olivia was silent in her steps when she made it to john b's house, it was quiet other than the occasional glass clinking. "hey." she said silently as she leaned on the doorway, "olivia look, i'm sorry i didn't mean anything i said to you."
"oh you didn't mean that i was just like every other kook in the outer banks, all dirty rich and perfect?" she chuckled, he sighed. "yeah i was just mad and i know i might've just cost my friendship with you but i'm still so sorry." he walked up to her. "john b, it's okay. i'm not mad, just a little hurt you said that. and if there's anything i can do..." she trailed off to look in his eyes, "it's okay liv. i got it covered." he takes his hand and cradles her cheek, "what happened there?" he pointed it out and she shook her head.
"nothing happened. i'm just stupid is all." she joked, "you're not stupid. what happened." she looked around and back to him. "nothing." and there was that moment again, the one where john b dropped his eyes to her lips and back to her own, she looked towards the floor this time though because this was definitely not the right time, he just yelled at her for christ's sake. "i'm helping you clean whether you like it or not."
he nods to himself before blowing raspberries and walked through the whole house to clean up everything those crazy men had thrown to the ground in order to find some stupid compass.
pizza boxes upon pizza boxes were in a mountain now outside on the ground and they still weren't done, olivia spotted a picture on the floor of john b and his dad years ago and she chuckled when she picked it up. "i assume that you'd want to keep this beauty?" she shows him the picture frame and he smiles slightly. "yeah, keepsake. treasure, if you will." he jokes and places it back on a table set up perfectly. she couldn't help but keep looking back to the picture and hoping that big john was still out there. because if she believed in it, john b believed in it a little more too.
they were both outside now as the boy put the cork board of his family tree on top of the pile of pizza boxes and other random cardboard things. john b took out a match book and flicked one into the makeshift mountain and it started up in flames.
it struck something in him when he saw the cork board now flaming and he grabbed a stick to fish it out as fast as he could. "liv. come here." he gestures to the now almost burnt piece on the ground and she stepped beside him. "yes?"
"wait that's so cute. johnny look, there's someone in your family tree that has the same name as me." she smiled at the burnt board and he gasped. "wait olivia you're a genius!" he pulled her in for a hug. "i am?" she asked confused. "get in." he pointed towards the volkswagen and pushed her towards it.
"uhhh... okay?" but she does as she's told and gets in the passenger seat, "is this gonna be another fucked up adventure type thing that will most likely have us dead in a ditch?" her nerves got the best of her as she started to tap her fingers against her bare thigh. "you'll just have to wait and see now won't you liv?" he winked. "please you're such a dork." she chuckles lowly, "only a dork for you miss cameron." he says in a silly voice, "your way with words john routledge, it makes me melt."
"well cool down cause it's about to get good." he winks again and she playfully nudged at him, "get a life, you doofus."
"olivia i do have a life. it revolves around making you smile and finding my dad." her eyes softened, about the sad part but played it off as if it didn't affect her like it did, "me? you're too kind." she sighs dreamily. after a bit of silence olivia speaks up again, "we're gonna find him john b." and his smile is the brightest she's seen it in such a long time.
the bus came to a stop and the horn beeped whilst olivia stared out the window. "let's ride." jj's voice pulled her from her thoughts. "oh not tweedle dumb and tweedle dumber!" olivia groaned playfully. "shut up you bitch, get in the back." jj rushes towards her side. "no queen rides shotgun you get in the back bitch." she scoffs, "i'll fight you to the death olivia cameron, get your little ass in the back." and that almost caused a big argument between the two best friends but pope, being his awesome lifesaving self had pulled jj with him to get in the back.
kiara's stop was next, pope came out of the wreck and told the three of them she wasn't coming. "what'd you do olivia?" jj quickly assumed it was her and she sighed heavily. "jj if you would kindly shut up. i'll go talk to her. she likes me better anyway" she hopped out and turned back to look at jj with a warning look."jj if you take my seat i'll kill you in front of a live studio audience!" he snickered and got into the front seat anyway.
after some serious begging and pleading coming from olivia to kiara, she finally gave in with a groan and olivia walked out with a triumphant look on her face and a grumpy looking kie holding onto her hand. "better than you could ever do heyward." she giggled and pushed kiara into the back. "jj i told you i'd kill you if you took my spot." she said with faux anger in her voice so she got in the back and put him into a chokehold. "give me my spot back or i'll tighten."
"that's. what. she. said." he pretended like he could barely breath and she laughed, "you're lucky you're sexy maybank or you'd be dead." and in that moment john b's heart dropped within him, was olivia just a flirty type of person or did she actually like jj? he didn't know but he pushed those feelings aside because there was no possible way olivia cameron liked someone like jj maybank. no matter if he was sexy or not.
"she's just kidding john b, don't worry." kiara whispered to him as she placed a hand to squeeze his shoulder reassuringly with. he shrugged, "yeah i know." that kind of relieved him but he still felt that pit in his stomach.
the two best friends would playfully argue about whatever they could and pope tried shutting them up. anyone in their right mind would know everytime pope yelled at the two, kiara's eyes would roll because it seemed like she was the only one who knew there was no way of shutting up her two best friends.
it was nighttime by the time john b had gathered the pogues back together in the volkswagen and drove to wherever he was going. olivia's eyes dropped from the tiredness that was overcoming her and she was pulled back to reality once her best friend spoke up as he was rolling a blunt.
