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－𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯！✫⁂𖦹
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𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔．．．

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"he said it looked something like this." kiara pointed towards the paper in her hand which was a drawing of the well.

"so..." sarah starts but didnt finish

"thats 50 feet down, and they're using 100-feet rope. so i guess this little wagon will go... straight to the gold room."

"who drew this?" olivia asked

"who do you think?" kie looked over to pope who was staring at her.

"olivia! this better work." jj walked over with the gold in his hand. he threw it on the floor "we cant pawn this if there's a giant wheat symbol on it."

olivia picked up the fire torch "its gonna work." the girls got out the twinky and olivia put some goggles on, placing the gold in a tin and started to melt it.

sarah and john b leaned against the tree, canoodling. jj and olivia smiled at one another as she melted the gold. pope sat near julia, watching kiara.

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the twinky stops in front of the pawn shop, the pogues files out of the van.

"hell of a job melting it down, dr. frankenstein." jj speaks while looking down at the gold in the cloth.

"like you could've done better." olivia defends.

"i could have done much better, actually. i took a welding class."

"when?" but olivia doesn't get an answer due to being interrupted by john b.

"whoa, whoa. hey. sh! chill out, okay?"

"easy for you to say. you're not the one that has to pawn this piece of shit off. how did i get this job anyway?" jj complains before walking towards the pawn shops doors.

"cause you're the best liar." pope interjects.

they walk into the shop, the bell ringing as the door opens.

jj walked into the pawn shop as everyone else followed. "i see you buy gold."

"thats what the sign say, dont it?" the woman behind the counter asked sarcastically

"well, i sure hope you but a lot of it, because im about to blow your mind." jj went through the bag

"i aint got much left to blow, so have at it."

"how about them gold apples?" he placed the gold on the glass cabinet infront of him

she chuckled "that aint real."

"that aint real?"

the pawnbroker chuckled again "it cant be"

"feel how heavy it is." jj told her and she struggled to picked it up. "lets get some light on that." she followed his instructions and put a magnifying glass over it which contained a flashlight.

"spray painted tungsten." she said as she turned it around

"spray painted tungsten? really? okay. why don't see how, huh, soft it is?"

"you mind?"

"no, go for it." he folded his arms

she got a hammer and nail and dented it slightly from how soft the gold was. "hold your horses. we aint got to the acid test yet."

"ooh! the acid test." he looked towards everyone "my favourite, guys."

she poured some acid onto the gold, it didnt react "well, it aint plated, and it aint painted."

"ma'am, im telling ya, this is as real as the day is long"

"it looks like somebody tried to melt it down."

"my mom. she had all this jewellery laying around the house, and she thought it was best to— to melt it down. to 'consolidate' it." he made air quotation with his fingers on each hand.

"seven pounds?" she measured the gold "thatd a lot of earrings."

"okay, to be honest, ma'am," he clears this throat "...its really hard to see my mom fall apart with alzheimer's." he looked down

"mm-hm. give me a minute."

"take your time, ma'am." jj's voice broke as she walked away.

the group started to talk and olivia let out a small laugh before clearing her throat and pretending to look around. julia picked up a few items off the shelves and anslysed them, quickly putting an object down as the lady came back.

"i talked to my boss. and, uh, this is what i can do." she placed a check on the counter

"fifty thousand?" jj raised bis eyebrows "you think i walked in here not knowing the spot price? ma'am i onow for a fact this is worth 140, at least."

"well, sweetie, you in a pawnshop. this aint zurich. do i look swiss to you?"

"ninety, or i walk."

"seventy. half price... and, um.. i dont ask questions about where you got this."

"im gonna need that in large denominations, please."

"well, here's the snag. i dont have that much denominated, not here anyway. i can write you a cashier's check."

"cash... no, ma'am. i want the cold hard. thats what that sign says." he pointed to the sign. "cash for gold. and thats what i expect. im gonna get it in cold hard."

"well, i have to send you ti the warehouse. i have the money there. is that all right?"

jj thought for a moment. "where's this warehouse?"

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the pogues find themselves back in the twinky, going to the warehouse to grab the cash for the gold. jj kept the gold in his palm and rubbed it with his finger.

"so they keep money out here?" pope asked

"thats what she said." jj answered before chuckling. "thats what she said." julia also chuckled as she shook her head

"stop." pope demanded and they both pulled a straight face

"ive never heard of resurrection drive." olivia admits

"cause you're rich." the blonde boy spoke

"you've never heard of it either." julia defends the blonde girl who thanks her in return.

