45| RIP GRAPE SODA

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"Ricky! Ricky! Hey! Bro!" JJ hollered as they jumped out of the car at a house

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"Ricky! Ricky! Hey! Bro!" JJ hollered as they jumped out of the car at a house.

"I got his head." Bali spoke, John B and Sarah coming up behind them to help.

"Ricky, hey! I got a problem, bro! I know you're mad at me!" JJ shouted as he knocked harshly on the door to get the mans attention. The four helped carry Pope toward the door, leaving the jeep in the drive way.

"Please! We need help!" Sarah yelled after the door slammed in JJ's face, "He got stung by a wasp! He's having a reaction! Please help!"

The five began yelling over each other, all trying to explain at once in hopes of him opening the door and taking pity upon Pope, who still was gasping for air in Bali, John B's, and Kie's arms.

"He can't breath, Ricky!" JJ began hitting the window suddenly, "He's right here!"

"Who can't breathe?" Ricky asked as he swung the door open, Bali gave a odd look at the half naked man.

"Look at him! Help my friend!" John B spoke quickly and in a begging manor.

"All right, jesus christ." Ricky huffed as he pulled the screen door open, letting them in.

"Hey! Nice to meet you. Sorry." Sarah said quickly as she walked in first, John B next as he helped the girls with Pope.

"You know, I wouldn't come to you if it wasn't an emergency." JJ said to him quickly as Sarah shoved everything off the table, laying Pope down across it as he gasped for any form of breath, "Hang in there, buddy."

"What's wrong with him?" Ricky asked quickly.

"He got stung by wasp." Bali looked up at him.

"Is he allergic to wasp?" Ricky spoke as he looked at each of them.

"Clearly." Kie explained with wide eyes.

"A beehive worth of wasp." John B explained with a violent nod.

"Raise his legs." JJ encouraged as John B did so.

"What's his name?" Ricky asked.

"Pope." Sarah informed him as Bali backed up so he could have room.

"Hey, Pope? Hang tight. I gotta get my kit." Ricky said as he hurried off quickly.

"You're all right, Pope." Bali hoped to make him feel better.

"He's looking for a kit. Go help." John B encouraged JJ quickly as the blonde sprinted after him.

"Breath a little, okay? Like a little bit." Kie cried as she looked down at Pope, "I just need you to focus. Focus on your breathing, okay?"

"It's like a duffel bag!" Ricky yelled as him and JJ looked around.

"Where's your kit?" Kie shouted in disbelief.

𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐘| JJ MaybankWhere stories live. Discover now