Outer Banks Imagines

Pogues

Y/n pov
My brother Jacob was similar to Rafe Cameron. I'm not talking about being a kook, I'm saying that he has an addiction. An addiction to coke. Cocaine. Angel dust. Whatever you wanna call it.
He bought coke from Luke Maybank, JJ who is my best friend, dad. Luke buys it from Barry, the annual drug seller of the outer banks. So you know it's the bad shit when it's from Barry.

"I can't pay you right now. Ok?" My brother said over the phone. I assumed he was talking to Luke. "J-just give me a couple days." My brother sounded stressed out. This was normal. It always took longer for my brother to get money to pay Luke back but he eventually did just a couple days late.
I could tell they were arguing over the phone and Luke was yelling at my brother. I didn't want to interfere so I stayed back behind the corner of the wall. Hidden from my brother and his addiction.
I heard a groan and watched him slam his hands on the table. This time I came out of hiding to see him. "You ok?" I asked him. He looked at me quickly and nodded. He didn't seem sure about his answer though.
"Yeah yeah. You know." He chuckled. "The usual." He said trying to play it off.
"You know I can pay this time and you can pay me back." I told him as I moved closer to where he stood. "I don't want you to get hurt my him. You know what he can do to JJ." I sighed.
"No!" He immediately said. "You're not going anywhere near Luke alright? I can take care of this. I-I can deal with this." He said not even looking at me anymore. I rolled my eyes at his behavior. He was needing more coke, he's having a withdrawal, but wouldn't get anymore until he had enough money to pay Luke back and pay for more. I wish he would just stop but I know it's not as easy as it sounds.
"I'm gonna go hang out with the pogues ok? I'll be back later." I told him as our conversation was clearly over. He gave me a nod not even caring about what I just said.
Turning on my heels I walked right down the hall to my room. I grabbed my keys to my dirtbike and my money. I hated that my brother was a coke addict but I hated it even more when he could be in serious trouble with Luke.
I marched right out of the house and to my bike. I needed to get Luke off Jacobs Ass. This wouldn't end well I know it.

Houses and trees blurred together as I sped down the road. The Maybank house wasn't far from my mine. Only a couple blocks. The front yard was littered with tools and such from the bikes and cars that JJ and his dad fix up from time to time.
"Luke!" I called his name when I knocked hard in the door. "It's y/n! Jacobs sister! JJ best friend!" I said loudly. I heard some yelling and shuffling and then the door swung open.
Luke, in his wife beater and shorts stood there with a pissed off expression. He looked dirty and tired.
"What do you want?" He asked angrily. I gulped. I had confidence but now that's all gone. Standing in front of him was a lot scarier then I thought it would be.
"I've got Jacobs money. He owes you right? For the coke?" I asked him.
"Sure fucking does. Come on." Luke grumbled and walked back inside the house. I hesitated to follow him but I did so anyways. I didn't wanna anger the man.
"So you know my boy?" He asked turning to face me. We stood in the kitchen now.
"Yeah." I nodded a little bit. I was even afraid to talk around him.
"Picked a nice whore then." Luke laughed and turned to grab a bag. I balled my fist in anger at the name he just called me.
"Listen I've got you're money and now I'm gonna leave. Here." I said handing him the exact cash Jacob owed him. I watched Luke quickly count it. He took a breath in and gave me a nod.
"It's all here." He mumbled to himself when he finished counting. "So how'd you pay this off? Stripping?" He asked as he stuffed the money in the bag. I rolled my eyes. I know he was high off something right now and that's why he was saying this shit but I still got pissed off by it.
"No not stripping." I said trying to keep my cool. "Just my damn life savings." I added with sass.
Luke looked me in the eyes with a hard glare. Maybe giving him sass and rolling my eyes was a bad idea. "Sure it was." He laughed taking a step towards me. I took a step back. "I know your mother. A stripper when she was younger. Your just following her steps huh?" He laughed getting closer to me. I tried to back up more but I hit a wall. Panicked was slowly rising in me.
"I'm not a stripper Luke." I grumbled.
"Selling yourself then? Is my son paying you to sleep with him?" He said letting out a loud laugh but still was angry. This was it! I shoved him back.
"Don't talk about him like that!" I said defending my best friend. Luke flared his nostrils and before I could even blink he charged at me. His hands wrapped around my throat and squeezed.
"L-Luke." I tried to get out but it came out raspy.
"Let's put those good assets to use huh?" He growled and ran his other hand that was choking me up my body. I squeezed my eyes shut from the pain around my neck and his hands roaming my body.
"L-l-let go." I tried to get out. My head was starting to hurt and I was growing tired.
He stopped his one hand from roaming around my body and punched my ribs. My natural instinct was to double over in pain but his hand choking me stopped that movement. He left another blow to my ribs.
"Stop-p." I whispered out as black dots filled my vision. Everything was blurry and I was crying. I felt my body go numb from my legs to my head. Then I dropped to the ground and all I saw was black.

