#paradise on earth by xreaderbooks
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Paradise on Earth (21)
Chapter: 21. Poguelandia
Pair: JJ Maybank x Routledge! Reader
Summary: island paradise fades into memory when you and the pogues are rescued by a strange man
Warnings: language, violence, jealousy, kidnapping, plane crash, animal cruelty (i guess), guns, allusions to murder, let me know if I'm missing anything.
Word Count: 7.2k
a/n: idk if you guys listen to lana but i feel like jj x y/n are so 'chemtrails over the country club' coded
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You once believed that the Outerbanks were as close to peace and paradise as you would ever get. The waves on the beach, tanning on the boat, and beers that tasted like shit but were a refreshing lifesaver on a hotter-than-hell day. You were wrong.
Poguelandia was your Paradise on Earth.
You were aware of how insane it must be to be glad you were stuck on an island with absolutely no way of getting back to modern civilization, but the whole experience of this place was out of body. You were in the most ideal situation of your current stranded status.
You weren't alone, you had your family with you, with your combined strengths and skills you were all able to build a system on how to survive.
The first week was full of prep, foraging fresh fruit, gathering coconuts and wood, figuring out how to boil fresh water, and weaving a shelter from when it rains out of leaves and long sticks.
JJ made sure to claim the island with a flag made out of his white T-shirt and ash from the fires you all made to keep warm during the night. He climbed high up on top of a palm tree to tie the flag. Just as he said he would, it read 'Poguelandia' with a chicken laying back with its arms (wings) behind its head, chillin' in a coconut bra and Crocs, smoking a joint.
Sure, fresh water was a bitch and a half to make and food came straight out of the ocean but when you thought about it- the only difference between Poguelandia and the OBX was that the Chateau was a slightly more stable shelter. Well, that and here you had free food.
In all honesty, if there was a boat that miraculously did find a way to this island that could take you all home, you weren't sure if you would want to leave.
The only person whom you shared this confession with was JJ. He confessed he felt the same.
On week two with no sign of life, the reality of the situation slowly creeps its way into the group's minds, with plenty of time to think about what you wanted from life, if there was one past Poguelandia- this was what you wanted. The life JJ's described to you a million times before.
The boards were the only thing lacking, however, JJ was prepared to chop down a tree with his pocket knife and make one through trial and error.
Late one night, the others were fast asleep, you had taken a nap earlier during the day and were the last one still up, you took a walk to the beach and let the cool water trickle over your feet. You stood there with your eyes closed until you felt yourself shiver from the cold.
You were thinking about curling up by the dying fire and willing yourself to sleep, that was until you flinched at the 'Hey dude' you heard to your left.
"Hey," You replied once your heart calmed. "Thought you were knocked out."
"I was but then I felt someone was missing," He nudged you with his elbow. "Had to make sure you weren't eaten by a jaguar or something."
"I'm pretty sure if there was a jaguar here, we would know by now."
"Or would we? They really got that sneak attack down pact," He spoke in a knowing tone.
You nudged him back with two fingers on his shoulders, "Then I suggest we get hunting." JJ looked like a God in sunlight, but under the moon with the view of the water it made you want to kiss the life out of him. Neither of you ever acknowledged the moments in the dark of night during the summer when John B was presumed dead, you knew he didn't want to.
It was in the back of your mind constantly these days, you no longer pushed back on the thoughts that told you he possibly wanted more, you could file everything under him being a protective best friend and that he was only looking out for you cause he didn't want to see you get hurt, John B would kill him if he could've prevented something from hurting you. Including himself, a voice in your head urged you to consider.
"What?" JJ asked, a nervous smile peeking through. You blinked, realizing you'd been staring at him.
"Nothing. Sorry," You shook your head with a smile of your own. You both stood in silence for a minute before you gathered the courage to ask him, "If we had a way of getting off this island, would you?"
"Hell no," He responded without hesitation. "Nah, I mean, would you?"
You scoffed out a laugh, "No, Yes. No." It was a dream you didn't want to wake up from, waking up would be coming back to reality, realistically you couldn't stay here in this moment forever but it will be engraved in your mind for the rest of your life.
"I get it," He shrugged.
"Do you?" You questioned with no other underlying connotation but hope. He had nothing in the OBX, other than problems, disappearing off of the face of the earth was in his favor. You had... well, you had John B and the Chateau. Was it worth going back for the latter?
"Nah, not really, we've been living here." JJ spread his arms out and turned in a circle to compliment the island. "Best life I've lived on this here, Poguelandia."
"Yeah," You fixed your gaze back on the water.
"But you, I guess, you'd wanna go back to school or something," JJ sniffed.
You raised your eyes to look at him, he thought that you were concerned about school? With all that you've been through, that was the last thing on your mind, that's probably on top two of Pope's list. You supposed that if you were talking about reasons to go back, if you had to, finishing school would have to be a priority in getting your life together.
"J, fuck school."
He barked out a laugh til he was wheezing, hands on his knees, face red (from what you could see with the darkness), clutching his stomach as he gathered himself. "Fuck school." He nodded and coughed out the rest of his amusement.
"This was the goal, wasn't it? To stay, I want to stay."
"Yeah you do," He grinned. "If the lady wants to stay, we'll stay."
The deal was sealed with the handshake made years ago, on the last side bump and snap you both stood looking at each other for a second longer than necessary.
"I thought it'd be weird if I just said that I wanted to stay, we have no reason to go back, at least you and I don't."
"Now you know I got you, you stay, I stay. The rest of them can fuck off," He turned back to see everyone still asleep. "Not really, they should stay too, but you get what I mean."
"Yeah, dude."
Something slithered past your foot in the water and you jumped.
"Oh my fucking god!" You squealed, stepping away from the water and onto the safety of the beach sand. "Did you feel that?"
JJ bent a little, reaching his finger into the water, "What, this?" He splashed water up at you.
"JJ!" You giggled and kicked water at him in revenge. "Your ass is mine."
"Promise?" A bigger splash came your way.
~~~
You, Kie, and JJ were carving wood into spears to hunt for fish when Kie brought up the same topic you and JJ were talking about a couple of weeks ago. She thought aloud about potentially being rescued.
"Rescue?" JJ scoffed, "From what, Paradise? I'm not going back."
Kie glanced at you with an amused smile and continued to stare at JJ as he admired the island.
"Look around, we got everything we need, right here." JJ sent you a quick wink, causing you to smile knowingly as you finished wrapping the sharp rock around the rigid stick.
"Just like we talked about," Kie mused. You were taken aback slightly at the romanticism behind her tone.
With a nod of his head, JJ agreed, "Exactly."
The time on the island has given you time to reflect and accept what's always been there, and you are no longer going to deny the attraction in Kie's eyes when she looks at JJ. There had been a shift in the dynamic and you weren't sure how this would end. Last you checked, JJ was in love with Kie, Kie never batted a lash at that fact, you were in love with JJ- something you never openly confessed to anyone except Kiara. It's not like you needed to anyway, they all more or less knew.
"We ready to provide for the family?" JJ hops up and twirls the sharp stick.
"Let's do it," You dust off your shorts.
"Let's go kill something!" JJ practically skipped in excitement at the thought of action.
Kie cringed, "You don't have to say it like that."
"That's exactly what we're gonna do."
"It sounds barbaric," Kie didn't like the idea of killing an innocent creature but even she had to admit that surviving on fruit was simply not enough.
"Circle of life, Kie, unless you want to eat coconuts forever" JJ's mention of the fruit made your stomach turn.
"After the past month, I think I'm good on coconuts," She admitted.
The three of you traveled to the west side of the beach where there was known to be constant active sea life, as noted by JJ. He instructed you both on how to stand and how to stab the spear into the water, you and Kie practiced until JJ said he saw something moving.
"Remember, watch your shadow, they see that and they're gone" JJ warned you both. "Here we go."
You weren't entirely confident in your newly acquired skills but it was your nerves or your dinner, and you were starved.
You spotted something in the water, silver and gliding smoothly in its environment. "Guys, look!"
"It's a skate," JJ confirmed, "Get 'em."
"Got it!" You went in for the kill but it swam away faster than you could stab. "Kie, he's coming toward you."
"I can't," She hesitated. "I really can't."
JJ follows the fish and spears the stick into the water with a grunt, "Damn it, I missed it. Where is it?"
You snorted, "So do we all just suck at-" Before you could finish your sentence, Kie lifted the makeshift spear with the skate at the end of it.
"Oh my god," She exclaimed and jumped into JJ's arms.
"You did it!" You cheered her on despite the jealousy gnawing away at you.
JJ hugged her back with one arm, "We're having skate tonight!"
Your nose wrinkled at the blood that dripped from the fish, "Full Pogue." You murmured.
"Full pogue!" JJ repeated in a loud shout.
~~~
You came back heroes to the rest. Cheers echoed when you came back with protein.
You sat around in a circle with adequately full stomachs, a game of truth or dare started not too long ago, it went back to Sarah whose turn it was to ask.
"John B, truth or dare?" She took the hat made out of leaves and tossed it to your brother who chose truth. "If you could do it all again... what would you do differently?"
Your mouth formed an 'o' as you nodded, the question was a good one, you knew everyone had plenty of things they'd do differently from the beginning.
"Get the gold before Ward did," JJ spoke.
"Hide the cross a little better," Pope stated after.
"Not yell 'murderer' at Ward, maybe," Kie side glanced at you guiltily, her shoulders hunched in a shrug.
"Steal a couple of bottles of rum before we jumped off the boat," John B answered.
"Yeah, why didn't you do that, actually?" JJ whose back was facing the group had turned to ask him.
"Cause I was running for my life, maybe," John B looked at you all for help jokingly.
You chuckled, "I'd probably not sleep with Rafe." You winced at your own confession. Sarah's eyebrows shot up.
"Hold up," She let out a laugh of disbelief and straightened on her place on the log, "When was this?"
"Feels like long ago, at this point," You released a stressful sigh.
"Yeah, we've all made some crazy ass choices," Kie came to defend.
"I guess we're even now," Sarah eased back into her seat. "You're taste is despicable though."
You couldn't help but look at JJ for a second, to see if he had any reaction, he kept quiet and continued drawing random patterns in the sand with a stick.
Cleo broke the slight tension that was creeping its way in, "I would look both ways before crossing the street."
"Yeah, my bad," John B laughed.
"You're turn, chief." Cleo focuses on John B to ask the next person. He turns to Kie and asks her to pick, plopping the hat onto her head.
She chose, "Truth."
"If you could go to your parent's house on figure eight this instant, would you do it?"
She deliberates for a short while, "No chance."
"Seconded," Sarah agrees.
"Hear, hear," JJ lifts his coconut.
"The shower's tempting though."
You groaned at the thought of a shower, "I could use a good shower right now."
Kie throws the hat JJ's way, it falls to the sand before he picks it up, "JJ. Truth or dare."
"I mean, do you even need to ask?" He fixes it on his head.
She points to the highest cliff in view, "Big jump. Nobody's done it yet, dare."
There wasn't a hint of hesitation in his expression as he went straight up the cliff. The rest of you waited down below cheering him on as you saw his small figure standing on the edge of the rock.
