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𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆

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chapter nine
[scared to live]
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I woke up in the morning, everything quiet. I remembered the way his hands felt against my skin. I remembered the sounds that left both of us. That boy was literally inside of me.
I sighed as I walked to the small bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror. My neck was covered in purple bruises, and I sighed. There was no way I was going to be able to cover them up.

I jumped as I walked into the living room area thing that we had going on, John B sitting at the table and staring at me with a smirk on his lips; JJ asleep on the couch.

"Did you go somewhere, last night?" He asked me, smiling.
"Nope." I smiled back. It was true, I hadn't gone anywhere. He just didn't need to know that I fucked his best friend.

"Did a ghost or something attack you, then?" He questioned, coming up and standing beside me with a smile.

"Yeah, a spider was in my room. You didn't wake up when I screamed?" I asked him. I didn't know how he hadn't woken up, to be honest.
"I did." JJ suddenly spoke. Rolling over and looking at us with another shit-eating grin of his.
"Did the spider, did it get you good enough?" He smirked, eyes moving to my neck as he shared a look with John B.

"This conversation is not appropriate. " John B spoke, slapping my shoulder as he walked past me and towards the front door. "Bitch." I said, he turned back and looked at me.
"Get ready, quickly." He said, looking at both me and JJ. I ran back into my room, quickly throwing on a different shirt, bikini and pair of shorts. I ran back out and followed John B and JJ as they got into the van.
I could've sat upfront with John B, but I chose to sit in the back with JJ.

He was rolling up a blunt, and I took it out of his hands; deciding to take a breath of the weed.
"Thanks!" I handed in back to him and chuckled, a look of happiness and something else I couldn't read on his face.

JJ decided to ignore my antics and instead turned to John B.
"I just don't even understand why you don't even at least try with Kiara. She clearly likes you." JJ said to John B; afterwards taking a hit of the blunt and then handing it back to me.
"She's like, 'oh, John B. I love you." JJ pretended to be Kiara, causing me to laugh.

"Is that what she does?" John B asked, quickly turning around and looking at JJ before putting his eyes back on the road.
"She was worried about you diving, and then she kissed you," JJ explained to John B.

"She kissed me on the cheek JJ, it's not like we were making out." John B explained to JJ.
I placed the blunt back in between JJ's lips as he was getting ready to speak again. "Low hanging fruit, dude."

"And don't even pretend that you didn't notice. I see you blushing." JJ continued.
"Oh really, I blush?" John B asked.
"Yeah, you do," JJ replied.
"Really?" John Begged on.

"Drive fast idiot, I'm bored," I spoke as he JJ was about to talk again. When JJ talked, it just tended to distract John B or slow him down. Maybe all the dumb shit JJ said just made John B dumber, or maybe John B was just dumb himself.

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"Do you know what this house looks like?" JJ asked as we approached a house. It was kind of worn down, typically what you would see a hippie gawking over. "Whoever lives here smokes too much weed." JJ finished.
"Um, there's no such thing as too much weed?" I looked at JJ, touching his arm with a hurt look on my face.

Suddenly, loud sounds came from inside the house. "Stay behind me, you are way too little," JJ said, grabbing my arm and dragging me behind him as we all crouched down beside the house.
"We should come back." JJ continued. There was an angry yell from inside the house. The yelling echoed throughout the air; I flinched. JJ looked back at me and gave me his hand to hold.

Loud glass breaking was heard, and It was followed by Ms Lana screaming "You're hurting me!"

I felt my body tense, I was getting scared.
More yells were heard. "Still think we should stay?" JJ asked, turning around to look at me again. I could Ms Lana crying and I wanted to help her, but I knew that I couldn't.

"The compass wasn't in the boat!" We heard a man's voice yell.
A loud crash sounded out, I gripped JJ's hand tighter. Maybe we should have left, maybe he was right.

The yelling soon died down, and we crept around the house making our way to the front. "Ms Lana?" John B called out as we entered the home.
If I hadn't just heard the screams of terror and the men leaving I would've assumed a grenade of some kind was thrown into the house.
"Hey, are you okay?!" John B quickly rushed towards the lady on the ground. Blood dripped down her forehead as she sobbed; the sight made me sick. Why had they done this to her?

"Dude, she's tweaking," JJ spoke, a look of fear in his eyes.
"Do you need a doctor?" John B asked the woman. "Let's call the sheriff's department." He continued.
"No! No cops, please!" The sobbing woman pleaded.

"Mm. That's not good. C'mon dude, let's just go!" JJ started to plead with John B, pulling my arm and trying to walk out of the house.
"You shouldn't be here!" Ms Lana cried out. It made me shiver, they had fucked her up. Physically, and probably mentally.
"That's enough for me!" JJ exclaimed, once again tugging my arm to try and leave the house but stopped once he seen that John B wasn't going anywhere.

"What do you know about those guys?" John B asked the woman. She answered him quickly, but at this point, I wasn't paying attention. I walked away as John B pulled out the compass. JJ followed behind me, his hand on the small of my back.

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"And then we were right outside, like this!" JJ began pacing back and forth on the front porch. The whole group was here. I had my head on Pope's shoulder; It would've been JJ but of course, JJ was having a moment.
"And then all we hear is just, 'Boom, Boom, Boom!' Knocking paint off the wall. It was so fucking scary, and I'm just looking at him like-" JJ paused for a moment. I watched as he lowered his head and shook it, flakes of what he had claimed to paint flying out.

"That's dandruff, disgusting!" Kie muttered, shaking her head at what the blonde boy had just done.
"Okay, Thank you!" Pope spoke up, obviously trying to get JJ to stop shaking his hair shit all over us.
"Look at all of that! All right? That's paint. At that point, I was just, Like... I was waiting for death." He finished. I almost laughed at his hair, it was in a wild state from all the shaking he had just done.
JJ sat down on the ground in front of me, pulling my legs over his shoulder and leaning back.

"Oh okay. You saw the guys that shot at us, right?" Pope asked.
"Yeah," JJ muttered.
"Did you get a good look at them? What did they look like?" Pope questioned, his voice laced with a hint of annoyance.
"Anything?" Kie asked. I could tell that JJ was getting frustrated, but he was trying to think.

"Burly." JJ stuttered out, causing me to nearly laugh.
"Burly?" Pope questioned.

"These boys, these killers. Square groupers." JJ answered.
"Square grouper, like narco square groupers?" Pope asked.
"Yeah, man," JJ responded.
"You guys, not everything is a kingpin movie," Kiara mumbled.

"What does this square grouper look like?" Pope asked JJ, with a huff and glare.
"Dude! You weren't there!" JJ stood up and started pacing again, worrying.
"Because apparently, you don't know what to look for!" Pope replied.
"Dude! I wasn't taking little mental polaroids the entire time, man. I was under duress okay?" JJ's voice cracked at the end. "But I can tell you... I can tell you by the way Ms Lana was screaming; these guys are serious hombre, man."

"Why do they even want the compass?" Kiara asked.
"It's a piece of shit. You couldn't pawn it off for five bucks even if you wanted to." Pope added.
"It's my dad's piece of shit, guys." John B finally spoke up. He stood up quickly, there was basically a light bulb above his head. "The office!"