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๐—”๐—ฅ๐—œ๐—” ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—˜๐—— ๐—›๐—˜๐—ฅ chin on JJ's forearm as they parked the HMS boat outside the Cameron residence. They hadn't heard from John B after his abrupt turning up and taking the gun while speaking about the man who murdered his father.

"What now? We just go up to the front door and ask, "Hey, have you seen John B?"" JJ pouted, leaning back on the cushion chair, rubbing the back of Aria's head.

"Look, he lives at Tannyhill now. It's plausible. Look, we can play dumb." Kiara suggested but was quickly turned down by Aria.

"Play dumb? That's not gonna work since they already know our faces and let alone the fact that we helped with the gold, Kie." She responded, rolling her eyes.

"Can you think of something better?" Kie bit her bottom lip, shaking her head, "Look, I've never seen John B like that. We should honestly be going to the cops."

"The cop... Yeah, and say what, Kie? We're worried about our friend because he's on a rampage because Ward Cameron killed Big John?" Aria scoffed, lifting her head off of the blondes arm.

"Hey, I see Ward." Pope announced, ending Kie and Aria's bickering.

"Doesn't look dead to me. Let's go home." Pope said as he watched Ward pace around.

JJ looked up at him in confusion, "Wait. What?"

"Uh... Okay. Obviously, Mr. Cameron is fine, and even if John B was here, he isn't now, okay? Plus, I have the biggest, most important moment of my life in six hours." Pope pleaded.

"Yeah, well, our friend is in trouble." Kie faught, standing in front of the Heyward boy with her arms folded.

"I'm in trouble." Pope scoffed, "Guys, I haven't been home in three days. My dad's probably put all my shit on the street by now."

"Okay, so that's it?" Kie criticized him, "In a time of need, you're just gonna bail? You're just gonna walk away?"

"Okay, yo, guys, can we not do this right now?" JJ grumbled, attempting to stop the fighting between the two friends.

In all honesty they were falling apart, with John B on a rampage and the fighting going on, they were close to falling of the deep end.

"Hey, I have a scholarship interview in the morning." Pope argued.

"Okay, well, what about John B?" The curly haired girl snapped, a groan coming from Pope, "Why is it always about John B?"

"It's not always about John B." Kie sighed, glancing away from him.

Aria watched the friends yell at each other, leaning back against the railing of the boat as she choose to not step in.

"Oh, bullshit!" Pope yelled, gripping onto the wheel of the boat.

"Bring it down." JJ gritted through teeth as he looked up towards the house in the distance.

"Look, this is about Pogues for life."

"What about forensic pathology, huh? It's my life. Everything I've worked for." Pope swore, standing his own ground.

"Kie c'mon just drop it." Aria spoke lowly, "Pope has been talking about his scholarship interview for weeks now."

"Thank you!" Pope turned to Aria, "It's the truth."

"Aria butt out." Kie narrowed her eyes at the girl before getting into Popes face, "That's your priority?"

"Stop the moral high ground bullshit?" Pope insulted, earning a groan out of JJ.

"Pope, come on. No."

Kie placed her tongue to the top of her mouth, "Excuse me?"

"No, no. She has no room to talk." Pope said, blankly ignoring JJ's protests to stop, "Where were you when Big John went missing? You weren't there.
You weren't there for John B. You weren't there for any of us. Remember your Kook year?"

Aria felt her anger switch as she looked to Pope, "Dude."

"Yeah, you forgot about us. Now you feel guilty."

"That what you need?" Kie mocked, listening to him throw statements at her.

Pope got in her face as they argued, eventually pushing her slightly as he moved past her, JJ shot up at his movements, stepping between the two, "Hey! Yo, yo, yo, cut it out, all right?"

"If I'm the one mediating, we've hit rock bottom." JJ boomed, Kiara stepping away from the scene as she joined Aria at the back of the boat.

"Pope, I'll drop you off."
















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