at me, a look of total confusion on his face.

"Never mind." I say, and pull into the driveway.

"Just go along with it." He whispered over his shoulder to Pope, and I slap him on the shoulder.

I run inside, and go into the kitchen.

I start to cut the white sides off of the paper until I'm satisfied.

I stand up, grab the candle that I had put on the table earlier, and walk into the guest room to grab the little raft thing. I motion with my free hand for the boys to follow me and we go out onto the dock.

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A/N
Sorry this chapter took so long to update! I have had no service the last four days and I'm still trying to post it!
Also sorry This chapter was so weird...even I'm cringing while writing it lol.
-B