𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟

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As morning arrived, the remaining four considered it was best to let John B rest further before returning to check on him later. Some of them needed to head home to change and clean up after the previous night's events, especially those who had been involved in the fight.

When they arrived back at the Château, they found John B pacing back and forth outside, sporting a swollen eye bruised circle under his eye, similar to the one Frankie had on her nose, though hers was smaller and less noticeable. Kiara's treatment had helped the both, and if she hadn't tended to the two, John B's eye bruise would have been worse, as would Frankie's nose. The group sat outside, watching their friend. Kiara and Pope were seated on the couch under the wooden hut, while Frankie perched on a table, with JJ leaned against it.

"Look, I'm callin' it off. All right?" John B eventually spoke up, their heads turning to look at him surpised, "Peterkin said, if I stay out of the marsh, she'll help with DCS."

"Your joking right?" Frankie spoke.

"And you believed her?" JJ questioned.

"Yes, I believe her, JJ." John B replies.

"An actual cop, John B. You believed a cop." JJ replies.

"All I gotta do is stay out of the marsh for a couple days, and she'll help me out." John B explained, "It doesn't help that Frankie wacked Topper with her skateboard and you shooting a gun last night!"

"Excuse me? I saved your ass from Topper drowning you!" Frankie frowned.

"You know what I should have done? I've should of stopped Frankie from letting Topper drown your ass." JJ argues.

"Topper was drowning me?" John B replied.

"Sure looked like it." JJ responded.

"Funny." John B replies sarcastically.

"Have you looked in a mirror?" JJ spoke, pushing himself from the table walking to where John B stood.

"Tell me some more. Come on." John B replied eagerly.

"They always win, don't they, man?" JJ said, "Kooks versus Pogues. They always, always win!" He complained, punching a ball that hung on some rope infront of him, turning round to walk off.

"Look, it's okay!" Kiara then spoke up trying to ease the tension between the two boys.

"No it's not okay!" JJ argued back, turning round to face the group again, "It's is not! They don't want us to go down into the marsh. That means there's something valuable down there, and you know it."

"I agree with JJ on this." Frankie then spoke up, all eyes turning onto her, "What's so important in the marsh? What are they truly trying to hide from us?"

JJ nodded his head to agree with the red head. "I know you do. And I understand why you don't wanna go." He spoke pointing at Pope. "You're the golden boy. You got way too much to risk. And you-"

He nodded his head at Kiara, "I mean, you're already rich as fuck anyway. Why would you bother?" Though the comment only made Kiara frown, hating the fact they always gotta point out the rich side of her.

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