"There he goes," You say to no one in particular.
Kie stands to the right of you with her arms crossed, shaking her head with a smirk, "He's not gonna do it."
"Oh, you think I'm not gonna do it?" Somehow JJ heard her from all the way on top. Part of you thought he wouldn't either, he's been up there for a few minutes now as if he calculating the height and the possibility of him dying from the rocks below, though you couldn't recall when was the last time he cared.
"He's gonna do it," Pope counters. "It's highly dangerous, zero reward? He's doing it."
JJ howled to the ocean, exerting the energy he would need to jump. He took several steps back before going into a run and his body hit the waves.
He swam to meet you all on the shore, Pope and John B tackled him into the water as soon as he was able to walk away from the waves that were calling to the group.
While the boys drowned themselves, you and the girls ran into the water, letting it cool you down from the heat of the day.
You didn't know the guys were done with their mini wrestling match, and let out a surprised scream at a pair of arms circling your waist from behind you and lifting you out of the water to then be body slammed in.
JJ emerged at the same time you did, you parted the hair from your face as you came up and launched yourself at him in an attempt to 'drown' him. It didn't last very long, his arms were around you once more and carried you bridal style out of the water, following the group back to the shelter.
"I actually thought I was gonna die, I'ma be honest!" He admitted.
"You looked like you were gonna die," Pope told him. "I thought you were gonna die."
"You can put me down now, thanks," You glared at him with no real malice. Your arms were still wrapped around his neck.
He shook his head, "Nah, I'm good."
You rolled your eyes, and only missed his warmth a little when he set you back on the ground to walk back where the others were already starting a fire for the night.
Silence befell the group as the sun went down and the sky grew dark, the lighthearted fun turned into a peaceful calm as you all sat around the pit of burning embers.
~~~
"Y/n, wake up," You felt your shoulder being pushed. You shoved the hand away from you, you had found a comfortable position a couple of hours ago in your sleep, you were in deep. "Come on."
With an irritated huff of your breath, you wiped the sleep from your eye and saw that mostly everyone was gone, Sarah was hovering above you. You sat up quickly, and your eyes widened at the sound of the blades of a plane.
You walked over to the figures of your John B, Kie, Sarah, and JJ. The latter looked back to you with a frown, an astute look at what lies ahead if the plane heard the shouts of your brother.
His voice cracked from how loud he was trying to make himself shout, "We're right here!" He waved with his arms stretched high.
Pope and Cleo were gone, and you knew that they went to start the signal fire Pope thought to build. Piles and piles of dried leaves and wood to a fire for whomever to see, smoke, an SOS.
You and JJ shared a frown, neither of you wanted to move. You couldn't help but notice Sarah's lack of enthusiasm as well, it didn't matter, none of you could stay.
John B wanted out, and Sarah would follow him anywhere. Kiara had her parents, and so did Pope, Cleo had nothing to lose either way.
You felt guilty for not feeling the sense of emergency the others did, dread overwhelmed you. Kie, and John B, screaming at the top of their lungs. The sound of disappointment as the plane flew into the distance, panic from almost being rescued became relief.
It came back soon again as the others noticed it turned back around.
"He's going to the pond," John B announced. "Come on, come on."
You grudgingly went along behind them, as JJ and Sarah did. John B and Sarah were the first ones to the plane. Cleo and Pope are close behind with Kiara trailing them.
JJ held your wrist as you were going to follow, you halted your steps and turned your neck to see that JJ had his head down, jaw set, he didn't want to leave.
You knew, and you didn't want to either, you twisted your wrist out of his grasp and abruptly brought him in for a hug.
"I know," You whispered in his ear. He gave you one tight squeeze and let you go.
"Come on," He encouraged you to come along with the quietest voice.
Pope, Cleo, and John B let out exhilarated cheers as they approached the man who opened the cargo door.
"What do we got here?" The man had a dark striped linen shirt, red shorts, and sandals. A hat dangled from his neck underneath his long brown hair tied back into a low ponytail, and aviator sunglasses to complete the look.
You thought it was a bit odd for a guy to just so happen to fly by the area when in the month that you've been here there hasn't been a peek of air traffic.
"Oh, you know, just a couple of castaways." John B always the leader, responded casually.
"Well, I'll cross that off the grocery list," A southern accent came through. You didn't like that you couldn't see his eyes behind his glasses. "Hold on, I got just the thing for y'all."
John B appeared to be hopeful, beside him, Sarah had said nothing. It didn't seem like she trusted this guy either. "Hey no, Look at this guy, you think he works for your dad?"
"Two things you need on a deserted island-" The guy continued.
"It's okay," You heard him try to convince Sarah when she shook her head in denial of his words. You didn't know if this guy worked for her dad or not but there was something off about him.
"First aid and rum," He brought out a red kit and a bottle, tossing the glass full of liquid at Sarah who let it fall into the water, Pope caught the red box easily. "So, what's the story? You guys sank a boat?"
"Jumped off one," John B shrugged. "Her dad's."
You narrowed your eyes sharply at the back of John B's head, he shouldn't be giving this guy a lick of information, but he was practically giving it all away. What if he was working for Sarah's dad?
"In-laws, man," The guy drawled out. "They're tough. Well, have no fear, Jimmy's here."
"Well, all hail Jimmy, guys!" Cleo declared. "Let's go."
"Welcome aboard the Flying Fish, y'all, I'm Jimmy Portis." He introduced himself as the group boarded the small plane. "I'll be your captain today, now, is this all? Seven of you?"
"Yeah, is that okay?"
You tuned out their conversation and hung back with JJ, not willing to go back but you knew that John B would drag you back over his shoulder if he had to. You'd like to believe that he'd accept it if you wanted to stay behind but the truth was you only had each other. He wouldn't leave you and you... you can't just leave him.
Your footsteps felt heavy while walking up the steps of the cramped plane, you said a silent goodbye to Poguelandia.
~~~
You sat in the back of the plane, across from Kie atop a box, it gave you flashbacks of the shipping container. Though this is much less spacious.
"What were you doing all the way out here?" You elevated the tone of your voice so it could be carried to the front of the plane for Jimmy to hear.
"I got a little guide outfit in Saint Vincent, I was spotting fish," He replies.
You didn't know much about fishing or fishing seasons but his story didn't feel right. He was flying a plane to spot fish, alone?
"What were spotting?" JJ asked a follow-up question. He was crouched behind the co-pilot seat.
"You know, the usual, Wahoo."
John B's head lifted and he caught JJ's eye, moving his head slightly, the small shake of his head was enough to tell you that what that Jimmy guy said wasn't right.
"I'd hang on to something, get a little spicy on takeoff," Portis warns you and puts on the headset.
You grab ahold of a hanging handle as the plane takes off.
The radio is rattling off stats you had no comprehension of, you were all officially in the air.
JJ beckons you all the move forward, so you all scoot to the front to hear him.
"Wahoo don't run in September," He affirms. "Ever, alright? So whoever this man is, he's not a fisherman."
"Maybe the run just starts earlier out here," Pope suggests.
"You sure about that?" The expression on JJ's face said it was highly doubtful. "In the Caribbean?"
"No, I know what this is, he's working for my dad and he's probably been looking for us the entire time," said Sarah.
"We gotta find out, start looking for some sort of clues," JJ trails off when he spots the bag hanging from the back of Jimmy Portis' seat. He signs for John B to distract the pilot while he- the certified Klepto- gets to snooping.
John B taps on the man's left shoulder as John B is behind him and gets him to look over while JJ works to the right of him. He begins to chat up the pilot with questions about his life and JJ digs through the bag, pulling out a book titled 'The loss of El Dorado'.
He opened the cover to find a picture of the coastal venture, the ship you had all escaped from.
Sarah grabs the picture and shows John B, "This is the boat we were on, with Eberhimi and the cross."
"So he was looking for us," Cleo said more than asked.
"He's working for my dad."
The aircraft shook suddenly, making you jump where you sat.
"Y'all better hold something, we got some unexpected turbulence up here!" Jimmy cautions you all.
You look out the window to see the mainland in view, "Guys, whatever's happening is happening fast."
"That looks like Barbados, I've been there with Terrence," Cleo recognizes.
"There's six of us, one of him, you know vote." JJ, as always, suggests violence. "We storm the cockpit."
"No, w
"Who's gonna fly the plane, dumbass?" John B rationalized.
"I've seen Pope fly simulators."
Pope stutters, "I crop-dusted for my uncle last summer, this is not the same thing."
"We are going to die," You accepted your fate.
Kie speaks up, "No we are not, and we don't have time to pretend that's a real option."
"Do you have an idea?" JJ snarks back.
"Something safe."
"Why don't we just wait until the plane lands somewhere safe and then we sneak out," Pope forms a plan. "If somebody comes to mess with us, we mad-dog them."
Nobody protested the idea, it seemed generally solid. Kie told JJ to put the stuff taken out of Jimmy's bag back before he noticed but as he was in the process of doing so, John B's distraction didn't work so well the second time and he turned his head, catching JJ in his bag.
"The hell are you doing?" Jimmy shoved JJ out and JJ pushed back, he was fighting with one hand and lost control of the plane.
You didn't have time to think, the plane was going down, and everybody flew to the front as the Flying Fish dove straight into the water.
The plane was filling up quickly, already halfway full, you coughed up water as you pulled yourself up from one of the hanging handles.
John B kicked open the door, and immediately protested, "Oh no, no, no, no. They don't look friendly."
"No, they look very unfriendly," Pope looked out next to John B.
"We gotta go."
The vessel was sinking fast, John B was helping everybody get out, Cleo went first, then Sarah, Pope dove out after, and JJ next.
"Y/n, come on!" John B yelled.
Your leg got caught on one of the ropes, "I'm going."
"What's wrong?" Kie panics looking at you.
"I got it, it's okay, go." You were busy trying to untangle your foot. You heard JJ call out for you guys to hurry before it sunk.
"Hang on!" She yells back at them and helps you.
"Shit," You curse, the rope that was tied around your ankle had given cut you from what you assumed was when the plane went down. It was twisted twice around your foot but you were both able to set it free. "Got it, Kie, let's go."
"Portis," She swims to the man who was unconscious, "Help me get him out."
Fuck, you curse mentally, this thing was sinking fast. You already wasted time trying to set yourself free, now you had to help out the guy who kidnapped you guys.
You and Kie carried him out with the help of the water, you were both struggling to swim yourself until you reached the shore with no sign of the others.
You grunted as you dropped your half of the man to the sand, two locals came to help.
Your ankle now stung with a medium-sized gash was sliced around half of your leg. You coughed out the salty water you swallowed while swimming with the man who was now alive.
"Thank you," His bloodshot red eyes looked at both you and Kie as he expressed his gratitude.
"You lied to us," Kie growled. "Who are you?"
"Kie," You saw men coming in ATV's. "We need to go."
You were tired of running, but what would happen if you didn't was worse.
"Shit," She hisses. "Let's go."
You ran ignoring the stinging sensation of the cut, the adrenaline helping you out, the panic and anxiety set in, and that made you feel more than the open wound spilling blood.
