NARRATORS POV:
Darla paces the boat.
She looks at the time, then out among the island. The time, then out among the island.
What if Singh did them in, and has Jimmys phone.
What if they take her back, and kill her sooner than she was supposed to.
She holds her stomach, feeling ill.
That's when she sees her scar from the other day. It's still red.
The burns are less vibrant. The cuts go deeper.
She checks the time to distract herself.
"6:15, come on, you guys." She mumbles to herself.
Footsteps can be hear scratching against the cobblestones beside the dock the boats resting at.
It alarms Darla, causing her to investigate almost immediately.
She climbs down the stairs, only praying and begging the lord for it to be the pogues.
She leans up against the boat, where she can't be seen, closing her eyes and crossing her fingers.
She exhales, walking away from the boat and onto the dock.
Her eyes widen.
"JJ?" She walks out, revealing herself to who she thinks it may be.
And as the figure turns, only her heart could recognise that face from any crowd.
He stares, pulling his hat away from his head in awe.
"JJ." She repeats, this time softer and less tense, knowing who it was. "J."
She walks faster, and that quickens to a run.
JJ snaps back into reality, walking towards her as she comes sprinting towards him.
She throws herself into his arms as he tightly wraps them around her torso.
She weakens, feeling too many emotions all at once.
Her eyes become glossy again.
"I'm so glad you're safe, I'm so glad you're safe." He whispers as her head buries on his shoulder.
She smiles a little before breaking from the hug which felt like two stars aligned.
She looks into his eyes, now closer to them. "I- I never thought I'd see you again." She sniffles, holding his face.
He smiles brightly. "Well, I'm here now, Darl. It's me." He can't help but pull her back in for another hug. He missed her so much, too much. So much his heart ached because it felt something missing.
Darla looks up from the hug when she hears Cleo's laugh.
She sees the rest of the group coming towards her with glee.
"Oh my god." She chuckles, it feels like forever since she saw them.
Cleo and Kie immediately grab her in for a hug.
Cleo looks down at her pyjamas. "Well, girl. Where you get them!"
She wipes away a few tears. "Felt crafty."
"Oh, Darl. I missed my other half." Kie cries, hugging her tight.
Darl smiles as Kie kisses her on the head about a thousand times.
Sarah grabs her face. "My Darla is alive!"
Darla's eyes squint as everyone joins into the hug.
"We really thought you were dead." Pope sobs.
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SINCERELY, YOUR DARLA. || ~ jj maybank.
Fanfiction"I cant keep pretending, Darl, so what are we?" "What?" _______________________________________________ Darla and JJ have been best friends since their youth, spending all of their childhood together into their teens, they share a lot of interests...