"there's nothing but weeds back here." kie looked out the window

"all right, just cause its just weeds, doesn't mean its, like..." jj was interrupted by sirens. he quickly hid the bag in the seat.

barry cocks the gun in john b's face "why dont i go ahead and see them hands in the air. all y'alls hand ip in the air now! you, out if the car! lets go!" he opened the car door and john b got out.

john b walked to the other side and opened the door for everyone. "there you go, pretty girl. here we go! get out the car, lets go! hurry up!"

"we're broke—" jj tries to speak

"shut the hell up!"

"all right! just relax!"

"shut the hell up! shut up!" he shoves the gun into jj's chest

"i'll blow your damn head off! lay down in the ditch! lay down in the ditch! on your goddamn hands and knees! down! put your face on the ground! stay here just like that! put your head down! dont let me see you look up! all right? thats all y'all gotta do." he backs away and goes into the twinky.

julia silently prayed again, she knew barry was one of rafes friends and she knew he wasnt going to kill them. she lifted her head up and saw him search the twinky, sarah had tears in her eyes and jj began to hit the ground in frustration.

john b got up and went into barrys car and hid in the backseat. "all right, y'all just stay just like that. unless you want your brains blown out all over this road, dont move your goddamn heads, okay?" barry ran into his car.

everyone got up and ran towards the car, jj started to hit him while john b was on the floor. julia laughed slightly shaking her head and sitting on the car bonnet. everyone started to fight and once barry was on the ground, olivia hit his back and then his head between her legs and the car door.

"you son of a bitch!" sarah yelled as they all surrounded him

jj pulled down the bandana that was covering his face, from the nose downwards. "i know this piece of shit! he's a basehead!"

"probably knows my brother." olivia says as she looks over at julia, who couldn't help but blush at the mention of him.

"he sells coke to my dad."

"listen, i couldn't hurt any single one of y'all—" barry starts but gets the end of the gun to his face from jj.

julia laughs but quickly stops when everyone tried to get him to chill out. she looks over at olivia and does smoochy lips towards her playfully.

jj goes into his pocket and grabs his id "we got one last stop. lets go see where this son of a bitch lives."

julia hops off the car and skips towards the twinky, getting it and getting comfortable.

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the pogues arrived at the place barry called home.

"welcome to crackhead wasteland." sarah introduced sarcastically

"i dont know about this, man." pope started to feel slightly uncomfortable.

jj got out the car and walked towards the front door. john b watched him carefully "where you going?"

"yo soy justicia." he called out, not turning around.

"you know somebody should probably—" kie hinted

"yeah, i got it." john b sighed, getting out and shutting the door before chasing the blonde boy inside.

the remaining five also got out the twinky, waiting for john b and jj to come back outside from the house.

jj reappeared outside and smiled "all right, so we're looking at five grand each for reparations for puttinf us through that bullshit. sorry about that, y'all." he walked around

"so that's what we're doing now? we're robbing drug dealers?" kie asked

"kiara, let people live a little, yolo." julia shrugged

"this barry guy's gonna find out. and he's gonna cone after us." sarah looked at kie.

"yes, he will. this is not the time to start wilding out." pope snapped

"how'd you like having a gun pulled on you?" jj asked

"relax." john b walked towards him, their faces almost touching.

"he had it right here on you, bro."

"look. we've gotta go get the gold, okay? just give me that shit. we're putting it back." he took the bag of money off jj who pushed him up against the twinky. "do you feel like a tough guy? huh? what are you gonna do when he comes for us?"

"we punch him in the throat."

"yeah, good fucking idea, jj."

"im not putting it back." he gets in the twinky but once he sees no one is joining, he gets out. "what?"

"we're sick of your shit."

"oh, my shit?"

"yeah. yeah. your shit."

"your pulling guns on people shit." kiara agrees

"you acting like a maniac—" pope started

"okay, pope, i took the fall for you, man! know how much i owe because of you?"

"im gonna pay you back, and i didn't ask you to do that!"

"i just did! right here, right now, by myself. you know what? thats exactly what im gonna do. go off by myself" jj grabbed the bag and walked off.

julia followed him, feeling absolutely terrible for what had just gone on. she glanced towards olivia, she could see the worry and shock on the cameron girls face. julia sent olivia a small 'he'll be okay' smile as they ended up being unseeable.

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julia had followed jj all the way to his home. the trip was silent yet comfortable, however, julia didnt know what was about to go on as they walked onto the back porch to see luke working on some mechanical thing.

there was a small awkward silence until jj spoke up. "i've been staying at john b's."

luke replied with a cold tone "i didnt ask where you were staying. i dont care." he put down his tool and stood up. "i knew you'd get hungry."

"that's not why i came back, dad." the boy messed with the bag in his hand

"mm-hm."

"i got the money."

"yeah, I'll believe that when i see it." luke grunted as he got back to work. jj throws the bag on the table and luke picks it up, opening it to find the money.

"25k." jj tells him. his dad chuckles, which causes him and julia to smile.