"Over here," you found an old wooden boat painted blue, rusty oil containers that could shield you from view. You both hid in between them, catching your breath for a good couple of seconds before you were found.
A man crouching down to look and Kie punched him, and you both ran. There were four men with vests and guns, two on either side. You went one way, she went the other, and you ran straight into them. By the sounds of the struggle, Kie got caught too.
You flailed your arms and tried to push down his arms from where they were around your waist but it was no use. You kicked your legs, and your elbow hit something but that made the man's arms crush you in his hold.
"Let go of me!" You screamed and growled. The other man grabbed your legs with no remorse for the cut. You didn't stop moving, you scratched the man who held you in his arms deep enough to draw blood.
"Fucking bitch!" He squeezed until you felt a deep pain in your ribs.
They didn't stop moving until they had you on the back of a trunk with your hands tied behind your back.
Kie was there, shivering in her place, you stopped fighting once you saw her. You supposed now you would have to accept whatever was going to happen together.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"Fucking amazing," You grumbled. "Are you?"
"Never been better."
And who else showed his face other than Jimmy Portis?
"We saved you," Kie snarled.
"I know, I know, I'm sorry" He looked weak and spineless. "I'm gonna try to help you guys, okay? I swear, I didn't know it was gonna be like this. Look, if you don't fight, if you just do what they say, these guys probably won't hurt you."
He didn't know it was gonna be like this; meaning he was not high up on whatever fucked up chain this was, which meant his promise of helping meant nothing.
"What did Ward promise you?"
"Who?" He gave Kie a quizzical stare. "Just take my advice, do what they say. Good luck."
Another man with a vest sat in front of you both, giving you a hard glare, probably a buddy of the one who grabbed you. If the whole no-fighting thing was true, you were screwed, then again it didn't matter what you did- if he didn't know who Ward was then that meant you didn't know what you were dealing with and you were screwed anyway.
~~~
The anxiety pumping through your chest was overstimulating. Your body was shivering intensely, at first it was from the initial shock of the surfacing from the fresh water. Now you were sure the events of the day were catching up to you, putting a physical strain on your body, but you fought through it.
You observed the roads your kidnappers had taken, memorizing as many details as you could for when you would eventually escape. With Kie by your side, the both of you could surely find your way through this town.
The truck slowed to a stop, the driver rolled down his window to talk to an armed guard with an intimidating German Shepherd. One quick look and one of the two men standing in front of the gate, lifted it for the truck to go through.
You looked around at your surroundings and noticed this place was heavily guarded, practically a fortress. Miles and miles of land with men stationed not five minutes away from each other.
The estate was several stories high, again- guards posted everywhere. You and Kie were yanked to the front door, and let in by a housekeeper.
To the right of the foyer, you immediately notice the artifacts enclosed in glass cases.
"Take them upstairs, Orinoco room for this one-" The Housekeeper instructs the guard who grips Kie's bicep and takes her up. "Nazas room for that one."
The same man who you scratched snatched you similarly to how the other one did Kie, with more unnecessary force than needed in your opinion. "Up."
"Y/n?" Kie's neck turned to you.
"I'm right behind you," You reassured her.
He took you to a room next to Kiara's, he tossed you inside with a sneer, slamming the door behind himself without a word.
"Hey!" You yelled. "What the hell am I here for?"
No response.
You pounded on the door to hopefully get an answer, "Who do you work for? Why do they want us here?"
You grumbled to yourself taking in the room they stuffed you in, you were scared you admitted to yourself. They could have at least kept you both together, you knew they probably wouldn't do that since they could clearly care less about your comfort after kidnapping you...
The room had three windows with a nook, floral printed curtains, walls painted a coral color. The four-poster bed facing the door, your brows scrunched in confusion at the open wardrobe to the left of the bed with hanging identical red dresses. You walked over to it and plucked the note with the words 'pick your size' written.
The question 'What the fuck?' just gets deeper and deeper. You aggressively crumbled up the paper into a ball and threw it at the door.
You sighed and walked to the open door next to the one the guard shut, walking in, there was a mirror and a sink with a shower to the left. You took one look at yourself and winced at the difference you saw from the girl you were.
Aged, matured, whatever you wanted to call it- that was you. You stood straighter, your hair was frizzed and you were darker than your normal tan from the sun you took on Kildare. Your nose and cheeks were tinted red; burnt.
Your shoulder slumped from exhaustion, hold it together, you told yourself. You can break down later.
~~~
The shower was reviving, you felt refreshed your hair felt soft again, and you relished in the feeling of being clean and slipped on one of the dresses that were in your size. You were impressed with the size range the mysterious nabber had. They even had several pairs of heels to match, you released a laugh and felt delirious, this was unreal.
You admired yourself from different angles and did a double-take when you saw a third door. You went for it and turned the knob, it was unlocked, it creaked open and you gasped.
Kie's room. There she sat in a dress the same as yours, color and style, down to the heel. She had her head clutched in her hands, lifting her head up at the sound of the door.
"Kie, oh my god," You strode over to her with arms outstretched. She mimicked you into an embrace. It was comforting to know you weren't entirely alone anymore.
She sighed into you, "Did the guy tell you anything?"
You pulled away and shook your head with pursed lips, "No, did he?" You asked if her guard gave her any information.
"Dinner, at eight."
"Oh yeah? Just a casual sit-down dinner while holding us hostage," You replied sarcastically. "Sounds like an entertaining night."
"At least we have adjoining rooms," Her lips twitched upwards. "If Ward wasn't the one searching for us then who is this guy?"
"Didn't know we had so many enemies," You took the liberty to sit on the edge of her bed.
"Should we even be surprised at this point?" She rolled her eyes.
"Nope."
Your heart felt heavy.
~~~
A knock on Kie's door startled you both out of the reminiscent conversation you were having about the island, life in high school and how you both thought last year's summer was gonna go before this whole mess started.
The maid from earlier appeared you both scrambled out of the bed and fixed your dresses. You glanced at each other, you linked arms as you walked down the steps, and you resisted the urge to take Kie and run through the front doors where you knew you'd be shot down the minute you stepped foot out of the perimeter.
She directed you both to the dining room, a man was standing with his back to you, serving himself a glass of an amber liquid.
"Excuse me?" Kie spoke first in a shy tone.
The man turned and your stomach sank, Rafe. It was Rafe who stood there, in a white button-down shirt and blue blazer. His hair was buzzed, and you felt your heart in your throat.
"You," You hissed, marching up to him. "You were behind this."
Rafe sized you up, flashing one look at Kie, "Y/n, what?"
"I knew it had to be you and Ward," Kie jeered at him, a few steps behind you.
"What are you talking about?" He faced you both head-on, "Are you trying to weasel in on my deal, is that what's going on?"
"I wondered if your little reunion would cause sparks, you know," A voice cut through from a room to the right of the dining table. A tanned man with a beard smirked as he strolled over to you three.
"Who are you?" Rafe stepped forward.
"Me?" The man in the grey suit pointed to himself. "My name is Carlos Singh, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Cameron. Ms. Carrera, and Ms. Routeledge, I do apologize for the rough tactics in bringing you here. But, please, come sit down."
Apology not accepted? You wanted to say but refrained from doing so, the air around him was not in the least bit friendly or open and inviting though it sounded like he was trying to be.
"Come now, I don't bite," He waved you all forward.
You dared to walk through the threshold first, sitting on a sturdy chair that felt expensive underneath you, Kie sat next to you with a round coffee table in between both seats.
Your eyes stayed narrowed at Rafe as he followed suit, visibly stressed, rubbing the lines on his forehead. "Rough tactics, what about me?"
Singh poured himself a drink, "Yes, Mr. Cameron, false pretenses. But the ends justify the means, I'm afraid. Sit down, we have a lot to talk about."
Rafe takes the chair across from you, leaving the one next to him, open.
"Why are we here?" Kie tensed.
"Well, Ms. Carrera, Routledge, Mr. Cameron, we share certain interests. Objectives."
"Is this not about the cross?" Rafe interrupts.
"It is, tangentially, it is about the cross." He confirms, "It's also about something much, much bigger than the cross by order of magnitude."
The man stood in front of a painting, "The completion of a grand quest. You see, the story goes that four hundred fifty years ago- a Spanish soldier came out of the Orinoco Basin with a few gold beads, and when they asked the Spanish soldiers where the beads came from the Spanish soldier replied he got them from a peaceful indigenous tribe who lived in a city of gold. El Dorado.
"And for the next four hundred and fifty years, people tried to find that gold. They tried." Singh picked up a knife from the desk cabinet below the painting. "Conquistadors, knights, captains of ships, tribes; entire nations. All fighting each other in a race for the end of the rainbow, thousands of lives laid on the pyre of gold fever, and it falls to me."
"It falls to me to complete the task," Singh strolled over to you, knife in hand. Your eyes never strayed from the hands that handled it. "To bring full circle a quest that has gone on for almost five hundred years, perhaps the greatest quest in the history of the western hemisphere. You three, are going to play a part in that."
"Ms. Routledge, daughter of a man who was interested in making history, don't think I don't know you're family history."
You cleared your throat, "Past, present, future. They all kind of mesh together in my head sometimes, you know."
"Yeah, I didn't listen to a word you said, okay?" Rafe chimed in, "How much are you gonna keep philosophizing?"
"You are direct, aren't you, Mr. Cameron?"
"What do you need from us?" Kie asked.
"I've come to believe that you and your friends are in possession of something that can help me get what I want."
"Which is?" You couldn't think of something he could possibly want.
"An old manuscript, a diary, actually."
You kept your features neutral, giving away nothing, "A diary?"
You were starting to notice a pattern with people who talked, thought, and associated with the cross. All greedy fanatics.
"We don't know anything about a diary," Kie shrugged casually.
"How else could you have learned that the cross was on the Royal Merchant."
"We would help you if we could but we can't."
"I was hoping you wouldn't say that you know, because unfortunately, I don't believe you. you and your friend here," He pointed to Rafe, "Couldn't have found the cross without it."
"He's not our friend," You clarified.
"We can't all be friends," Singh's tone was grim. You didn't want to know what was gonna happen, knowing you couldn't give him what you wanted- even if you wanted to the diary was in Kildare.
"This is ridiculous," Rafe stands, "Okay, I'm out. I don't know anything about a diary."
He walks backward with hands half raised in surrender to then face one of the many, many guards in the house, gun across his vested chest.
"Do I look like a fool to you, Mr. Cameron?" Singh grew dangerously impatient with Rafe. "You have the cross, their friends had the cross at one point, so one of you has the diary."
Rafe's eyes bore into yours, you let him, your own gaze unwavering.
"And if you really don't know, then I suggest you convince your friend to tell me, once I have the diary- you'll be free to leave." He lightens his tone before it darkens again.
He leads you three up the stairs and into Kie's room, "I must warn you though, I am not a man of infinite patience. You have one day, go to the window for a little demonstration." He pats Rafe on the shoulder before exiting.
You heard the click of the lock, solidifying the trap. You clenched your fists, fingers cracking to help with the anxiety at what you were going to witness.
Rafe protests and yanks at the doorknob, Kie comes up behind you as you open the curtain, and then Rafe joins you on the other side.
