issues ☆ Outer Banks // JJ

VI - Moral High Ground

'What if I'm out?
What if I'm someone you won't talk about?
I'm fallin' again'

Falling - Harry Styles

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Hope was one of the two things, John B had left at this point, hope and the pogues, to stop him falling into a pit of despair over his dad disappearing. I couldn't really be hold accountable for helping John B, his dad went missing 2 weeks after I left for boarding school. it broke my heart having to find out over the phone from my less than caring parent that he was gone. he was like a second father to us pogues. it still kills me that I wasn't here for John b when he needed me most, I wanted to be on the 1st flight back to North Carolina but they wouldn't let me. my 1st impression on one of the girls I met was me sobbing and having to be comforted by a random stranger. All I wanted was my friends. 

The arguing vibe amongst the pogues halted my daydreaming as I stared out to the view of the scenery of the outer banks, riding in the Twinkie to god knows where. 

'I mean, its obvious, right?' John B spoke from the driver's seat 'A family heirloom. what better place to hide a message?' 

'He had to know, it was gonna get back to me, right?' he rambled further

'yeah, it's possible' kie agree trying to not rain on her best friends parade. 

'It could also be possible that you're concocting wild theories to help, you know, deal with your sad feels' Pope spoke completely killing Kie's method of helping John b rather than pushing him in the pit further. A* Pope 

'Pope?' I spoke, helplessly looking at the boy, hoping he would get the message and shut up. 

'Bro, you know how I process my sad feels' JJ interrupted 'Dank nugs and the stickiest of ickies, that's how I do it' well that's disgusting

'I'm not concocting, okay?' John B defended 'My dad's trying to give me a message' 

'If it helps you believe' Kie said.

'Look, I..I don't need a therapy sessions, okay?' John B was what I learnt in Psych class to be the 1st stage of grief - denial - he was desperately trying to hold on to his dad, no matter what the truth actually was. 

'Look, I'm not tripping' out' he defended further. 

'It's okay to trip, bro, but-' Kie and I both throwing glares at the boys, it wasn't like it was fucking rocket science. 

'Look, my..my dad is missing, okay?' 

'Missing' he continued 'You don't know what it's like to have the person closest to you vanish'

We all sat deathly silent as John B rambled on about his dad and he had every right. 

'And then have no idea what happened, Just wake up every morning wondering' 

'We don't John B but we're always here for you' I spoke breaking the slience

'Hey, he could have been kidnapped' JJ said, how high was he right now?  'That's definitely a possibility' 

'Yeah, could be in a Soviet sub, getting interrogated by the KGB Somewhere' Pope rambled. 

'Absoulutely, Uh...Or Atlantis'

'Atlantis doesn't exist you idiot' I muttered, resulting in him slapping the back of my head for payback, so maybe I deserved it. 

'Look, What do you think the message is?' Kie questioned. 

'Redfield'

'Redfield Lighthose, that's my dad's favourite place' 

Redfield Lighthouse was probably the oldest thing in the outer banks apart from an old bat who apparently killed her husband and some old forts. it was the beacon for the island, most dares when you were a kid was to go and stand at the top of lighthouse at night and wait for a ranger to freak out.