Suddenly, the three of us hear sirens and look over to see a police car headed our way. Immediately we run to the car, knowing that waiting for Kie and John B will just screw us all.
Once we escape the cops, JJ drops me off at the beach for my later shift as a lifeguard.
The next day, shit goes crazy.
̶̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶
̶̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶
While I was at work, the others went to John B's ancestor's grave and found some map his dad left for him. Now, we're in his house again, still trying to solve this mystery.
"Holy shit," whispers John B after unrolling the map. We all crowd around him.
"'X' marks the spot," Pope points out.
John B then pulls out a tape recorder with a message from Big Routledge.
"...I'll see you on the other side."
It ends.
John B falls against the wall, sobbing.
Big Routledge started something, now we're gonna finish it.
̶̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶
It's late at night, and we're all lounging on John B's dock as Kie mindlessly strings her ukulele.
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𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 - rafe cameron (obx)
FanfictionStella Vandenburg realizes that loving a criminal makes you just as guilty as they are _lowercase intended in first TWO chapters only. otherwise, proper grammar is intended. _fem!oc x rafe. _enemies to lovers. _a little oc x jj. _season 1-3 complete...