You heard shouts, and then Jimmy Portis being dragged by another guy.
"Who is he?" Rafe being this close to your ear made you shuffle closer to Kie.
"It's Jimmy Portis, we know him," Kie responds for you.
You felt a stab of guilt, "He must've been trying to help us."
Singh looked up at the window where the three of you stood watching, he had a handgun, making it obvious of his intention. He walked out of view where Jimmy was, there was a cock of the gun clicking, and not a second later came the booming shot fired.
~~~
a/n: SEASON 3!!! thank you all for your love and patience, i love you all, let me know what you think
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✨may 2023 fic recs✨
please please please reblog to show your support for these incredible creators! and please check out/reblog their work!
also if anyone would like to send me fics to read i would love that!
this rec list includes fics for: bucky barnes, sam winchester, rafe cameron, jj maybank, negan smith, rick grimes, chris evans, and harry styles
bucky barnes
designated spider killer - @morsmordre-writes
“yelena accidentally plays matchmaker, bucky pretends he doesn’t want to live out his friends to lovers dream, and you’re just trying to live your life… to bad a stalker wants to be apart of it.”
sam winchester
we could stay - @imaginesfordifferentfandoms
“help me i’m doing hit on at a bar please be my fake boyfriend for a second”
rafe cameron
fair play - @laiiaaa
“you spend a sleepy morning with rafe”
one step forward - @biisexualemma
“rafe tried to help you out”
jj maybank
paradise on earth - @xreaderbooks
“y/n routledge was just an ordinary girl from the wrong side of the island in north carolina, school is out and a summer of keggers, surfing, and denying for feelings for her brothers best friend awaits her. that is until her brother john b and her friends find clues to a treasure her and john b’s dad spent his entire life searching for.”
the part where you kiss me - @laiiaaa
“you’re stuck with the job of getting a very drunk, very lovesick jj into bed”
negan smith
love made me crazy - @velvetcloxds
“falling for negan while he’s still being kept in his cell in alexandria has you questioning your sanity”
rick grimes
four words - @murd0cksl0ver
just some good rick fluff
chris evans
out of left field - @time-for-a-library
“after 29 years of friendship with chris, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do for him. when he finds himself in the midst of a PR nightmare at the same time your ex-boyfriend starts lurking around every corner, you enter a mutually beneficial, strictly PR relationship to save his career and keep your ex away”
harry styles
Jamaica causes lines to blur for Harry and best friend!Y/N - @harryisalrightig
“jamaica causes lines to blur for harry and best friend!y/n”
honey, i’m home! - @meetmeonafineline
“in which harry stiles and up and coming writer, y/n y/l/n, have been close friends for years. but when a photo posted to y/n’s instagram leads his fans to suspect the man in the picture is harry, and that the two are perhaps more than friends.
with her debut novel coming out, and the release of his second solo album, what will be revealed?”
latina!reader x harry universe - @avatar-anna
“a compiled list of all of harry and latina!reader’s adventures together”
#harry styles#obx#jj maybank#b’s fic recs#chris evans#rafe cameron#bucky barnes#sam winchester#rick grimes#negan smith#harry styles x y/n#harry styles x reader#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x y/n#sam winchester x reader#sam winchester x y/n#jj mayback x reader#jj maybank x y/n#rafe cameron x reader#rafe cameron x y/n#negan smith x reader#negan smith x y/n#rick grimes x y/n#rick grimes x reader#chris evans x reader#chris evans x y/n
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JJ Maybank fic recs ೄྀ࿐
You Are Ok - JJ Maybank by @collecting-stories
Summary: JJ begins a relationship with the reader, a pastor’s daughter from a fundamentalist church who feels disillusioned by her family, and introduces her to his Outer Banks. When forces outside their control try to pull them apart they’re faced with deciding if this feeling is fleeting or if it’s forever. : ̗̀➛ their masterlist I & II
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
Heck’s Masterlist by @thegreatestofheck
̗̀➛ their whole masterlist is *chefs kiss*
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
Bend the Rules // JJ Maybank by @obxsummer
summary: being a kook isn’t as nice as it seems and jj’s tired of watching you crumble every morning at the words of your parents. enough is enough in his book, and he’s determined to get you away from that life if it’s the last thing he does.
➛ just check out their fics, you won't regret it ♡
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SECRETS by @maybank-starkey-obx
Synopsis: (Y/N) is being abused by her dad at home, and John B finds out and let’s her stay with him. Keeping her secret for her and being the only pogue who knows about the abuse. JJ gets jealous and wonders what is going on between you two… but you would rather not tell anyone.
: ̗̀➛ this had me in my feels
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Collateral by @hellimagines
Summary: JJ’s stunt with Barry bites him in the ass when the angry drug dealer kidnaps you and decides you’re JJ’s collateral for the stolen money.
̗̀➛ THIS FIC HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD
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Steamy Jokes & Bloody Thieves by @kaynothanks
̗̀➛go read this underrated fic or else...
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ribs by @wheres-mylove
Summary: Everything that they had from those carefree times was not enough to keep them together. JJ is desperately trying to run away from the past and does not see that he is destroying the future at the same time. On the other hand, (Y/N) has to stop reminiscing about what it used to be. In order to move forward. Alone.
̗̀➛ can proudly recite this fic all day
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Eyes Blue Like the Atlantic by @obx-snippets
Summary: Y/n and JJ have been going strong for over a year but their bond is tested when she gets roped into something that turns into a dangerous situation fast
̗̀➛ *chefs kiss*︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
One Last Sunset by @princessmisery666
Summary: JJ’s so focused on what he doesn’t have he can’t see what’s right in front of him. You spend a whole summer trying to show him but it takes more than surf lessons for him to see that stupid things have good outcomes all the time.
̗̀➛ hella underrated
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wake by @obxsummer
after jj wakes up in a lifeboat in the middle of the ocean, it's clear to the pogues that one person isn't on board with them: you
̗̀➛ this fic will always be a fave
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succumb by @imaginemegood
summary: something siminlar the scene where sarah is dying on the table and john b is doing cpr and crying thinking she’s dead in the show but with JJ and the reader where it’s the reader almost dying
̗̀➛ never knew i needed this fic until i read it.
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can’t kill a pogue by @jjs-bitch
SUMMARY: turns out being stranded on an island with jj maybank isn’t the worst thing in the world…
̗̀➛ another underrated writer...
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Paradise on earth series by @xreaderbooks
Summary: Y/N Routledge was just an ordinary girl from the wrong side of the island in North Carolina, school is out and a summer full of keggers, surfing, and denying feelings for her brother's best friend awaits her. That is until her older brother John B and her friends find clues to a treasure her and John B's dad spent his entire life searching for.
̗̀➛ this will easily distract you from the real world. fuck priorities :)
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Crashed my bike by /innlove (couldn't at their blog for some reason)
summary: how Y/N meets the pogues after moving to the outer banks.
̗̀➛ you will not regret reading this.
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𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝 by @illic1tdreams
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : jj uses you as a bet for money
̗̀➛ hits you in the feels
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Love in the First Degree by @the-maidofgevaudan
summary: JJ is taken with your extensive criminal law knowledge...
̗̀➛ actually fell in love with this omg
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You try to smile it away (Reader x JJ Maybank) by @frost-queen
summary: reader is in a similar home situation as JJ
̗̀➛ had me clench my buttcheeks from the anxiety lol
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Diver Down - JJ Maybank by @in-my-feels-probably
summary: diver down
̗̀➛ obsessed with this oml
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I’m Not Listening - JJ Maybank by @overly-b part II
summary: hard of hearing reader
̗̀➛ ugh could sell my soul to read for a first time again :(
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*•.¸♡ perpetual booms ♡¸.•* by @pogueswrld
summary: moving out of New York seemed to be a good idea to y/n's parents, thinking that moving to a small island was much better and safer after the incident. She was proven wrong anyway.
̗̀➛ respectfully, this is criminally underrated
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Dumbasses by @xoxoavenger
summary: JJ and Y/N get handcuffed together, forcing them to work as a team in order to get out of trouble.
̗̀➛ also underrated
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will update!
#jj mayback x reader#jj mayback imagine#outer banks#obx jj#obx angst#jj maybank fic#jj maybank angst#jj maybank imagine#fanfic rec#fic recs#fic finder#library
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outer banks fic recommendations ✯
jj maybank ✯
ghost of you (series) (@obxsummer )
→routledge!reader (eventually jj maybank x reader) tw: physical violence, daddy issues, death of loved ones, canon violence, guns, drugs, smoking etc one of my favs
paradise on earth (series) (@xreaderbooks)
→jj maybank x routledge!reader tw: if im not mistaken this is an (18+) fic/ has some (18+), canon violence, family problems
bejeweled (@imaginesandbandfiction )
→jj maybank x reader outer banks x taylor swift does it for me
family troubles (@maddiwrites )
→jj maybank x routledge!reader x platonic! john b x reader tw: death of loved ones, family troubles (as the title says), angst/comfort
pope heyward ✯
delivery boy (@thegreatestofheck )
→pope heyward x reader tw: physical violence, mentions of neglect/abandonment, allusion to depression
sarah cameron ✯
that's my girlfriend (@ptersparkers )
→sarah cameron x fem!reader tw: slight mentions of homophobia
(if you are not comfortable being tagged here, please message me so i can edit this<3)
#outer banks#outer banks x reader#outer banks fic#jj maybank#jjk x reader#pope heyward#sarah cameron
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JJ Maybank - A Masterpost of Masterlists
It all started in season 1... only got worse with season 2.... Thank you Netflix for OBX, because I have yet another white boy to obsess over. Here is a collection of works I have come across while going down the rabbit hole that is JJ Maybank. Enjoy!
If you would like your list of works posted here or have a recommendation, please let me know!
To all the writers mentioned, if you would like your list of works removed at any time, please let me know!
updated september 9, 2021
JJ Maybank
@planeswithpaperwings | masterlist
@pogueszn | masterlist
@xreaderbooks | Paradise on Earth masterlist
@hellimagines | masterlist
@cognacdelights | masterlist
@lunarliza | masterlist
@pogueslandia | masterlist
p4nkow > @st4rk3y | masterlist
@thatshithurted8 | masterlist
@obx-snippets | masterlist
@perpetualoverthinker | masterlist
@mentalpolaroids | masterlist
@jessmaybank | masterlist
@mydogisveryadorbs | masterlist
@pogue-summer | masterlist
@collecting-stories | masterlist
@ptersparkers | masterlist
@mayraki | masterlist
@msgorillagripcoochie | masterlist
@outrbanks | masterlist
@tweedlydumbtweedlydoo | masterlist
Rudy Pankow
@poguesrforlife | Young and Beautiful masterlist
Please make sure to show these writers some love and appreciation!! 💕
Rafe Cameron | Drew Starkey - Masterlist Masterpost
HAPPY READING :)
#jj maybank#jj maybank masterlist#masterlists#jj#jj x reader#jj maybank x reader#rudy x reader#rudy pankow x reader#rudy#rudy pankow#obx#outer banks#masterlist masterpost#jj x y/n#jj maybank x y/n
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Paradise on Earth (15)
Chapter: 15. The Darkest Hour
Pair: JJ Maybank x Routledge! Reader
Word Count: 4.6k
Warnings: Language and violence (drowning, choking)
Summary: JJ and Y/n visit John B in jail while also planning on how to get him out.
