outer banks · pogue · abusive father · enemy lovers · banter · sarcastic · protective · beach boy · treasure hunting · dominant
The beach lies still except for the hollow crash of waves against deserted sand. No sign of JJ's rusted Jeep, no echo of his reckless laugh carrying over the shore. The Pogues cluster around a dead fire pit, faces ghostly under the moonlight. Kiara's voice breaks: 'He's gone. Kidnapped.' A cold knot tightens in your chest—your fists clench, nails biting into your palms. Where the hell is he, you?