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Azlia
We've been waiting in a storage house for John B to get back, but he's still not here yet.
We hear a plane engine and look up to see Wards plane flying by.
"There goes the gold." JJ says. "Shit!" He yells kicking a chair.
"Fuck!" Pope screams. He grabs a bat and starts smashing and hitting everything.
"Pope!" Ki yells.
He continues destroying everything and I look at JJ with a concerned look.
He throws a garbage can before sitting down on a little bench.
"I was wondering when this was gonna happen." JJ says as we walk over to him. Ki and I give him a confused look.
He hands Pope his juul. I look at Ki and she rolls her eyes.
"Here you go, cheif. A little weed never hurt no one." He says.
"JJ, you know he doesn't smoke." She says.
Pope grabs the juul from JJ's hand and eyes it. "Well, maybe not until today." JJ says sitting down next to Pope.
"Pope." Ki sighs. "Yeah, what is that gonna help ?"
"I lost my scholarship." Pope says, his voice cracking. "Walked our in the middle of the interview. It's gone, it's not gonna happen."
I let out a sigh and tilt my head back.
"You did that for us?" Ki ask.
"Not for us, for nothing." Pope gets up.
Just at that, John B turned the corner and we all ran to him.
"Is this yours?" JJ ask looking down at his bloody hands.
"John B, who's blood is that?" I ask.
"You okay, man?" Pope ask.
We hear sudden sirens and hide behind the closet thing we could find.
It was dark when the five of us all pulled up to the police station. John B explained everything to us and now, he was in trouble.
"John B, what are we doing at the police station?" JJ ask.
"Someone's gotta tell them what happened." He says.
All of a sudden Pope starts coughing on his hot he took from a cigarette.
"Easy there chief, damn." JJ laughs.
He turns around to John B and puts his hand on his shoulder.
"Alright, I'm gonna be real with you right now. You might end up in the lions den, but you don't go there on purpose. It's fundamental. Just like my old man always told me, you should never trust cops, no matter what the circumstances is." JJ says.
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"Wow, JJ that was actually really motivational." I say a little shocked.
"Yeah, and you old mans an abusive liar." Ki adds.
"I agree with JJ." Pope says and we all turn our attention to him.
"Fuck the police." He says.
"You going to the dark side now?" Ki ask.
"Ki, when's the last time the police actually helped us, besides Peterkin?" I ask her.
"Peterkin looked out for me. She tried to, at least." John B says sadly.
"They need to know." He says opening the car door.
"Hey," I grab him by his jacket collar. "Don't run." I demand seriously.
"Yeah." He slowly shakes his head and I let him go.
He shuts the door and walks into the police station.
"He's fucked." Pope sighs.
I get comfortable in my seat and rest my head on JJ's shoulder. He lays his head on mine and interlocks our fingers.
Then, we just wait.
"Ki, start the car!" All of a sudden.
We all snap out of thoughts and start panicking as John B jumps in the car.
"John B, what did you do!" Ki panics.
"The cops!" He yells.
"I told you not to run!" I slap his arm.
"I'm sorry, I-I panicked!" He yells.
The cops run up to the car and start banging on the windows.
Ki fumbles with the key before putting it in the ignition.
"Ki! Drive!" John B yells.
"I'm going! I'm sorry!" She yells.
She steps on the gas and we all scream at the sight of one of the officers hanging onto the door.
"Open it." Pope yelled John B.
He opens the car door and the officer falls back.
We all sit there in silence and shock as Ki drives us wherever.
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We were all hiding out in Ki's car listening to whatever the radio was talking about.
JJ suddenly pope up and we hear sirens.
I let out a small sigh as they pass the car.
"Still, no arrest in the shootings death of Sheriff Susan Peterkin. The state police have issued a statement regarding a local person of interest, a juvenile from-,"
I lean over and switch the radio off.
"Okay, let's game this out." I sit back in my seat.
"Yeah, maybe you guys can help, being the smart ones and all, but who are the cops going to believe? Ward Cameron or us?" JJ ask.