A/N: Are you surprised? Me too baes. Enjoy and let me know what you think in the comments. Send me a message or comment if you wanna be tagged ;)
Available on Wattpad and AO3
Masterlist - Series Masterlist - Previous Chapter - Next Chapter
Rage fueled in your veins at the injustice of the system your brother had fallen victim to. John B was charged with murder in the first degree with aggravated circumstances and the possible death penalty. You sat throughout his trial, silently praying for the downfall of everyone sitting in the courtroom staring and whispering ill wishes his way.
Everything leading up to this moment had formed a deep pit that your heart just wanted to scream into. This didn’t make any sense, this wasn’t fair and the true cause of this was sitting a few feet away from you playing the part of the distraught victim. You didn’t realize you were staring and that they were taking John B away already.
There were no words of comfort that you could give him, there was no use, you would visit him as soon as he was processed into the system. Sarah called out to him and reached with her hand but was quickly pulled back by two officers standing in her path.
People filed out of the courtroom with praise to the judge and jury, grateful that ‘that criminal is finally off the streets’. Each word spoken in disrespect to your brother shortened the very short leash that your patience was on.
‘Justice is served’ ‘He had it coming’ Murmurs that were not made to be subtle were heard all around you. Each phrase made to jab at your brother was a tick in the timer of a bomb waiting to explode- you were going to explode. It wouldn’t do any good, of that you were sure, that was why you kept your mouth shut throughout the trial and as you walked outside with your friends.
Sarah's eyes and face were puffy from crying, you were sure she cried enough for the both of you, as soon as you got home you would be right next to her with tissues with matching tear streaks. “I should have never come home,” She stated.
“They’re gonna kill him, I know it” JJ commented.
“I am so sorry for what you and your family have gone through,” You heard an older kook say to Ward. “Thank God the system works.”
You turned from the direction you were walking in to face the voice that ignorantly spoke, “Can you shut up?” You walked their way and made your voice strong, “Of course, you think the system worked because it was made to protect you and people like you.”
“He’ll have his day in court and a jury will decide,” The man with peppered hair and fancy suit replied.
“He shouldn’t even be in court!” You exclaimed.
Kiara walked up from behind you a bitter look on her face, facing Ward and pointing directly at him as she spoke. “You should, ‘Cause you’re a murderer.”
You placed a hand on her shoulder and stepped forward, “You have a lot of nerve showing up to court. Showing your face while my brother is in jail with the possibility of the death penalty, because of you!”
Ward held out a hand like he was trying to calm a dog from attacking, “I know you’re upset. I understand you’re upset-”
“Upset?” You seethed. A couple of police officers had made their way to where the group that formed was standing. Against your better judgment, all the pent-up emotion came out as you lunged for Sarah’s father. “No, I’m not just upset!”
Shoupe from your left had gotten a hold of your elbow, Officer Thomas grabbed your right. They forcefully backed you up, Pope was behind you steadying you by your biceps warning Officer Thomas to get off of you. JJ, Sarah, and Kie blocked their way to you as soon as you were released.
“Why don’t you take the kooks down for a change Shoupe?” JJ asked the officer.
“You wanna get arrested?” Shoupe stared you down, He pointed at your group “Get out! You need to go.”
You saw red, you didn’t care if you went to jail or got the death penalty so long as Ward was dead. Whatever awaited him in the afterlife had better be something worse than hell for everything you and your friends had to go through. You inhaled hoping it would help the ongoing anger.
Sarah put her arm around your shoulders, “C’mon. It’s not worth it.”
“I'm so sorry, you shouldn’t be going through this,” Deputy Plumb’s voice was heard consoling the Camerons. You shook your head and rolled your eyes refusing to look over, thankfully Kie spoke up for you.
“It’s not a coincidence that your daughter’s sitting with us!”
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By the time the pogues were settled in the Chateau, the weather had matched everyone's mood. It seems like everyone had gone through the five stages of grief within the hour. On the way to your house, furious comments were made by Kie and JJ in your defense, in John B’s, and on the audacity of the people who had no fucking clue what was actually going on. Silence took over for a good twenty minutes, surprisingly not a word from JJ, the only sound coming from the rain pattering on top of the roof.
“I’m gonna testify under oath, I was there” Sarah announced. “I just need to get a hold of my sister.”
“Sister?” JJ muttered under his breath.
“I was there too,” You said. “His sister and his girlfriend, they’ll discredit us without a thought Sarah.”
“We would be under oath, they can’t just arrest us if they think we’re lying. We have to try,” She responded. “Kie, Do you have your phone? Wheezie is the only other person that knows Rafe wasn’t home that day.”
“Wheezie?” JJ breathed incredulously.
“I don’t know what else to do,” Kie hands Sarah her phone. “I got us into this mess, I’m gonna do my best to get us out.”
Wheezie was a smart girl but if she was the only hope to get John B out of jail, you didn’t know if you would put all your eggs in that particular basket.
“Yeah, that’ll work.” JJ scoffed. “Well, she’s right about one thing. We gotta do something, Our boy is held captive by the enemy right now, maybe even scheduled for execution. Are we just gonna sit here?”
“What’s the plan then?” Kiara stood from the armchair in the corner of the porch. “We start by kidnapping Shoupe?”
“That’s not the worst idea actually.” The scary part is, he looked deadly serious. You couldn’t help but cackle, exhaustion and delirium were what kept you going.
You love him, in moments like this when everything was so utterly fucked, it scared you how much the feeling overwhelmed you. The way he kept fighting for your brother made you feel safe. Although it was the most outrageous idea but that was JJ.
Kie and JJ stopped their bickering to give you an odd look, the silence and a full minute of laughing like a crazy person to the point of tears falling out of the corners of your eyes, you stabilized yourself. You wiped the tears from the corner of your eyes.
“That is the worst idea you’ve ever had,” You told the blue-eyed boy.
“It’s pretty bad.” Sarah agreed from inside the house as she typed away at Kie’s phone.
“Just stay out of this, okay?” JJ’s annoyance with Sarah was obvious.
“No, honestly though,” Pope’s features were stern. “What is the actual plan? You’re gonna storm a jail, guns a-blazing?”
“All I’m trying to get you to understand is they got our boy,” Pope and JJ are face to face now. “Are just gonna sit here and do nothing? No! We’re gonna get his ass, we’re gonna do something about it!”
The enthusiasm was encouraged but so was logical thinking. You watched as Pope tried to keep JJ from ‘thinking’ out his plans.
“We’re not storming a jail, it’s not happening.”
“Fine, man. Sit in your comfy chair and do nothing.” He looked you in the eye in full seriousness, an invitation to follow him in his plan yet his words trying to shame you all for not wanting to take immediate action. “I’m gonna see what I can do, make something happen. Even if I have to do it by myself.”
JJ runs out of the front porch, straight for his bike.
“Should we be worried?” Pope asks.
“Yes,” Kie sighs and shrugs. “I’m gonna git up my parents and see if I can get money for a lawyer.”
You decide to let Kie and Pope talk amongst themselves about the logistics and go after JJ was sitting on his bike, almost like he was waiting for you.
“Change your mind, Princess?” He takes off his cap and places it on your head to shield you from the rain even though it’s pointless now.
You swing your leg over the bike to straddle it and wrap your arms around his waist. “Just go before I change it again.”
~~~
“Now where exactly are you taking us?” You say in his ear as he whips past all his cars on his bike.
“We’re going to visit a certain jailbird!”
You weren’t sure if it was even allowed considering it had only been hours since he was sentenced but you knew that JJ would find a way.
Turns out his plan was fucking stupid, not reckless for once, and for that, you were thankful but definitely stupid. He parked by a tree in front of the Kildare County detention center, and two officers walked down the steps and right past the both of you. JJ being extra, stood at attention and saluted them as they walked. You look at him annoyed and he simply smiles, you push him in front to follow his lead.
JJ did some thoughtless acts but Jesus he looked good doing them. He stopped by his house to change from his wet clothes that were soaked from the rain to a pair of dry jeans and a clean white shirt. He also grabbed his headphones and mp3 player. He fixed his hair, put on a pair of sunglasses and suddenly he was giving James Dean. It was bad timing for your heart to stutter the way it did when you saw him change his shirt in front of you as if you hadn’t seen him shirtless before.
It was over when he pulled out a shirt- your shirt- from deep within his messy closet. It was from when you slept over that one time, you must have left it here and forgot to pack it. The moment felt so domestic, too domestic, it messed with your emotions and you already have too many with everything going on.
You trained yourself to focus on the task at hand, ignoring the wrongness you felt from the sleepover with JJ and then actually having sex with Rafe (with some feelings that you’d rather not get into), the treasure, John B in jail… it was all too much.
“We’re here to see John B Routledge,” JJ said loudly. He had his headphones on with the volume to his music all the way up.
“No music, and get rid of the toothpick.” The man at the front desk enunciated his words.
“I can’t hear what you’re saying man, these things are on full blast.” JJ tapped on his headphones, not caring at all what the officer had to say. “We’re here to see John B Routledge.”
The officer looked to you, “Can you get your friend to take his headphones off? There’s no music allowed and you both need to clear your pockets if you wanna see the inmate.”
“Can do, sir.” You place your empty wallet that only had a couple of bucks and your permit, and your phone (that was dead). “He, unfortunately, has a mind of his own.”
He took a breath and mimed what he wanted JJ to do, taking off the headphones and toothpick.
JJ glanced at you then at the man and took off the headphones hanging them around his neck, “I mean, I thought it was a free country and all but I guess you don’t like freedom very much. Now do you, cupcake?” He smiled slyly, leaning on the desk with his forearm.
Now you supposed you shouldn’t be surprised by what he had the balls to say but your jaw fell open anyway, you covered your mouth and looked around to see if anyone else had heard that.
Turns out the Officer had enough of JJ toying with him and took JJ by his biceps and pinned him to the wall. You picked at your nail nervously, until the Deputy came and told the front desk guy that it wasn’t worth it.
JJ kept a wide smile as he saw her, “Good to see you Plumb. Nice to have something in your mouth, you know.”
“Take off your hat and empty your pockets.”
“Yes, ma’am.” JJ finally did what was told and placed his things next to yours winking at you when Plumb led the way to where you can see John B.
You flinched as you passed by a prisoner who slammed a fist on the window of his cell. He called out to you, “Why don’t you come in here?”
Next to you, JJ guided you to go in front of him through the threshold of the visitation area, Plumb told you both that you only had five minutes.
There he was, in an orange jumpsuit, wrists in cuffs. You wanted to hug him, tell him it was gonna be okay and that you were gonna get him out of this. The only one of those things you were gonna be able to do is the latter and only if you were able to figure out a plan which you didn’t have.
You sat to John B’s right, getting a good look at him now, his eye was still bruised from the beating they gave him when he was first arrested. The anger came bubbling back that formed in tears until you all looked at each other and burst out laughing.
