'she's kook fuckin' royalty, man.'
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a lot of things go unnoticed in the outer banks. things like missing millions in gold, underage drinking, and the bruises that litter the skin of the kook princess.
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CHAOS ERUPTED.
"What the shit?" Kiara moved like a whirlwind, brown curls all over the place as she hurried over to her friend, crouching down beside JJ without a second thought. "Fuck, JJ, are you okay?"
Lucy stood on, watching, as if her feet were rooted deep in the ground. She couldn't move, could barely breathe. She knew what Rafe was capable of, yet it had never crossed her mind that he would attack someone else. Not like that. Clearly neither one of them was as good at pretending as she had thought.
He had disappeared almost as soon as JJ hit the ground.
"His nose—" Kiara flipped her hair over her shoulder, looking at Lucy with wild eyes, her worry for JJ plain. Lucy was ashamed to say that her voice was frail, wavering as she spoke.
"Blame your trigger-happy boyfriend."
"Lucy? Shit, Lucy!" Sarah's voice echoed from the other side of the party, breathless as she ran towards them. Topper was trailing behind her, evidently confused. Lucy knew he shared Rafe's sentiments towards Pogues, so he was less than likely to be sympathetic to the boy who was currently bleeding on the sand.
Lucy stumbled back, colliding with Sarah as the other girl ran. She didn't know why she was so shaken up, but her hands wouldn't stop fucking trembling. Sarah slipped an arm around Lucy's shoulders without a second thought, earning the both of them a rotten look from Kiara.
"Babe, come on, let's go," Topper yelled over to them, "Sarah! We're leaving!"
"Listen to the dickwad, Sarah," Kiara said, "You don't belong here."
"Great to see you too, K. How's your little boyfriend?" Right on cue, JJ groaned. Perfect comedic timing.
"He would be fine if you hadn't crashed our fucking party!"
"So this is our fault?"
"No shit, Sherlock!" Sarah and Kiara were glaring at each other, and Sarah's grip on Lucy's shoulders tightened.
The tension in the air could have been cut by a knife.
"So I'm your boyfriend?" JJ pushed himself up, a hand pinching the bridge of his nose, giving a bloody grin. "Damn, Kie. Way to ask a guy out." Kiara gave an audible sigh of relief.
"You overdramatic dipshit."
"Aw, you flirt." JJ's eyes met Lucy's, and she felt like a deer caught in headlights.
