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  WHEN ELI WOKE UP HIS HEAD WAS POUNDING beyond belief. He sat up in place, letting his eyes open slowly, however, upon seeing his surroundings, he was shocked. The walls were an ugly brown color, and the room smelled of beer and weed, he sighed, shaking his head.

What in the hell did he get himself into?

"I'm gonna kill Kira." He mumbled, pushing himself off of the dingy couch, scratching his arm slightly.

The Worthington boy found his shoes not too far away and lazily put them on, then, he slowly walked around the front porch he was on, looking for someone, anyone. It wasn't everyday he ended up in some random house he had never seen before, and this was a poor house which made it even more out of the ordinary. Once he seen the front door, he pushed it open and walked outside.

"Where the fuck am I?" Eli groaned, hearing screaming and laughing from the back which of course, he followed. It led him to a short dock where he found Kira, Pope, JJ, Kiara, and John B all together.

He slowly made his way over, not in the mood to be social or do anything in all honesty. He didn't even remember how he got there, or why he got drunk, but now he had to deal with it and whatever consequences it held. Deep down, be probably enjoyed being with the Pogues but, he'd never tell anyone that.

"What up, losers?" He spoke, rubbing a hand across his face slowly, Pope and JJ who were watching some sort of monitor turning their attention towards him quickly after.

"You're finally awake." The Heyward boy said, turning back to the screen in front of him. "Kira has been waiting for you literally all morning."

"So has Pope." JJ chuckled at himself, his best friend shoving him over harshly. "Ouch."

"I was not waiting for anything, I was just wondering when you'd get out of your drunk coma." Pope shrugged lightly at that, not even looking in the direction of the other boy. "You know, like everyone else."

"Right. I'm sure thats what it was." Eli grinned lightly, taking a seat on the dock, his head was still hurting and he needed to stay still. "What are you losers doing with an ROV?"

"See? He knows what it is." The Heyward boy pointed out, shaking his head before he turned to the Worthington boy. "How do you know what it is again?"

"We compete with each other for some of the best fucking grades on Kildaire island, how would I not know what it is?" Elijah questioned, rolling his eyes slightly. "I'm a Kook, not dumb."

"We have to go at slack tide!" Kiara interrupted, climbing up the ladder with Kira and John B following behind her pretty closely.

"Yeah, we just have to wait for the right weather, and today is not that day." Pope agreed, nodding his head up towards the sky where dark clouds were forming and thunder was beginning to rumble.

"Any of you want to tell me what the fuck is going on?" Eli asked, placing a hand on his forehead, being the only one left out of the loop.

The teens all looked at each other, contemplating whether or not they should tell him what was happening. Kira shrugged, knowing that it was not her secret to tell in the first place. Then there was somewhat of a general consensus that they could tell him, as long as he agreed to keep his mouth shut, everyone figured the Heyward boy could make him do that.

"I'll tell you everything." Pope spoke, nodding his head towards the tire swing at the other end of the yard for them to go towards.

This should be interesting.

ELI'S JAW BASICALLY DROPPED UPON HEARING THE words come out of Pope's mouth. The Royal Merchant was real, and the Pogues were going to find it. To a point, the boy had to admit he found it attractive how smart his frenemy was, but that was not something he was going to bring up in the moment.

He was still entirely dumbfounded.

"I have to hand it to you, Poguey. You have outdone yourself." The Worthington boy said to him with a smile and pat on the shoulder. "Props to you."

"That's it? No Kook blackmail or trying to ask for a cut of the money?" Pope asked carefully, tilting his head to the side in confusion.

"I'd hate to break it to you but, i'm rich." Eli shrugged lightly. "Why would I try to take the money you guys earned? I'm a dick but, I'm not that much of a dick."

"I guess you're not." The Heyward boy smiled giddily, running a hand over his face. "It feels good to talk about it with someone besides them."

"How long has Kira known?" The Worthington boy asked, leaning his back up against a tree while running a hand through his hair.

"She found out this morning, Kiara told her." Pope responded, shrugging his shoulders. "She took it pretty well, they are both planning some save the world things with some of Kie's cut of the money, I guess."

"Sounds like them." Eli rubbed the back of his neck. "So uh, you wanna tell me how I got here last night in the first place? I don't remember seeing you last night."

The Heyward boy laughed at the question before folding his arms over his chest uncomfortably and nodding, "You got really drunk, we found you, brought you back here and put you in a bed with your sister and then you kinda uh, laid on the couch with me?"

The Worthington boy practically choked on his own spit as he stood up straighter, his eyes wide, why the hell would he do that?