“I thought it was gonna be me,” JJ chuckled.
“I think we all did,” You sniffed.
“Welcome to my humble abode.”
“When you said you had a new apartment, I had no idea,” JJ fidgeted with the visitation card they handed you both as you were officially signed in to visit.
You patted the top of the metal table, “It’s cozy. A little aluminum theme.”
“Yeah, I like to go for the cold, dark…”
“Alone, kind of theme?” JJ continued John B’s description for him, they nodded in sync. “Look, I would love to sit and chitchat but I’m on the clock and I’m here for one reason only, okay?”
Your eyes widened as you thought about the jailbreak idea JJ was playing with earlier. Was this it?
“Operation liberation, baby.” You facepalmed once the words came out of his mouth.
“Hear me out though, step one; piss off the cops so badly they don’t see what’s coming.” He waved at an officer that walked by the window looking in. “Check.”
“Was that what that whole thing was?” You slapped his arm, “A warning would have been nice.”
“Your right, I could’ve used some backup but your reaction was hilarious so it’s fine,” JJ was delusional. You ignored the fact that he really thought he was gonna pull this off as he laid out his plan. “Step two; at exactly 11 p.m. this evening, you’re going to have an attack of acute appendicitis.”
John B looked like he was doing the same thing you were, “Do you even know what appendicitis is?”
JJ’s pupils were dilated as he explained, “Remember eighth grade, algebra final?”
“Jesus Christ,” John B breathed. JJ faked appendicitis once before a test in eighth grade and was able to get away with it and this was the plan he was going with. You were glad you knew how it worked to visit JB in jail now since you were gonna have to get used to the process.
“It worked like a charm, to sell it, you gotta actually look sick though okay?” Not an ounce of a joke was heard in his voice. “You got some of that ghost face sunblock in here?”
“Be so fucking for real right now,” You kept your face in your hands stressfully, your head shaking in disbelief.
“JJ, I’m in jail. I have a block of soap, that’s it.”
“Is it white?”
Hesitantly John B replied “Yes-”
“Perfect, that’ll work. Take some of that, rub it into your face well, got it? You don’t want that shit rubbing off when they check your vitals.” JJ added. “After that, run your hands under cold water for five minutes. After that, you’re ready. Showtime baby, stumble out and collapse. Once you’re down on the ground squealing, they’ll rush you to the infirmary. There, you just have to convince the nurse that that sucker’s about to burst.”
He began to visually show John B the details of where the nurse will check him, John B’s acting skills would have to be absolutely flawless and without any doubt to pull all that off.
“I get it, I get it.” John B glances behind his shoulder and leans in closer, “Then what?”
“No fucking way, John B,” You stare at him in disbelief. “JJ he’s not doing this.”
JJ didn’t acknowledge you, “They’re gonna eject you to the hospital. Remember Cousin Ricky?”
“The weed dealer?” You questioned.
“He’s an EMT.”
“He sold us our first dime bag,” John B mentions.
“So? You can do both. It’s a gig economy, bro.” JJ shrugs. “Now, step three is extraction.”
“This is the dumbest freaking idea you’ve ever had.” John B states, at least you weren’t the only one thinking it.
“Yeah, you’re probably right but you know what’s even more dumb? You thinking you got any other way out of this.”
“JJ, this is a fortress.” John B explains, “They've got barbed wire, cinder blocks, guards on every corner-”
JJ stops John B from shutting him down further. “Don’t, you’re not the detail guy. Leave it to the professionals.”
“If you think that we’re the professionals in this you’re so mistaken,” You shake your head in disapproval.
Plumb was by the door telling you both that your time with your brother was up.
“You gotta trust me on this one,” JJ says and moves out of his seat giving John B his last words. “Nothing to lose now, 11 P.M.”
John B stares at you with a silent question, you squeeze his hand before leaving the visitation area behind JJ. Plumb led you down an unfamiliar path to the exit. She scans her badge before opening a metal door, JJ goes through first and goes towards another door to the right. It was an inmate basketball court, his dad was dribbling and blocking against another prisoner.
“Dad!” JJ pounds on the door trying to get Luke’s attention. “Dad!”
“Let’s go,” Plumb shoves JJ away from the door. If you didn’t know any better you would say she brought you both this way on purpose to get a rise of him. It was her way of giving him a sign that said ‘You could just as easily end up here.’
Seems like JJ caught on as well, he clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly as he noted, “I see what you did there Plumb.”
Your jaw tightened as you saw the way she was handling JJ, forcing him out of the center. “I just have one question before we leave. How much are you splitting with Shoupe?”
She shoved you harshly into JJ, “You’ll be back here one day, both of you. It’s in your blood.”
JJ started to walk away defeated but you wouldn’t, you couldn’t. This wasn’t what your life would be, not yours, not JJ’s. John B was wrongly accused and JJ was not his dad, “Fuck you, bi-”
“Y/n, come on.” JJ put his hand on the small of your back to lead you away from the officer who was meant to ‘protect and serve’.
“What a bitch!” You spat. The nerve of her, you had taunted her but deep down you knew that she was probably getting a major payday from Ward. Instead of letting you see your brother in peace, she just had to bring you down even further as if she wasn’t breaking major laws. “She’s a hypocrite JJ, she's not a fucking fortune teller to tell us what our future will look like.”
He didn’t say anything in response solely making sure you were ready before revving up the bike and driving away from the detention center.
~~~
You told him you weren’t going to join him in his plans, he looked disappointed but since he was off from earlier he left you at the Chateau without a fight. You felt guilty knowing JJ definitely had a lack of support but you would only be a hindrance to the plan if you did go along with it. Instead, you found Sarah in one of John B’s shirts already several feet away from the house.
You ran up to her and asked her if she got in contact with Wheezie to which she said she was on her way to meet her.
“We’re here,” She whispered to herself clutching her gunshot wound as she checked the other side of the dock.
Wheezie apparently had texted her to meet her at the harbor. You went straight and paused, Rafe came around the corner. “Sarah,” You said in a small voice backing away slowly.
“Nah not wheezie.”
“Where the hell is Wheezie?” Sarah questioned from behind you.
“Don’t worry about it,” Rafe stepped closer with his hands half up in surrender. “Listen, it’s all good. I- I just needed to talk to you for a little bit.”
The stutter in his voice concerned you, he was out of it and it was only you and Sarah out here on the docks at night with this psychopath. Every step he took to close the distance between the three of you, you and Sarah held hands and stepped away.
“Is that okay?” He asked looking at you and then at Sarah. He reached for you “Y/n-”
“Don’t come near me,” You held your hand out in front of you defensively.
He sighed and focused his attention on Sarah, “What you do affects me, you don’t think of that, do you?”
“You shot me, Rafe.”
“That’s it, right?” He exasperated. “It’s always my fault like you know, I wanna keep what’s mine. That I got by my work and I’m the bad guy for trying to- to hold on to it?”
His pacing and waving of his hands while he talks make it clear that he’s unhinged. In comparison to the way, you and Sarah are frozen in your spots waiting for Rafe to make one move.
“It’s not yours,” Sarah tries to express.
“Like I’m wrong to protect what’s mine, huh?” His voice raises a couple more octaves. Chills run up your arms at his projection. Your mind takes you back to the night you spent together and you suddenly feel nauseous. His voice softens as he approaches Sarah, “Listen to me. The cops are going to talk to you and I need to make sure the story’s straight.”
Sarah speaks up, “You killed Peterkin. My story’s straight, listen this would go so much better for you if you would-”
His eyes roll to the back of his head in a lazy drug hazed way, “Who are you trying to protect here?”
“I’m trying to do the right thing.”
“You doing the right thing is the reason that you got shot because you were following John B.”
“John B might get the death penalty because of you!” She snaps.
“That!” Rafe points as he backs away and sits on a barrel. “That right there is exactly what I’m talking about Sarah, you’ve always been against me!”
She shakes her head, no, A threatening tone takes over “Don’t shake your head, you still are. You’re not just against me, you’re against us and you know, Dad always takes your side. Cause you’re gonna cry in front of him like you cried in front of me, but you- both of you listen to me. I am a proactive type of person and we have a problem, and I gotta solve that problem tonight.”
You glance at Sarah who’s shaking where she stands, you inch to the right, and Rafe follows your movement with his eyes.
“Do you understand?” He asks then shouts it at the both of you again, “Do you understand!”
You and Sarah took that as the queue to run. He runs after you, you were faster as you got a headstart but that meant that Sarah got caught by Rafe. He slammed her against a large blue plastic container that held water.
“Rafe!” You screamed, “Rafe!”
“Back off Y/n, I don’t want to do something I’ll regret.”
You heard Sarah begging Rafe to stop, you ran back and tried to push him off of her but with one hand he backhands you to the ground.
With a hand on your left cheek, he made you bleed with a ring he was wearing, “You’re drowning your sister!”
“She’s not my sister!” He shouted back at you with a harsh tone. “Not anymore.”
Sarah’s tears flowed freely, she let out a whimper as he tightened his grip on her throat. “Rafe, please.” You begged.
“Y/n I swear to god!” His voice was close to a growl.
“You swear to God what?” You lifted yourself up from the ground and came closer to where Rafe was drowning Sarah. You were hoping to bait him into letting Sarah go and focus his attention on you. If he was distracted enough to taunt you or hurt you then maybe Sarah would have a chance to breathe. “You’d hurt me? Cause you already have, Rafe.”
He screams as Sarah struggles, she gasps with two seconds of air before she is submerged again.
You try to pry him off of her but he releases her instead and grabs your wrists as he had many times before. “I would never hurt you, Y/n, she brought this on herself!”
His fingers were white and you felt your bones being compressed from his hold. His nails were digging into your skin making you want to kneel and clutch your arms but he was too strong. Sarah was free and coughing up the water in her lungs, exhausted from her fight. His right hand comes up and clutches your throat.
“I loved you,” You whispered.
His forehead was on yours, stray fell from his eye and onto your cheek, “I love you too, Y/n.”
You kept his eyes trained on yours without giving him doubt despite the fact that you were getting strangled by your former lover. You attempted to breathe air but the hold he had on your throat prevented your airways from being able to inhale properly.
Topper- who you had no idea where he came from- has a finger to his lips as he inches closer and whacks him in the head.
Rafe fell onto his back and you wheeze, able to breathe again, you go to Sarah who holds an arm out for you.
“Sarah, are you okay?” Topper rushes to her side and asks her, “Can you breathe?”
She nods and hugs him, your hands were on your knees, and you look at Rafe on the ground and sob. All your previous moments with him, your confession to him, his confession to you. What had just happened. He drowned Sarah and strangled you while confessing to being in love with you.
You felt nausea come back up again, you couldn’t hold it. Your insides came up and out through your mouth, you vomited in the dark water at the edge of the dock.
~~~
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Paradise on Earth (14)
Chapter: 14. Homecoming
Pair: JJ Maybank x Routledge! Reader
Word Count: 3.6k
Warnings: Language, Violence, Guns, Police brutality
Summary: Y/n and the pogues travel to charleston to get answers from Mrs. Limberey.
