issues ☆ Outer Banks // JJ

VII - Redfield

'So, I'm holding out for something more
Let me hold your rolling heart of stone
Weigh down heavy like you did before
Let me hold your rolling heart of stone'

Let it Roll - Lewis Capaldi

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My head was still throbbing from crying since my encounter with JJ. It felt like I'd walked the entire island but it was only a few miles, stupidly I'd left my skateboard at the chateau. It was calming to walk through the trees through on my  way to the wreck, Kie was bound to be there, I could cry my eyes out to her all over again. I took a sharp turn out into the path not seeing the car coming straight at me as I turned. The brakes of the car helping to stop me from dying but the car horn killing my ear drums. 

'What the fuck?' I yelled, not seeing who the driver was. 

'Summer?' he questioned, opening the car door and tudding to the ground to reveal probably the 3rd person on the list of people I hated that lived here. Rafe Cameron

'Yes, would you mind not killing me next time?' I snapped, already on edge and now shaken from nearly dying. 

'When did you get back?' he spoke, ignoring my question

'Last week' I muttered, going to turn on my heel before he grabbed my arm 

'How's your sister?' It was kinda funny him asking me that since it had almost been a year since Avery , the child who could do no wrong in my parents eyes, dumped his ass for the college boys of Yale law school.

'Better since she's not with you anymore' I smirked. 

'At least, she never banged a pogue' he teased back.

'Rather bang a pogue then a drug addict' I said turning on my heel. He was the definition of white privilege, having the bank of his town developer, dad Ward Cameron behind him, he was destined to just be another Asshole. I heard the car door slam, giving me slight satisfaction that I'd pissed him. Driving past nearly hitting me again. 

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'He did what?' I almost screamed at Kie

We were sat on one of the tables in 'the wreck' while we were meant to be working but no one was coming in at the moment. It was my make-up shift for leaving earlier and Kie was acutally working. I'd already told her about my ordeal with the hot-headed implusive blonde and John b wasn't exactly being  a golden citizen. 

'Keep your voice down' she hushed me

'I mean, I can see why he kissed you though' confusion covering her face at my remark 

'You did kiss him on the boat yesterday' 

'That was like a good luck kiss not I want you to kiss him more kiss' she defended, wiping the table for the 100th time as she talked 'I think I hurt his feelings' 

'Kie, stop worrying John b won't care, he's like JJ' I contuined more confusion on her face 'They both think with their dick not their head' both of us erupting into laugther as I said it.

We were pratically Rolling on the floor due to my remark. our laugther stopping as Kie's Dad walked out from the back with a box filled with different tools and equipment dumping it on the table. 

'You two are supposed to be working' he said sarcastically, thudding the box down. 'One of you needs to  spackle the wall and the other needs to clean the bar' 

It was like a western fight with cowboys as we both reached for the cloth to clean the bar, I reached it for it quicker both our hands intertwining to werestly it from each other. I pushed off her hand losing her grip on the cloth and waving it above my head victoriously. Kie narrowed her eyes at me as I performed a small victory dance.