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"I can't deal with this right now."
ᑭOᑭᗴwas practically running to the van. The same guys who had shot at them only a day ago had just broken into John B's house. They had to hide in a chicken coup so they wouldn't most likely end up dead somewhere or as shark bait.
"You're not gonna come with us to the Lighthouse?" John B furrowed his brows together, gripping his dad's compass in his hand. "I can't." Pope shook his head, catching Xander's knowing gaze. The older boy had gotten roped up with their stupidity after coming to look for JJ that morning.
"Ophelia has an ultrasound appointment in like thirty minutes and I have to be there." Pope explained. "Give me a ride." He was still breathless after everything that had just happened. John B nodded, everyone quickly loading up in the van.
"Are you nervous?" JJ asked, white vape hanging from between his lips. "You look nervous."
Xander smirked at the dark skinned boy. "He's terrified."
"Of course he is." Kie nodded from where she sat up front with John B. "He'll probably hear the heartbeat." There was a teasing in her voice laced still with betrayal. She still hadn't forgiven him for knocking up one of her apparent arch nemesis though apparently had no problem with JJ sleeping with Xander. "Then it will be real."