"you mind if i relax on this one? it's been a long day and a lot of weird stuff's gone down, i'm just gonna lay low. oh did you want a hit of this?" jj turned his attention towards pope who had the same look of tiredness on his face as olivia but it fell into more of a bitch face when jj started talking to him. "i keep the signal clear." olivia thinks it's because the boy doesn't want to jeopardize his plans at a life that he can make a career out of... probably.
"dude, okay. do you understand that your problem is that you don't get creative? if you got creative, then—"
"jj no one wants to hear—" olivia cut him off but then she was cut off by john b, "look, i-i know i was wrong about the lighthouse, alright? and pretty much wrong about everything else going on but i-i was right about one thing. okay? my dad is trying to tell me something." her head lulled back listening to him talk and once she heard his voice turn into an echo and suddenly disappear, she was asleep with her head against the window.
she woke up to jj smacking her lightly on the face with a silly look on his face. "your face is the most unpleasant to wake up to." she muttered with a fake gag and hopped out of the front seat slowly and carefully so she wouldn't fall over and make a fool out of herself. or more like give jj another reason to absolutely torture her with remarks she sometimes finds offensive.
john b pulled them along again and this time it was to one of the scariest places to be at night... the cemetery for christ's sake. olivia looked around the darkened area in front of her with an itch that someone was watching her. whether it was a real ghost or just the fact that john b's sad eyes kept wandering back to her in search of clarity that she was just joking around with the blonde boy.
"this place is scary" kiara pulled her from her thoughts, "you've got that right. can we hurry it up? i'm hungry, cold, and we're in a cemetery how fun can that be?" her sarcasm made jj and john b chuckle while pope looked around as scared as she did. kiara grabbed onto olivia's hand and followed the three boys.
"what are we doing here anyway?" olivia piped up again and shivered at the creepiness of the place. "you know how you're tryna remember a song and you can't remember who sings it?" he received a yes from the two girls behind him. "so redfield. this whole time, i thought it was a place right?"
"but it's not a place. it's a person." he tipped the lantern up towards a large stone building with dead vines and moss sticking to it, REDFIELD in large stone letters displayed on the top and another shiver ran down her back.
"voi-effing-la."
"see my great grandmother, olivia redfield." john b looked back to the four behind him and jj snorted out a laugh. "haha liv, you got the same name as some old dead lady."
"haha jj, you're gonna be some old dead lady if you don't shut up." she mocked his tone and grabbed his flashlight from his hand.
"help me with the door." john changed the subject again and walked towards the large stone door that held dead people in. she was really hoping they didn't come back and were just waiting for the right time to attack them. no mercy. none.
she gripped john b and jj's hands and tried to hoist herself up but john b stopped her, "what do you think you're doing?" his brow furrowed as he looked into her blue eyes. "helping you." she gave him a duh look and he shook his head quickly. "no if anything, jj can go in there but not you."
"let me do this john b, kiara and i are the smallest ones and- no offense kie- but she's a little too scared to go into a place where the dead lay." she made her point and he took it with a shrug, "none taken. i'll let you get eaten by zombies. not me." and olivia almost laughed, she was thinking the exact same thing.
john finally gave in and she hopped his hand again. "be careful." his eyes were filled with fear and worry but she pushed her feelings aside for now. "i'll b—"
her reassuring words were cut off by a sharp hiss beneath her and she jumped as high as her legs could take her and that was pretty high since her adrenaline kicked in and a snake just hissed at her.
this is where i get bitten and die. glad it's not zombies. she thought. snakes are worse!
her heart was racing so fast that she heard it in her ears and also the sounds of jj barking at the thing like it was actually scared of him. "at this point i hope you get bit jj." she nudges his shoulder and he looked at her with fake offense. "let me catch it so you can keep it as a pet. since you're a snake."
"eat my dick maybank." she smiled sarcastically and he made another remark towards her but she quit listening because she was set and determined to be pushed over a 700 pound wall to find whatever the hell john b was actually looking for.
"let's try this again." she huffed and moved towards the stone again but kiara and pope stopped her and pulled the dead vines away from the hole so she could fit through effortlessly this time.
"okay, what am i looking for?" she looked to the four in front of her holding the dead vines. "you'll know when you see it." john b said softly and she nodded. "boost me." she gestured to jj and he put his hands down below his knees and clasped them together making a sort of net with his hands. "seen this in the movies hundreds of times."
"yeah seems promising. shut up will you?" she thumped him on the forehead and stepped on his hands before thrusting herself over the wall and into the dark room that smelt just like you would think it did, deadly and... funeral homey.
she flashed the flashlight around for a few moments and heard someone ask if she saw anything but she shook her head. a few more seconds of going in a circle around herself her eye caught something. a package? and she took it in her hand carefully because she didn't want to actually touch anything in there since... well this is john b's family and isn't it disrespectful to touch the dead? no matter how old they are.
she felt relief wash over her after she did grab it when the hand of the dead woman didn't move to grip her arm, she sighed heavily but immediately gagged for the sake of her sanity, she was breathing in dust from the dead.
for bird.
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|kaylee's note!|
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