Now I'm stranded on some island, with absolutely no sense of direction as to what will happen next.
I sigh.
I wonder where he is right now.
"Hey, Stel!" Pope says, freeing me from my mind.
"Hm?"
"Show Cleo and Sarah that body-flip thing you can do in the water."
"Really? Now?"
"Yeah! Chop chop, we don't have all night!"
I laugh and do as requested, for as much guilt and worry I may feel right now, I feel at home. That's what matters most.
But I know for a fact that this is not the happy ending. In fact, it's not an ending at all.
This is just the beginning.
̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶
̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶«̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶ ̶̶̶ ̶»̶ ̶̶̶ ̶ ̶
𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀
"Fuck!"
I grab my bare foot in pain, rubbing on the area on which I dropped the bulky brown coconut.
"Typical, Stella. God," I mutter to myself as I return the many coconuts I spilled to my bag and sling it over my shoulder.
Yep.
I was put on coconut duty.
It's not like I wanted the easy job, you know.
I tried stabbing fish with JJ, but ended up stabbing Cleo's foot instead.
I tried collecting herbs and stuff with Kie, but couldn't differentiate the stuff that would feed you and the stuff that would make you shit yourself to death.
I even tried building stuff with John B, but everything fell apart at my touch.
At first I wanted to do something using my new gun, like shooting birds or something. But I ran out of ammo before I could actually hit anything.
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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...