I woke up on a cold hard floor. I tried to move but it felt impossible. I realized I was still at JJ house. Luke must've been gone or asleep because the house was silent. I needed help. I knew JJ wasn't home because he'd see me here on the ground if he was.
I dragged myself to the front door basically crawling. I used the door handle and wall to pull myself up. It hurt to straighten out my back so I was hunched over for a while. God this hurt like a bitch.
I finally mustered up enough strength and walked out of the house and down the porch steps. I used the railing to straighten myself out.
Taking a deep breath I took the couple steps to my bike. John B house was down the road. I could make it there I think.
I sat on my bike and started it up. Letting it roar to life and then I was off. I was a bit wobbly at first but I made it to the chateau. I didn't even stop the bike I was in so much pain I just fell over. The bike landing on top of me. I let out a loud groan of pain. The fall wasn't fast so I knew I'd be ok from it.
I could hear laughing and talking come closer to me. "Y/n!" I heard kiaras voice and running footsteps. The laughter and talking stopped and turned into cries.
"Holy shit." I heard Pope say and felt him grab my head. "Y/n can you hear me?" He asked me. My eyes fluttered open a little I gave him a nod. I felt my bike being lifted off my body.
Kiara stood behind him crying as JJ and John B were on my sides.
"Y/n who did this?" John B asked.
"What the fuck happened?" JJ then asked.
"M-my brother." I groaned. "I had to pay his debt. He owed him money. Owed him a lot of money." I said tiredly as pope helped me sit up. I leaned against his body because I was to exhausted to sit up by myself.
"Y/n who did he owe money to?" JJ asked concerned. I looked him in the eye and gave him a look of pity.
"Luke. Your dad." I said. His body went rigid.
"Let's get you inside." John B whispered as the tension. I gave him a nod and let him and pope help me up.

"This will help the swelling." Kiara said handing me an ice pack. I grabbed it from her hands and carefully placed it on my ribs.
I wanted to talk to JJ. Tell him to not get upset I knew I shouldn't have even been there. However JJ wouldn't look at me. He just sat on a chair and stared at the ground.
"J?" I asked getting his attention. Her glanced up at me with red eyes. I think he was crying at some point. "It was my fault." I started to say but he got up quickly and shoved his chair back.
"No it's not!" JJ yelled. "It's not your fault and that's what he wants you to think! He wants you to think every problem that has ever happened is your fault and it's not!" He yelled again.
"Hey woah calm down." John B said getting JJ to sit back down.
"But it is guys. I shouldn't have argued with him. He just. He said some hurtful shit and I got mad." I said to them.
"What'd he say?" Pope asked furrowing his brows. Letting out a sigh.
"He said that JJ paid me money to sleep with him. Like I was some sort of prostitute." I scoffed rolling my eyes. JJ fist balled in anger. "But he's wrong JJ, obviously. Hell we've never even slept together!" I added on. I was trying to calm him back down but I don't think it was working. "J?" I asked again. He let out a big sigh and this time gave me his full attention.
"Don't blame yourself. Please don't, that's what he wants you to do." JJ mumbled and move over to sit next to me on the couch. I gave him a nod and a tiny smile. "I'm sorry he hurt you." He added on.
"Don't apologize for him ok? Let's just get me cleaned up more and have a good night yeah?" I asked and looked at the whole group. They all gave me nods. "We'll deal with this later." I whispered to him.
"Ok." He mumbled giving me a tight lipped smile. I gave him a hug to reassure him that I was much better now.
"The bruises will go alright? Let's get drunk and high and just forget about our problems right now." I said to everyone.
"Cheers to that!" JB said grabbing a beer. We all laughed at his antics.

I wasn't one to face my own problems head on, so me doing this wasn't new. I just wanted to get drunk tonight with my best friends. My family. Later we can figure out the whole issue with JJ dad.