The sun was setting over the island, turning the sky a sad orange. The Twinkie was parked next to some trees, on one of the less-traveled roads in the Outer Banks. Everyone was there: John B, Kiara, Pope, Sarah, you… and JJ. But there was no laughter this time. The atmosphere was tense. No one spoke calmly.

"I can't believe you did that, JJ," Kiara said, arms crossed, her gaze hard.

"You think it was easy? I did it for you guys!," JJ replied

"But you didn't think about the consequences!" John b yelled. "You always do what you want and then we all pay for it."

"JJ, this time… this time you crossed a line." Sarah says

You took a step closer. "Why didn't you tell us?"

He clenched his fists, looking down at the ground. "Because I knew you'd react like this. Because I'm tired of being the bad guy. I give everything for all of you, everything! And yet, I'm always the problem."

"Maybe because you don't know any other way to live than by breaking everything," John B said tersely.

JJ raised his head and looked at them one by one. His expression was one of pure pain, but his decision was already made.

"I don't have to stay where I'm not wanted," he murmured. "Maybe it's better if I leave."

"What? No, JJ, don't say that," you said, taking a step closer to him, your voice trembling.

But he was already moving away, walking toward the road, without looking back.

You ran after him, but you felt a firm hand grab your arm. It was John B.