FIGURE EIGHT
Everyone out on Figure Eight that night forgot about John B for a good ten seconds. Everyone surrounded her and were shouting for help.
"Someone help the girl!" A neighbor says.
"Oh my god, is she okay?" Someone else says.
"Hey, hey. Come on, you're okay." Rafe says, holding her.
Violet was a great actress, but she wasn't acting 100%.
She couldn't breathe, but overreacted in order to buy John B some time. Just in case he needed. those extra ten seconds, which he did. He managed to leave Kelce's house through a vent in the laundry room and ran off.
The cops had called for an EMT along with an ambulance to come and check to see if she was okay.
"We can get you to the hospital in 15 minutes." The EMT says.
"Oh no it's fine. I feel way better now." Violet says, they had pulled out an oxygen tank for her to breathe.
"Do you have any medical conditions?" The EMT asks.
"Uhh asthma but I'll be fine I have my inhaler at home." Violet nods. She didn't want to go to the hospital, since then they would have to hook her onto machines and find out that she was on Fentanyl. And of course, her mom would be notified, and there would be a big drama out of it.
The last thing she needed was to be thrown back into rehab, at least not for the next few days. Her only mission was to clear John B's name and that was all she needed to do. It was the only thing she put her mind to.
Her checklist consisted of two things:
1. Send Rafe to rehab
2. Get Ward to confess.
That was all she needed to do, and she needed to do it in that specific order. She couldn't risk Rafe being around by the time that she needed to confront Ward. He was an independent variable, and although she trusted him, she knew he wouldn't pick her over Ward.
"You okay?" Rafe asks, seeing her get out of the ambulance.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just wasn't feeling well." She says, making up an excuse.
"They didn't catch him. He escaped." Rafe says.
"Oh.." Violet says, pretending like that wasn't her whole plan.
"They'll catch him soon, the entire island is on lockdown." Violet says, trying to reassure Rafe.
"Yeah.. yeah." Rafe says, clearly out of his mind.
"Can you take me home? I feel like I just need some sleep." Violet says, trying to distract him from the search.
"You're not gonna stay at the house?" Rafe asks, referring to Tannyhill.
"If you want me to." Violet says.
"Yeah.. I do, just come help me look for a little bit." Rafe says.
"The entire island is looking for him, I'm sure two people missing out won't hurt." Violet says.
"I- I just wanna look." Rafe says, dazed.
"Fine, we'll look." Violet sighs.
"We'll get him for you, Sheriff!" Rafe yells, convincing the nosy crowd that was around Violet to go look for John B.
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