✧*̥˚RISK TAKERS *̥˚✧ J.M 3

023

By nightfall, the band was still playing and Aria was still heartbroken. She wiped the tears from her eyes as she sniffled, walking over to the table where Sarah stood.

Sarah was quick to make eye contact, both of their eyes puffy.

"JJ?" Sarah asked, finishing a glass of wine. Aria hummed with a nod. "John B?"

"Yeah. I came clean to him. He freaked. I don't blame him." Sarah shook her head, angry with herself.

Aria tucked her hair behind her ear, rubbing Sarah's arm in a comforting manner as Sarah leaned her head on the girls bare shoulder.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey." Topper rushed over, Sarah lifting her head. "Are you okay? I watched you chug that. Are you crying? What's going on?"

Sarah glanced at him, sniffling. "Nothing." She began to cry, Topper bringing her in, holding her tightly.

Aria shifted, her eyes falling back to John B's silhouette. She feel the anger radiating off of him as he stared at Sarah and Topper.

"Sarah." Aria warned, hitting her arm softly as John B began to walk over.

Sarah lifted her head, her arms falling to her side as she ran her eyes over his appearance.

John B shoulder bumped the server, not flinching nor apologetic as glass shattered from his hit, the kid having his arms up.

"John B." Sarah attempted to grab him, his arms flying to meet hers as he nearly shoved her.

"Get out of my way." He seethed. His hands came to fly against Toppers chest, watching as the boy tripped back a few steps. "Feel good about yourself?"

Topper had his hands up. "We're not doing this here, bro."

"Feel good about messing up relationship?" John B hummed, pushing him once more as Sarah tried to get between them.

"I'm not ruining their party." Topper shook his head, feeling eyes from all around him, the loudness of John B had everyone curious.

John B cocked a brow, not backing down. "That's what you're worried about? Feel good about yourself?"

Sarah grabbed his arm, spinning him around to face her as she breathed heavily. "For once in your life would you just turn around and walk away?"

Aria drew her bottom lip between her teeth, locking eyes with John B, she glanced back at Topper, the back to him.

"Hey, no hard feelings, bro." Topper teased, the cockiness in his voice made Arias stomach turn as she watched John B blink. "We good?"

John B slowly turned around, running his eyes over his fist before bringing his fist and flying it into the side of the Kooks face. Topper groaned, hitting the grass harshly as Sarah whined.

The brunette shook his hand, feeling the pain in his knuckles. "You like that shit, Top? Huh? Huh?"

Everyone gasped, holding their hands over their mouths as they watched. Aria breathed, looking at JJ with panic.

John B continued to lay his fist into his face, blood spewing as Aria looked away, covering her mouth at the sight.

Mike Carrera hurried to pull the boy off, slamming his palms in John B's chest. Aria stepped in front of John B, defending him against the older man. "Please, Mr. Carrera. He's going to leave."

In the heat of the moment, Mike reached towards her, tossing her aside gently. JJ huffed a breathe, coming out of no where to shove the man's chest. "Don't ever put your hands on her!"

"JJ." Aria gaped, shaking her head. "Go! Go! Both of you!"

She watched them both leave the scene, Topper still laying lifeless with his mother holding his face, Sarah in tears.

Aria glanced up at her mother, the woman raising a brow with a smile on her face as she stared at the Pogues.

Aria shook her head at the snarky woman she called her mother. Aria rushed to the boat, both of the boys glancing up at her with confusion.

"Get off the island." Aria urged, helping untie the boat quickly. "Seriously. The Thorntons press charges, we know what happened with Pope. Do you want a repeat of last year?"

John B shook his head, swallowing as he turned over his shoulder. "Thank you, Aria."

"I'm sorry, John B." Aria apologized, her hands shaking. "Be careful, okay? Please."

JJ nodded, his eyes snapping up to meet hers as she cupped his cheeks. Aria brought her lips to his temple, squeezing her eyes shut momentarily. "Take care of yourself. Both of you. Now, go. Go."

Aria watched the boat engine turn on, the sound of paramedics in the distance. In a blink of an eye, the two Pogues were off into the water.

topper got his shit rocked and god
am i glad.