BRIZO 2 | 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

30

Maybe if we get to South America... Maybe if we get there on time to save him... Maybe everything can be different. We could start over. The search for El Dorado could stop. We already found the Merchant, reporting the wreck can make us rich in a second. That should be enough for a while for our dad.

Maybe I still can graduate. Maybe Pops will be there, sitting next to the Heywards, watching and clapping and yelling that's my kid as I walk the stage to get my diploma. That would be really cool.

And celebrating our eighteenth birthday, that's gonna be awesome. He can't miss that. John B and I have been planning it since we turned fifteen. It's gonna be epic. Best party The Cut has ever seen. Dad can't miss it.

And, I'm not planning on getting married before my twenties, but it'll happen eventually, I hope. Dad has known about JJ forever, he can't miss the day he finally proposes. Am I supposed to have my wedding without my father? Hell, no.

It doesn't matter how badly he has screwed up. He's still my father. And I can't imagine my life without him. Who would I blame for all my troubles then?

"You've been quiet for a while. It's weird. You're creeping me out." John B whispers.

"Sorry," I laugh. "I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"About dad." I inhale, filling my lungs with air, before letting it out in a heavy sigh. "I'm gonna give him a second chance, I think."

"You are?" John B asks surprised.

"Yeah," I chuckle, "I just... I don't think I can handle it if he... You know."

"Yeah, me neither, Bee J."

"You don't have to call me that, John B."

"Why not?" He laughs, "The Pogues call you that now."

"Just 'cause you weren't there that night."

"Did you really throw Topper to the floor and drive his truck?"

"You can bet your ass I did." I state proudly.

Neither of us can help it. We burst out laughing, sitting together in a cold cell with multiple officers looking our way with frowns on their faces, startled by our sudden outburst.

Shoupe comes into view, raising his bushy eyebrows looking at us. We shut up, clearing our throats. The older man just rolls his eyes, and pulls his keys out of his pocket, unlocking the door.

"We can go?" John B stands up quickly.

"Yeah," Shoupe nods his head, opening the door for us. "But y'all stay out of trouble for now, all right?"

"Can't make you any promises, Shoupe!" I cheer, running out of the precinct.

John B and I run together, waving goodbye to the cops that look at us with disappointed frowns. We honestly couldn't care less. We're jumping, singing, yelling at the top of our lungs. 

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hello! this a very very short chapter, i know. i've been trying to finish writting the whole thing, and i only have one chapter left. the idea is to then post them all at the same time creating a very chaotic event. 

anyway, i've also been having a few weird months so that's why i've also been a little gone. alsoooo... (i can't seem to catch a break) i've been writting a stranger things fanfic that i'm so excited to eventually post here so that's another reason why i've been a little bit over the place. 

i'm very very very excited about this new fic, if you love brizo as much as i do you'll love the new main girlie, she's even more badass and sarcastic than my girl Bee.

so yup. that's what up with me. as taylor swift would say, a lot going on right now. but yeah. i think i've been trying to avoid finishing writing this, because everytime i finish writing a obx season i get extremely sad about not writing about brizo and her friends. it's kinda crazy how us, rational human beings can get so attached to fictional beings, isn't it?

well, i have nothing else to say i think, so yup. thank you guys so much for reading! i hope you're all okay and as happy as you can feel. i'll see you on the next chapter!

-circe