Trip to Jamaica (Part 4: Beach)

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Heyo everyone! Happy Fool's Day! This ain't a joke chapter though, I don't really like pulling pranks on others. So as always, all images, songs and videos used don't belong to me, they belong to their rightful owners. Now on to the chapter!

☀️Sunday Morning☀️

*Claire's POV*
We've been in Jamaica for three weeks now, spending time with our families and each other.

Suzy attended her sister's funeral and went through the process to become her nephew's guardian, so all the serious problems were out of the way.

Even then, we promised to have a fun time while we were here. So today, we were going to the beach.

"C'mon Claire! We gotta go! The beaches are always packed on the weekends, we've gotta go get a spot." Suzy was calling for me since I was still dressing myself.

"I'm ready." I stepped out the bedroom, fully dressed in my blue blouse and overalls.

"I can't wait to see how the swimsuit looks on you, now let's go!" Everyone else was already in the car with their stuff, so I was the only one left to get in.

"Okay everyone, ready to go to the beach?" I got in and started the car.

"Yeah!" Everyone yelled.

"Then let's go!" Driving out the Airbnb, we made our way to the beach.

"Daddy what's that?" I heard Junior ask Whitty.

"Claire stop the car!" I did as Whitty said and pulled over to the side.

"What's wrong Whitty?"

"There's a crocodile in the road." He pointed to a good distance up the road.

"Well the signs do say beware of crocodiles, wasn't expecting to encounter one though." I heard the car door open.

"Pico, what are you doing?" He went up the road to the crocodile.

"I'm going to kill it." I jumped out the  car after him.

"You can't do that! What if we get fined? We can't go killing the animals here!" I yelled at him.

"Well it's not moving out the way." He pointed his gun at the crocodile.

"Wait a minute." I put my hand in front of Pico.

"Why isn't it moving?" Picking up a stone, I threw it close to the crocodile.

"It didn't react to the stone?" Grabbing another rock, I hit it on it's back.

"I don't think it's alive." Despite being scared, I went up to the crocodile.

Using my foot to shift its tail, I realized that it was dead.

"So there's a dead crocodile in the road, what do we do?" I went back to the car to tell everyone.

"We just have to wait for someone else to come and help out." Suzy suggested, so Pico and I stayed by the crocodile and waited for another car to come.

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