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The sound of the heavy door knocker echoed from inside Mrs. Limbreys's home. Pope slams the handle down thrice more giving you all a questioning look, "Was that too much?"
"It echoed the entire house that's for sure," JJ responds. "So they definitely heard it."
"Maybe nobody's home?" Kie says. Pope lifts the handle to the door knocker and slams it down twice more, on the second knock a man with light brown hair, dark circles around his eyes, and a scruffy beard opens the door. He surveys the group and smirks, pointing at the boy to your left.
"You must be Pope."
Pope hesitates, then asks "Are you Mr. Limbrey?"
"Ms. Limbrey" The man corrects, "was expecting you yesterday."
"I'm sorry, my car broke down on the way up here-" Pope stutters.
"Carburetor blew up in the middle of nowheresville." JJ tells the guy, "Sorry about that."
"She was really upset when you didn't show up."
"We tried to call, but there's no number on the invitation." You piped in, "We got here as fast as we could."
"She also expected you to come alone." The man reels the attention back on Pope.
"These are my friends, they helped find the royal merchant too. I-"
"The instructions were explicit, your friends can stay outside." He forces a smile, an attempt to seem nicer than what he was demanding.
JJ tries to negotiate by telling the man that the group was a package deal but Pope shuts him down. "It's okay, I got this. I'll be good."
"Yeah, we'll be right here" Kie smiles reassuringly.
Pope whispers with his back slightly turned to Mrs. Limbreys lackey "Keep the car running." He squeezes Kiara's hand and followed the man inside. He lets the door shut behind him and you wince at the sound. The idea of Pope being alone with the unkempt-looking man and the strange woman who was apparently highly upset that he didn't show up on time, left you feeling uneasy.
Nevertheless, you, Kiara, and JJ got comfortable inside Hayward's truck, keeping a close eye on the large yellow house.
"If Limbrey's legit then Ward gets arrested, and maybe Sarah gets the gold," Kie explains as you watch Pope get swept to the backyard of Mrs. Limbrey's house. He looks at the truck but it was hard to decipher if he was in trouble or not.
"Does that look voluntary?" You ask the others. The man who was now following close behind a blonde woman who you can only assume would be Mrs. Limbrey, pushed Pope to look forward.
"That would be a negative," JJ said.
"Come on," Kie was ready to go after them until JJ laid a hand on her shoulder to keep her from going. "What?"
"They're going into the alley," You notice. "So we should go around the back."
"Yeah, we'll meet them on the other side." JJ turns the key to the truck in the ignition and slowly goes around the block. You and Kie stare intently into the alleyways but there was no sign of Pope, Mrs. Limbrey, or the man.
"Where did they go?" You questioned.
"What if they went underground?" JJ started with his unlikely theories, "In C.H.U.D. when they took people down into the sewers, it would turn the humans into humanoids 'cause of the radiation. And then all of a sudden-"
"JJ, that doesn't even make any sense."
Kie gives the both of you a fixed look and returns to her search for Pope. Five-Ten minutes pass and no sign of him, you pull out your phone in hopes that there would be service. You open up google maps and set it to satellite mode, tracing where Limbreys house would be to any potential paths they could have taken.
"Y/N, I know you are not playing Pokemon Go without me right now," JJ glances at your phone.
You rolled your eyes, focusing your attention back on your phone, Limbreys property was bigger than you thought it was. "JJ, go back to Limbreys, I think I found something."
"Oh like what?" JJ snorted "A Charizard?"
Kiara laughs at that one, "That has to be the dorkiest shit you have ever said."
~~~
You heard the sound of grunts coming from behind a bush. JJ and Kie followed your lead as you guided them to where you were hoping Pope would be. At the turn of a corner, you heard something like a fight and you knew Pope was in trouble. The three of you ran into the action, Pope was wrestling the man who works for Limbrey, and the man was reaching for the taser but JJ ran up just in time to kick the taser to Kie who shouted: "Come on!"
The four of you rush back to the truck, Pope gasping for breath "That was crazy as shit, let's get out of here!"
JJ needed no encouragement, the tires made a loud screeching sound when he made a sharp turn around the narrow street where you found Pope's location. You look over your shoulder noticing a car speeding up behind you. "I think he's following us!"
"This is a one-way!" Pope shouts. "Turn left!" There were cars heading directly towards you, or you guys were headed directly towards the way of traffic. JJ follows the directions behind yelled at him and almost runs over two running pedestrians.
"That was an evasive driving technique y'all," The manic smile on JJ's face, was not at all concerning.
"Where are we going?" You ask.
"Hang on, I'm gonna lose him." Was all the warning he gave before he rotates the wheel left into a random alleyway? There was smoke similar to the smoke from earlier coming from the hood. "You said he fixed the carburetor, you said he fixed it!" JJ shouts accusatorily at Pope.
"No, no, no, no!" Kie panics. The four of you now had no way to run from the man chasing you, not to mention the way home. You'd have to ditch Heyward's truck in the alley and come back for it later. You all hustle your way out of the truck, grabbing your backpacks from the trunk, all the while JJ's making a point about never trusting mechanics.
The man now rounded the corner and you bust into a sprint, you look back for a second and catch a glint of something black in his hand. "Guys, I think he has a gun!"
"Shit, get down!" JJ says.
"I'm cramping!" Pope pants beside you.
Oxygen gets sharper in your chest every time you breathe, yet you don't feel like you can inhale properly, nor do you think you can actually catch a breath from all the running. You now regret never going to a gym and rethinking every unhealthy food decision you ever made. You're about to get shot and die because you decided to skip every time you had to do a mile in P.E. to vape in the abandoned school bathroom with JJ.
"This is such an uncool way to die," You wheeze out. JJ leads you all through an alley between two houses in hopes of losing the guy but he just gains onto your group. Suddenly, Kie and the others come to a halt. There in front of you alive, tanned, and busted-looking as usual was John B. Right behind him was the kook princess herself, Sarah Cameron.
You couldn't help the breathy laugh of relief that you let out when you saw him. It was like time had slowed down and all you needed was that one second to process your brother's presence before he rushed you all to get into the seating behind his bicycle.
"Pedal faster John B!" Sarah told him, looking back there were now two more men chasing after you.
"God, you guys are heavy," Pope complains as he and JJ are helping John B by pushing the chair with the extra weight of you, Kiara, and Sara.
Ms. Limbreys lackey had caught up to you all now grabbing Pope and dragging him down. Pope rolled away and ran back to the bike, the man gripped the back of the chair you were sitting on and Kie and Sarah shoved his hand away. He slipped and fell onto the street allowing you all to escape.
~~~
It felt like the end of a really fucked up story, the way you all floated off into the sunset in the stolen boat. You knew this was far from the end with all that was waiting for you, your brother, and your friends when you get back to the cut. For now, you bask in the sense of normalcy as you drift into the marshes. Stories of your separate journeys had you all laughing, crying, and howling in hysteria at how your lives even got to this point.
Eventually, hunger became too much to ignore. John B anchored the boat at a random nearby dock. There were a few scattered houses around, homes with enough land to farm. Jackpot.
You, Kiara, and Sarah ran off as soon as you could, fleeing far away from the boys in search of anything that could sustain you. The first few places you checked out were duds but you heard one of the girls call out and you ran.
Watermelons were not in your top three favorite fruits, after today that changed. Once you were able to crack open the Watermelon, the three of you settled on a rusty old bench with 3 feet-tall grass. After a good couple of minutes of you all satiating your hunger with handfuls of the fruit, Sarah dropped the bomb.
"Wait, so you really got married?" Kie asked.
"It wasn't exactly legal," Sarah explained with a smile. "But yeah."
Your smile widened with hers, never in a million years would you have thought that your brother married. John B wasn't the settling type, much less at this age and Sarah Cameron was not number in your list of people that you had in mind. Granted you didn't have anyone in mind for that matter.
"Am I crazy or is there something going on with you and Pope?" Your 'sister-in-law' questions.
Kie shrugs, "Maybe."
"That's not a no," You smirk at her while sharing a knowing look with the blonde seated next to you.
"It's not a no," Kie repeats her shrug and you all giggle in response. "Mm, Don't you have a little thing to share with us now too Y/N?"
"See that's definitely a no," You shake your head furiously at her before she has a chance to ask.
"What is happening right now?" Sarah barks out a laugh.
"JJ and Y/N possibly." Kie's statement almost made you choke on the watermelon you were currently chewing.
"No!" You protest, "You see this is where gossip spreads. Lies!"
Kie rolls her eyes playfully, "C'mon we all see it."
JJ definitely doesn't. This was the first time Kiara has ever mentioned anything regarding you and JJ, you shared your crush on the boy way back when but nothing to count for now. As far as she was concerned the rule of 'No pogue on pogue macking' was still on and JJ was still at the top of the list. The rule was set in for Kiara, to be honest, John B was your brother. Pope lowkey had a thing for Kie but his nerdy ass was never gonna do a thing about it. You would retract that last sentence now but it's mutual so it doesn't count.
The only one who was vocal about his feelings or supposed feelings was JJ and Kie never gave a straight answer other than "You know that rules".
"There's nothing to see, JJ's otherwise preoccupied with his feelings," You didn't know how much of that was true. While JJ did flirt with Kie, he flirted with more than half of the female population. There was no telling who or what he was serious about. One thing for sure is that he is not interested in you.
"He's different when he's around you."
"He's different around you too Kie, you just don't take him seriously enough to realize it."
Kie sighed, "That's because I'm not interested. I have my 'maybe' thing with Pope going on, I am spoken for. You, however, are not."
"How weird is it that we're that friend group now?" Sarah scrunched her nose.
"The one where every single member is paired up," Kie nodded mournfully. "Our saving grace is that we don't switch partners."
You snort, "That's cause there's six of us and two of us are related. Not to mention the combinations -if we exclude John B and me- are too weird to think about."
"You never answered the question though," Sarah redirected. You wish she hadn't.
"Short story is; I may or may not like JJ and as far as I know JJ does not like me in that way. It's been confirmed with and without the flirting involved."
"And how long ago was this confirmation?" The brown-haired girl's tone was too accusatory for your liking. "It's been years, feelings change."
"Yeah, but one thing won't- I'm John B's sister and let's say fuck the rule on macking, JJ is a lot of things but he's not gonna betray John B like that."
"You see if you look at it as a betrayal..." Sarah drags. You roll your eyes and stuff your mouth with watermelon to avoid further questioning.
~~~
After a swift family meeting you had all agreed to 'let shit hit the fan tomorrow' as John B said, JJ and Kie went into a bodega to grab a case of beers before you made your way back to the Chateau.
The pogues being back together felt like old times, straight vibing and floating along the marshes the warmth of the sun with the comfort of knowing the water is fresh to jump in. John B was alive and you didn't have the burden of surviving alone on your shoulders. Your thoughts drifted to the almost comatose state you were in while your brother was gone. The self-hatred and regret seared into your heart from all the memories of you and Rafe, together.
You refused to let your mistakes of the past ruin the one night of peace you had before reality hit tomorrow. The hot tub JJ impulsively bought sat in your yard, and you and the rest of your friends sat around it listening to Pope spit rhymes you knew could come out of him with a good couple of beers.
