𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞.
outer banks universe.
BROOKLYN ROUTLEDGE, twin sister
to John B Routledge, is thrusted into a
whirlwind of an adventure when her father goes missing at sea. Brooklyn and John B rope
their closest friends into their adventure,
...
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𝟎𝟏𝟕. 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧
breezeblocks ──── alt-j
☀︎ 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐥𝐲𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯
𝖨'𝖵𝖤 𝖮𝖭𝖫𝖸 𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱 𝖡𝖤𝖤𝖭 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖠𝖥𝖱𝖠𝖨𝖣 𝖮𝖭𝖤 𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖤𝖱 𝖳𝖨𝖬𝖤 𝖨𝖭 𝖬𝖸 𝖫𝖨𝖥𝖤 and it was when Dad hadn't returned from sea when he said he would. I spent those days following his departure, panicked and worried over every little thing── about him being potentially dead and alone. I mean, I guess I was right to worry because it's been nine months and dad still isn't back. I don't know where Dad is, but I do know he'd be just as worried in this moment as I am right now.
Lying in a hospital bed is my brother.
I've been pacing the length of his room, waiting for him to wake up after the doctors assured me he'd be conscious soon. Everybody but Sarah left hours ago after I promised to call if anything changes. John B better wake up soon because I'm slightly afraid that DCS will be here any moment to snatch us away forever.
He was admitted without a guardian present, and based off the strange looks I received from the nurses, they informed DCS that there were two kids without a legal guardian in the hospital. I imagine DCS will arrive soon, but if John B wakes up before they arrive, we may be able to sneak out and hide away.
"They're gonna take us away, Sarah," is what I had said. I was crying earlier, shaking my head and sobbing in the waiting area while they wheeled John B away. "They're gonna take us away── DCS."
Sarah took my hands in hers, offered me a smile and said, "No, they won't."
I haven't spoken to her since, but I know she's in the hospital. She was just as worried about John B as I am, so I know she wouldn't just leave him. Thankfully, his injuries were limited despite the fact that he literally fell off the Nest and plummeted to the ground. As I waited for the doctors to call me back into the room, every scenario ran through my head.
John B bleeding. John B falling into a coma. John B dying and never waking up again.
As I've pondered in worry, I've also been plotting Topper's death. I swear, next time I see him, I will pull the bastard trigger. He pushed my brother off of an already unstable structure because... why? He's jealous. Pathetic. God, I've never hated anyone more than him in this current moment.