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I cuddle up to myself in the back seat and think.
"Yucatan, alright. I'm saying that's the only option." JJ yells John B.
"Enough with the mexico bullshit." John B interrupts him. "Sarah will bail me out."
"She did witness the whole thing." Ki adds.
"And what about Rafe." I finally speak up.
"Woah, Azi. You were back there the whole time wow I didn't see you." John B sarcastically says.
"We gotta get you off the island." JJ sits up.
"The ferry. It's the only way." Pope says.
"Exit left while you still can." JJ says.
We hear sirens again and I look out my back window.
"Guys, just get down." Ki says.
We all suck in our seats and wait for the sirens to distance.
"Sarah's not a Pogue, John B." Pope assures.
"You can't stay here." JJ says.
We go to the Ferry and Pope gets out the car.
"Okay, alright, no." He panics a little.
"Pope can you at normal?" Ki ask.
"Umm, okay so, bad news. The Ferry's closed and there's this." Pope says handing a paper to Ki.
Ki takes the paper and her eyes widen.
She hands the paper to JJ.
I climb over the seat and sit in between JJ and John B. I look at the paper and my mouth hangs open.
JJ puts his hand under my chin and slightly pushes it up, closing my mouth.
"What? What is it?" John B taps my arm.
"Well, John B, uh, this is a good frame of you." JJ says showing John B the 'wanted' paper.
John B looks at it and takes a deep breath.
"Okay, so the whole islands looking for John V right now." Pope says
"That's a lot of money." Ki says.
"Congratulations, John B. You're famous." JJ hands him the paper.
"Guys we gotta get to the HMS. We need small, no running lights-." John B cuts Ki off.
"It's at the Châeteau, Ki."
"And I wonder if the cops got the entire play stacked out." JJ says. "Let me think. Oh yeah. No."
"Okay, let me think." Pope says. "JJ, does your dad still have that boat? The cigarette boat, the Phantom?"
"Maybe." JJ answers. "You could get right up the coast, no problem." Pope says.
"I don't know where the keys are." JJ says.
"Well find them." Pope snaps. "I'm thinking." JJ sighs.
"Why is nobody moving forward?" Pope signals to the cars in front of us. "Can you relax?" Ki ask. "JJ, how much weed did you give him?"
"Guys." John B whispers. "Your cars on here." He says.
I look at John B with shock. Then Pope decides to honk the horn.
"Can we move it?" Pope ask frustrated.
"Azlia." I hear my name. I freeze and my eyes widen. It goes quite and I slowly turn my head towards the rolled down window.
I see a man smiling at me. I think he used to work with my dad but I can't remember his name.
"Wha- you- I- hi." I finally make out. "Um, do I know you?" I nicely smile.
He keeps his smile on and walks closer to the car. He stops when he sees John B laying down covering his face. He looks at me confused and his eyes widen.
"Hey! Hey I found the guy!" He yells pointing into the car.
"Shit pope, turn the car on!" JJ panics.
Another guy comes to the window and starts banging on it. "He's right there!"
"We gotta go!" I yell. "Pope turn the car on!" JJ yells again.
Pope struggles with the key before stepping on the gas. We go forward and our bodies instantly jolt from running into a car.
"Pope!" I yell in a 'are you dumb' way.
He continues running into the car until it's no longer in our way.
Pope drives into the road and starts swerving everywhere.
"Pope watch out!" We all yell as he's about to hit a mail box.
He runs into the mail box laughing while the rest of us panic.
"What the fuck!" Ki yells. "I'm living my best life now." Pope laughs.
"I should be the last one to tell you this but you are not okay to drive. Stop!" JJ says.
Pope slams on the brakes and we fly forward.
"John B get out." He says.
"He's right. We'll draw the cops, you run." JJ says. "I'll get the rig and i'll meet you in the dump tomorrow, three o'clock."
"Yeah." John B says before taking off in the trees.
"Pope, go, go, go." JJ says.
Then we take off.
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