As the night turned darker, you in your hazed state noticed how Kie was staring intently at Pope as he and JJ wrestled. Pope strategically placed his leg behind JJs allowing him to straddle JJ, beating him. You wiggled your eyebrows at Kie who smirked as he won and gazed at him as he walked away from JJ laying on the ground with his fists up in celebration.
"I leave and this is what happens," John B shakes his head at Kie following after Pope, most likely for some privacy.
"Are you blaming me?" JJ points to himself looking jokingly offended.
"A 'lil bit," John B stands from his beach chair shaking his beer bottle. "Your boy's out." He leaves in search of more.
"You guys are the ones that died!" JJ exclaims in defense.
"Literally one job, JJ," Sarah comments.
You let them continue their debate as your eyes search for John B, he just grabbed a can of beer from the cooler that was placed below the tree bark that was cut out to be in the shape of a heart. His tombstone of sorts.
You walked up to him, the sounds of JJ and Sarah debating the rule were distant.
His voice croaked as he spoke, "Cute art project."
Tears welled in your eyes, and the memories of that day and every day since he was declared dead, haunted you.
"Killed the tree though," John B joked. Your laughter stifled the sob that was forming in your throat.
"I missed you John B," You stepped forward into your brother's arms that were ready to receive you. He held onto you tight as he whispered back, "I missed you too Princess."
~~~
The sound of a car door closing in the background interrupted the teasing you and JJ were calling out to Pope and Kiara who had borrowed John B's boat. JJ was about to make another joke, probably about how John B should clean it when they back or something like it.
"What was that?" John B asked, on high alert. His panicked tone made you anxious.
"Your chicken?" JJ responded.
"I heard a car door."
"I heard it too," You confirmed. The only sounds you heard after the silence that followed your confirmation were the crickets, the music playing in the background, and JJ clucking like a chicken. John B covered his mouth to get JJ to shut up.
Panic filled your nerves at the anticipation. JJ put out the fire while John B helped you and Sarah climb up the tree before following up himself, JJ in tow. Hopefully whoever it was that was out there wouldn't see you. You try to steady your breathing when you hear Rafe's voice.
"No, there ain't shit here man." Rafe's drug dealer, Barry, answers Rafe.
"They were obviously just here based off the smoke!"
"Great observation boy scout."
Rafe was standing a couple of feet away from where you and John B were having your moment. He points the gun at it and laughs maniacally, "Well shit."
"Your girl and your sister's a pogue for life huh, Rafe?" Barry adds fuel to Rafe's fire with his words. "Now who would have thought?"
Sarah's eyes meet yours for a second before you glance at JJ, you didn't realize you were breathing heavily, and he brings a finger to his lips.
"Shit!" Rafe lets out a yell full of rage, and you flinch as he shoots one, two, three times at the tree dedicated to your brother. Barry shoves Rafe, shouting at him to stop.
"You're gonna get us caught!" He tugs Rafe along. "Let's go!"
~~~
None of you got to sleep last night, you spent the rest of the night til daybreak clutching onto Sarah, both of you distraught about how attached you were to Rafe. Sarah as his sister and you, his ex-girlfriend. There was no escaping him. JJ silently watched over you as you held your head in his hands, Sarah had John B to lean on but you- you had no one.
Once you saw that Pope and Kie had returned from wherever they wandered off to JJ quickly informed them that you all had to go, rushing onto the boat with a cooler of drinks and what little snack you had, you all sailed off to a small part of the island that no one really came to.
Debates about what to do next stirred disagreements all around. Sarah brought up an idea that was a long shot.
"With me back, my dad is gonna have to choose between me and Rafe." She made her point, "He's gonna choose me."
"Ward keeps lying to you, Sarah." John B tells her. Poor Sarah looks so tired, you all were, but her family is fucked up, and her idea of Ward choosing between her and Rafe was iffy.
"I-I know it sounds crazy-"
"Yeah, it does!" Kie proclaims.
"But he's my dad and I know him. I know he loves me." She looks with pleading eyes at all of you, "I'm just asking for two hours."
You bit your lip shaking your head in defeat, there was no stopping her at this point. It was not going to go well and you could not shake this feeling since she left with the HMS Pogue, that something bad was about to happen. You didn't know if you could take any more bad news.
You, Kie, and JJ went to gather wood, sharing your thoughts on this whole situation. The three of you with piles of wood in hand, dropping it all when you saw the HMS Pogue come into view.
"Sarah!" You call out to her. The five of your run to meet her, and she informs you that the plan didn't work.
"Welp, that settles it guys, you need to load up the wagon and get the hell out of dodge." JJ comes up behind them after ensuring the boat wouldn't leave the shore.
Pope stands with hands on his hips telling them that they need to get supplies as soon as possible. There was something- boats with wailing sirens- coming in the distance. You clutch onto Kie's wrist, "Guys, I think it's too late."
"We have to find another way out," John B declares.
As soon as one of the officers speaks on the bullhorn, giving you orders to stay on the beach with your hands in the air, you all bolt. Running into the small lake and into the trees, "Sarah you good?" You call out behind you. John B and JJ helped her into the water, her gunshot wound making it harder to escape. You swam through deeper water and found a large tree to hide behind.
Sirens approached from everywhere, the coast guard was trekking the water with guns in their hands. You panted, out of breath and your heart ran at a million. You watched as JJ took out the gun, John B grabbing it out of his hand and shaking his head. He tossed the gun to the ground, JJ looked reluctant to let go but he did and spread the dirt on top of the gun to keep it hidden.
"Step out into the clearing, get down. Do not move!" Shoupe's orders were contradictory but John B followed them.
"The rest of you stay right where you are, keep your hands where we can see them!"
You and the others did what you were told until Deputy Thomas marched right up to John B and began to beat him to the ground. You were shouting with tears free falling down your cheeks, begging them to stop this. These adults were just standing by, allowing your brother to get beat by a man much older and much heftier than him for a crime he did not commit.
After a couple more punches John B was down.
~~~
Chapter 15
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In the Paradise on earth series how did rafe and reader meet? Like how did they become "friends" ??
Sarah and Reader were friends of sorts when they were younger so Rafe knew her as Sarahs friend, he kind of admired her from afar (which is creepy being that he's Sarah's older brother but we're gonna ignore that).
As for how they became friends, they were more acquaintances when they were kids like I said he knew her as Sarah's friend and so whenever she was around he would try to make conversation with her which she never complained about but Sarah would ward him off.
They would have pleasant conversations, Y/n being the only one that didn't treat Rafe as if he was a walking piece of shit. Even while Rafe was a bully, she always wanted to believe the best in him.
That is until Rafe started being really nasty towards the pogues, then she kept her distance until they started to become a little more than friends during the first part of Paradise on Earth.
Hopefully, this answered your question :)
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Your thoughts on obx season 3 ???
Warning: SPOILERS Be prepared for a whole essay of my thoughts :)
I could not stand Big John, mf really just did not care about John B or at least cared more about finding el dorado and/or the treasure than his own son. Kind of made me think that John B was thriving when his dad was dead (yes, I know he actually wasn't thriving but it just hurt to see how his dad came back into his life and he was actually more toxic than you remembered).
Following up with that... IMO Ward is a better father than Big John lowkey.
John B needed to speak up! The daddy issues were real, I felt bad for him tbh
What is up with villains and their need to narrate their whole life story, I hated Singh, this short ass mf really thought he did something with everything that he did (that sentence might have made sense but in my mind it did)
Sarah, Sarah, Sarah... Get this girl a therapist! Please because what the actual fuck. Can I just say that I know she's human and people make mistakes, she went through some really tough shit. But this bitch really cheated on John B with Topper dude, like John B is the only one that's acknowledged that they are 'married'. They were not broken up, John B said some hurtful ass shit to her and she said 'come find me when you wanna tell me the truth' or something like that... so you cheated and you told your ex that you were broken up.
Fuck Topper and his feelings but if you know that he can get white boy crazy, like girl why would u do this? Mans is OBSESSED, and he wants to talk shit about the pogues when he's the problem. Literally, burned John B's house to the ground like???
Anyways... I still stan her though bec poor bby was hurt and ended up pulling through.
Kie's mom really did try to be supportive but HER DAD!!! he really thought that this girl was being lied to and manipulated by the pogues. he boiled my blood with the way he spoke to JJ and just did not try to be understanding at all- with the way he said that he was a pogue so he knows what it is to lie and shit? So that just tells me that you're really no better than JJ and the others as a matter of fact you were worse even.
If I was Kie I would have been RAGINGG dude that was so wrong of her parents, I know she was pissed but the moment I saw that van I would've ran!
Poor JJ, he really felt like he wasn't good enough for Kie (I don't necessarily ship them but they were cute). He was so self-destructive I wanted to shake him through the screen and tell him how he is more than enough for Kiara.
The no love club!!! did we really think that was gonna last though? Like they swore off love yet they have feelings for each other ahhhh okay but Cleo and Pope >>>
JJ and Kie had MOMENTS and they were pretty cute
I LOVE JJ but I am a slut for Rafe, he ate this season idc
It's the way that at the end of the season everyone gave the pogues a standing ovation for the award they received (was it an award? I can't remember cause at that point I was in shock at how this was ending) when they ALL thought so lowly of them, fake ass bitches I swearrr
I feel like they could've ended the show perfectly fine there, maybe they could have added an episode where they show how the group is doing while they live their new lives, I am excited for season 4 but I just hope they don't ruin the vibes yk?
So those were my thoughts I probably left out a few that I can't think of right now but for now let me know what you think in the comments or message me and we can discuss :)
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Hello! So are you going to keep doing the Paradise on earth series?
Hi! Yes I will be continuing the series, I was just suffering from writers block and there was a lot going on in my life. Now that everything has calmed down, i'll go back to writing this series soon.
Taglist: (i'm tagging you all so you know that I haven't completely abandoned this story)
@deanwherescas - @thtbwltts - @nerdypartytrashpsychic - @random-girl-army - @siresweeney - @simpingbutch - @obx-pogues-4-life - @mitchloveswriting - @p-prettybitch - @gwynschampagne - @slut4booksx - @ellallheart - @shay-https - @namacissi - @lyn07 - @caseysalvatore - @mysticmolina - @dangerdolns - @inkandpen22 - @beebeerockknot - @im-broliet - @princessalana - @princesspogue - @ayeitsjustmee - @instabull - @sexyfoxlady - @80strashbag - @onlyangel-444 - @a-j-stuffs - @clinelyn - @saintgwyn - @bubs-world - @sdawn03 - @boldlypessimistic
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Hey! I just found your paradise on earth story and finished it in a day! Your writing is amazing! I was just wondering if you were continuing the story?!
Hi! In a whole day?? wow, that's dedication lol. Thank you, I'm happy to hear you liked it. Yes, I am going to continue the story although my posting schedule will be a bit spontaneous for now. I'll try my best to keep it consistent but I don't want to get people's hopes up in case I can't meet the weekly deadline.
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thinking of doing a rewrite to the rewrite once i’m finished with season 3 since i feel like my writing has grown a little, and rereading my work has made me cringe and think of better ways it could have been written
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