"I did what?" Elijah shook his head lightly, his heart beating a bit faster against his own chest, he did his best to stop anything happening with Pope while he was sober, it just couldn't happen. Of course drunk him would do this.

"You crawled onto the couch with me." Pope explained, his eyes pointing towards the ground.

"You didn't stop me?" Eli raised a slight brow. "That's interesting, really interesting."

"Well... I— you know—"

"Let's go back inside." The Worthington boy grinned lightly, knowing how awkward the conversation would get if it continued on, he already knew what they were both thinking.

"Yeah, good idea." Pope walked off faster than normal, his face feeling hot of embarrassment.

Why could neither of them just admit what they were feeling?

THE NEXT MORNING ELIJAH WAS WITH TOPPER AND RAFE, being there solely because Sarah had asked him to try to make amends. He was dreading the time, and he hated golf, which didn't make it any better. However, he smiled upon seeing Pope walking up the hill towards them with bags in his hands.

"I don't think he's a member." The Cameron boy commented almost immediately as the Worthington boy was going to wave at the Heyward boy.

"It's fine—.. just... just let him go." Topper replied, shaking his head, he was always nervous to stand up to Rafe, a complete and utter push over.

"Rafe, I swear to god, you better leave him alone." Eli let out a frustrated sigh, he had known the boy for years, hell, he was his sisters best friend and he didn't want things to get any more complicated than they already were.

"They put a gun to his head, bro." Rafe shook his head, his eyes laser focused on the Heyward boy. "Yours too if I recall, actually."

"It's fine, it's fine. Let's just go." Topper insisted, placing a hand on he Cameron boys chest to try to push him backward. "Let's just get your ball, man. Leave him alone."

The eldest Kook nodded, stepping forward to reach for his ball but, instead he pushed it forward, letting it roll down the hill and towards the only Pogue in the vicinity.

"I'm going to punch him in the face." Eli mumbled, following behind the man.

As long as he  didn't do anything stupid, Elijah would do his best to stay calm.

"Hey, what's up?" Rafe started to practically barrel at the boy, pointing his golf club at him. "How much for one of those beers, man?"

"They're not for sale." Pope replied timidly, his expression confused as he furrowed his brows. He then tried to go around the boy, but was stopped by the club gently hitting him in the chest.

"Oh, wait, wait, wait. You can give us just one, right?" The boy asked carefully. "It's the least you could do."

"Or you can order one, like everyone else." The Heyward boy said, straightening his shoulders as he tried to appear confidant in his rebuttal.

"Exactly." Eli reached forward, pulling on the Cameron boys collar, "Dude, let's go back to playing. It's not that serious."

He responded by pushing the Worthington boy back slightly, still blocking Pope's path and looking into his eyes.

"You don't get what i'm saying, you—.. you just have so many and we have nothing." Rafe pressed a hand against the boys chest, making the Worthington boy feel like steam was coming out of his ears. "It's not fair."

"Nothin'" Topper agreed, Eli realizing he was probably the biggest follower in the world, one minute he was against this and the next he was going along with it.

"They're not mine." Pope shook his head, still trying to walk forward to no avail. "They're already paid for."

"Let's just get out of here." Elijah sighed, his foot tapping on the ground angrily.

"Already paid for?" Rafe questioned, ignoring his quote unquote friend, poking the golf club at the grocery bag. "You probably stole 'em, right?"

He then broke the bag, making all the groceries fall to the ground with a thud.

"What the fuck, Rafe!" Eli shouted, throwing his hands in the air. "What is wrong with you?"

"You owe me for that!" Pope added on, pointing towards the food onto the ground that had fallen.

"Dude, I don't owe you shit Pogue." The Cameron man replied, stepping up to the Pogue boy.

Then, out of nowhere, the two of them started to fight. Eli let them go at it, feeling like the Heyward boy could best Rafe. However, a few moments later, Topper jumped in and threw him to the ground.

Pissing Eli off completely.

"Back the hell up, Top. Or we're gonna have problems!" Elijah jumped in, pushing Topper back harshly, taking the Kook by surprise. During the time that was happening and his back was turned, Rafe had hit Pope with the golf club in his hand, making him fall back down to the ground again.

"Stay down, bitch!" The Cameron man yelled harshly at the Heyward boy.

Eli rushed forward, tackling Rafe to the ground as he looked backwards, seeing Pope get up to his feet.

"Run!" He yelled, the Heyward boy rushing the other way as he looked back at the boy who just helped him.

Pope wondered why Eli helped, it couldn't be cause he cared about him, right?

AUTHORS NOTE—
Topper and Rafe ENRAGED ME when they did this to Pope istg.

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