@Lisa-ix1dt

1 month ago

WHAT THEY DON’T KNOW WON’T KILL THEM, RIGHT?

characters/relashionships
john b- best friend, close, protective of you

pope- close friend, protective of you, laughs at your jokes

jj- brother, has a love-hate relationship, gets frustrated with you often but quickly realizes and it goes back to normal

kiara- frenemy, gets jealous when your hanging with jj, even though your siblings, she’ll hang out with you and is still kind of a girls-girl to you

sarah- super best friend, gives you advice, keeps your secrets, will lie and die for you, can trust her with anything

y/n- you! total badass, gets in trouble often, police officers like her because she always makes jokes with them, even when she’s in trouble, plays electric guitar, skates, can have an attitude, smokes/drinks, does risky stuff, laughs a lot, fun to be around, life of the party, rides motorcycles

backstory!
jj and y/n are at it again. y/n is pissed, she wanted to go surfing with jj, but he has plans with kiara. jj won’t let her surf alone

y/n’s pov

“well then let me go alone!” i’m getting frustrated. jj only wants to do what he wants, it’s always me that doesn’t get to do anything

“no, your not going alone” he stays stern on the little rule that he made up

“you don’t make kie go alone! we’re basically the same age” i argue

“well first of all, your three years younger than her and also, im not in charge of kiara” he isn’t raising his voice and its making me mad. i just want to yell at each other, like usual.

“of course, it’s always im not in charge of her, well guess what, your not in charge of me either, dad is” i stick my tongue out to him childishly

“you know dad’s off the island, and until he comes back, yeah, i am in charge of you” hes packing stuff into a bag, i guess for whatever he’s doing with kiara.

“it’s always about kiara. remember when you’d hang out with me?” i try to guilt trip him

“kiara doesn’t get into trouble constantly” his voice raises

“well i do! you fù€k her and fù€k you too!”

“watch your mouth, y/n” he spits out, stopping what he’s doing

“literally says you, you always say that!”

“i don’t have time to argue with you” he dismisses, picking up the bag and throwing it over his shoulder

i roll my eyes and watch him leave.

“and don’t even thinking about surfing!” he yells before he slams the door. there’s a storm coming from down south, the waves will be wicked. i really want to go.

i watch him drive away on his bike. i make sure he’s gone before going to his room and taking his surf board. what he doesn’t know won’t kill him, right?

time skip

i get to the beach. i watch the wild waves for a few minutes. i tighten my bikini strap and start paddling out. topper and the kooks are out here. this is a pogue sport, but whatever

“what you doin out here alone y/n?” rafe asks as we all wait for the waves to pick up more

“surfing…?” i say in a judgemental way, literally what else am i supposed to be doing on a dark day on the water sitting on my surfboard

he rolls his eyes.

around thirty minutes later, i see a good wave coming so i start paddling out. i feel the rush that i crave, the adrenaline. i hop up on my board swiftly, biting my bottom lip as i try to stay up. the white water spreads quickly, breaking ontop of me. i’m in the barrel, trying to keep calm. if i don’t get out of the barrel in time, it’ll crash down on me.

all of a sudden, im trapped underwater, my board attached to my ankle is tugging from the waves that keep crashing on it. my foot is struck in some rocks, but i can’t grab them bacause the current keeps pulling me up

kooks pov

“where’d y/n go? did she leave?” topper asks, squinting

“is that her board? guys, that’s her board” kelce announced quickly, his eyes widening

“don’t just sit here go help her!” sofia begs rafe

“i got it, i got it” he assures her. he jumps ontop of his board and unhooks his leash. he dives under water, the colt saltwater stinging his eyes. he follows y/ns leash and sees her underwater, unconscious. protectiveness surges through him. he takes a deep breath and swims to the bottoms of the reef to try and grab her…

kiara’s point of view

jj just picked me up from the wreck. john b, pope, and sarah are all in the twinkie. we are going to hang out at the beach.

“where y/n?” i ask as i hop in

“didn’t bring her, she was being a bitch” i can tell jj is frustrated

“you can’t just leave her because you argued, she’s your sister” pope chimes in

“yeah, i wanna go see her. she can come jj” sarah’s holding onto john b “turn around, we’re going to get her” she tells john b

he nods and turns around “ok, but im warning you now, she’s in a hell of a mood.” he crosses his arms and pulls me into his lap

few minutes later

sarahs point of view!

“i’ll go get her” i say, hopping out of the truck happily. knocks on the door and y/n doesn’t answer. i just open the door and walk in “y/n!” i shout, looking around for her. there’s a honk outside coming from the twinkie, telling me to hurry up. i look in her room, not there. i look in jj’s room, she’s not there. but, jj’s board isn’t there. i realize she left to surf. i groan, knowing there’s definitely going to be some drama between the maybank kids. i’m not going to tell the pogues, i’ll just say she wasn’t there. what they don’t know won’t kill them, right?

let me know if you want a part two 🤘

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