SINCERELY, YOUR DARLA. || ~ jj maybank.

🖤 | 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. (season 2)

I gasp, shaking. "Oh my god!"

"Hey...Hey!" Sarah yelps.

"Help!" John b cries out.

I wave my arms up in the air with all that's left of my strength.

While John b and I splash the water, in attempt to make them see us, Sarah ruffles around behind us, before swimming in front and holding up the merchant gold.

The sun was attracted to it immediately, creating a ray of sunlight beam directly towards the boat.

We desperately cried out for help as she continued holding up the bar.

Her arm starts to get tired, so she pulled it down.

We started to sob, all hope lost. We're stuck out here until we die.

"Oh, Sarah, I'm so sorry I dragged you into all this." John b cried, hugging her.

I sobbed to myself, until suddenly i saw a light flashing from the boat.

"Guys, guys!" I cried.

"W-what?" Sarah shivered.

"They see us!" I point to the flashing light.

The ships horn honked loudly, as we yelled in joy.

We all wrapped out arm around eachother and continued holding it up.

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We climbed onto the ship, it took what felt like forever to finally reach us.

I weakly stumbled across the ship, Sarah and John b following behind.

"Come on, girl, I got you." An old, dark skinned man helped me walk.

He gave us blankets to wrap around our shoulders.

I whimper in exhaustion as he leads us inside.

"Oh man, y'all lucky that we came through here." The man laughs. "Hey, Larry, get some coffee on!"

I hold the blanket tight against my pale and frost infected skin.

We walked up steps to the control room. "Anybody I can call, let 'em know you're okay?" He asks.

John b looks at me. "We don't really have anybody to call."

I scrunch my eyebrows, wondering why he didn't call jj or the others.

"Come on in then, get warm." He invites ye inside.

I slowly walk in, I feel the warm hit my uncovered skin and sigh a breath of fresh relief.

Jazz music echoes inside, he shuts the door behind us. "Have a seat, baby." He gestures toward a seat that looks so comfortable.

I plop down in it, sinking slowly into its leather as the warm blanket consumes me.

"Y'all just made my day a whole lot more interesting." He laughed.

I smile.

Another man comes and gives us steel cups filled with black, warm coffee.

I take it, shielding my hands from its boiling heat with the blanket.

"So where in the hell was y'all trying to go?" He asks.