"i dont onow how you got this. i— i dont even wanna know. you did it. i'll grant you that. you did it." luke sounded absolutely proud of his son.

julia smiled but she couldn't help but feel as something terrible was going to happen. suddenly, she felt the need to pee. julia excused herself to the bathroom. she heard yelling coming from outside and she grew worried, of course she was. julia knew the way luke was, yet she still left them alone. she begged and prayed it was only arguing.

it went quiet but as soon as she stepped back outside, she saw luke ontop of jj absolutely choking the life out of him.

she didnt know what to do. all she could do was try and pull him off. julia jumped onto lukes back and his hands loosened on jj's neck. she felt herself get thrown off him and she groaned in pain as her back his the wooden floor.

jj kneed his dad, causing him to roll off of him. the boy stood up and tried to reach the bag before getting tripped up, landing over julias legs.

luke stood up and kicked jj in his stomach befire grabbing his hair "get up!"

jj started to cough as he got pushed into the wall. his dad started to punch him in the face and the stomach before he got head butted by his son.

the maybank's somehow managed to fly through the net and landed on the floor, against the grass. jj began to beat his father up "you wanna steal from me? you gave me nothing! you gave me nothing but a shitty life! all you ever did was try and scare me! well, guess what, dad?"

julia managed to get up, holding her back in pain as she walked over to jj. "dont do it, j! its not worth it.. dont let him win." she placed her hand on his shoulder.

jj started to cry as he put the wrench down. "i aint scared if you anymore." he got up and sobbed in her arms.

julia couldn't help but think it was all her fault. she had left them alone, she knew what could've happened, and it did because she wasn't there. all she could do now was comfort jj and tell him that it wasnt his fault.

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did the two do something they shouldn't have? maybe. was it worth it? totally. was everyone going to be mad? most definitely.

jj maybank had somehow persuaded julia to buy a hot tub with the money instead of actually use it to pay off his debt from when he got arrested.

the two best friends were sat in the cat hot tub that had disco lights. between the both of them, they had drank around five bottles of champagne. jj's excuse for it was that he had already had a hard day and needed something to distract his mind. julia on the other hand? she didnt need an excuse.

the sound of lights turning on and then the place lighting up scares the three as they look around. "who the hell is that." olivia questions walking towards the noise. their eyes landing on jj and julia in a hot tub. julia looking already shit-face and jj almost there.

"what did you do, jj?"

"i got a jet going straight in my butt right now. y'all should get in immediately, you hear me? salud!" he pours more glasses off alcohol and holding them up.

"how much did this cost?" pope questions looking at all the lights, hot tub, alcohol and pool decorations.

"uh.. well, with the generator, the petrol, and oh, hey, express delivery..pretty much all of it, yeah."

"all of it?"

"yeah, all of it."

"you spent all the money in one day?"

"yeah, burned a hole right through my pocket. but, I mean, like, come on, guys, like, look at this! finest in jet-based massage therapy, that's what they told me." olivia shakes her head. "olivia, what? can't a man have a little luxury in life? come on, all this scrimpin' and scrapin'..I mean, like..guys, we—you only live once, right? enough of this emotional shit. get in the cat's Ass. come on." julia chuckled at his words

"in the what?" olivia asks, slightly surprised.

"in the cat's ass. that's what i named her. oh, hey, yo, I almost forgot," he turns on the disco lights. "huh? Yeah, that's right, I know. disco mode. that's right, baby!"

"are you kidding me?" pope exclaims. "you could have paid for restitution!"

"or literally given it to any charity!" kie joins in.

"or better yet, you could have helped us buy supplies," pope continues. "to get the rest of the gold out of the well!"

"okay, well, you know what? I didn't do that!" jj yells standing up, the bruises all over his toros now visible to the three.  "I got a hot tub! for my friends. i got a hot tub for my friends. you know what? no, you know what? screw friends. i got a hot tub for my family! I got this for you! guys, look what I did for you! all right? look at this! look at this!"

"jj.." olivia mumbles."

"no, you stop being emotional. It's fine, okay?" he starts to cry slightly. "I mean, it's sweet, right? everything—" olivia steps closer and closer with each word. "just get in!" olivia climbs into the hot tub and wrapping her arms around him, not caring that he's getting her wet.

"I just couldn't do it." he wraps his arms loosely around her sobbing into her shoulder. "I can't take him anymore! I was gonna kill him." olivia runs her fingers through his hair the other up and down his back.

julia then joins the hug, pope joining a few minutes later. them all holding him.

"i just wanna do the right thing." he continues to cry.

"i know." olivia comforts him. "i know."

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riri's thoughts:

my thoights are that im abt to wrote season 3 YAYYYYY

lextvftv go read her jj maybank fanfic pretty please