Y/n found herself standing slightly behind her father, Luke Maybank, in the police station, both of them going to pick up JJ. Tears pooled in her e/c eyes as she nervously bit her nail, waiting for her older brother to come up. Eventually, a familiar head of blonde hair walked out of the sheriff's office, where she immediately tackled her brother in a hug, feeling him instantly hug back, holding her close and away from their father, who glanced between his kids.

Looking down at his baby sister, JJ noticed newly fresh bruises and cuts laying on her face, no doubt being from the man in front of them. Y/n remembers it clearly. She got home, informing Luke about what happened to her brother, and he got... mad. She was terrified.

"You his guardian?" An officer asks, glancing at the older man.

"Sorry to say, I'm his father." Luke replies.

"Well, hearing will be in two weeks. If you fail to show up, you will forfeit your bail. The restitution will be based on the average of three outside estimates of the cost of the damaged article." The officer explains.

"Restitution?" Luke interrupts, speaking over her.

"Pay for what he broke. It's part of the plea." The officer replies, making the man practically glare at his son. "Yeah, and... sign right here, please."

Quickly, Luke signs his name on the piece of paper before dropping the pen on the clipboard, the officer taking it back. The Maybank siblings could practically see the smoke leaving his ears as he turned to his kids.

"Let's go. Go now!" Luke demands.

Slowly, JJ keeps an arm around his sister as they leave the police station, the siblings and their father walking towards their car.

"I wonder what restitution's gonna be on a 2019 Malibu." Luke states.

"I'll pay it off. All of it. I swear, Dad." JJ replies.

"Shit. 30K? When you gonna clear that, big guy, when all you do is smoke weed and hang out on the south side?" Luke reminds, then glancing at his daughter. "You too, missy. Get in the car."

Hesitantly, they get in the vehicle, Y/n sitting right behind her brother in the back seat as JJ sat in the passenger's. Both siblings knew something was about to happen.

"Dad, I swear--" JJ begins.

All of a sudden, Luke's fist meets his son's face, blood splattering all over the window. Luke leans over, continuing to hit and beat the blonde. With wide eyes, Y/n intervened, trying to pull her father off her brother, only for his hand to meet her face, sending her back against the seats.

"Don't touch her, please!" JJ pleads.

Luke ignores both his kids as he continues hitting his son, Y/n backing up, knees tucking against her chest, knowing JJ wouldn't want her getting anymore hurt like she already was, and it wasn't even her fault.

***

The three Maybank's found themselves back at their house, rock music loudly playing throughout the whole structure. Y/n sat on her bed in her room, tears continuously falling as she listens to her father scream at his son, who was also in his room.

Right as they got home, JJ practically forced his sister into her room, wanting nothing more than for her to be away from their father. The sounds of pounding against the wall and JJ's voice rings through the air, adding it to the rock music.

After a long while, Y/n had her head tucked in-between her legs as she softly rocked back and forth. The rock music had stopped playing, no shouting, nothing but silence filling the air in the Maybank household. Suddenly, her bedroom door opens and on instinct, she flinches before a hand softly rests on her hand, making her look up, seeing JJ sitting on the edge of her bed. The boy's cheeks was wet with tears, along with hers.

"JJ? What happened?" Y/n asks in a whisper.

"It's alright, he's asleep." JJ replies, whispering as well. "Come on, let's go."

The blonde tugs on his sister's hand, the two walking out of their house, passing their unconscious father, who was snoring rather loudly. The Maybank siblings proceed to get on a dirt bike they kept, Y/n wrapping her arms around her brother from behind as he drove off.

Eventually, they found themselves at the Chateau, hoping for John B to be there, only to see a random car parked slightly in front of the house. JJ made sure to park far away from the house before the two siblings hid behind the chicken coop. After a couple minutes, Y/n's gaze lands on her boyfriend, who began walking towards his house with a blank expression.

Quickly, she nudged her older brother, the blonde following her gaze. Once John B began to pass them, JJ quickly went up behind, covering the boy's mouth with his hand, only to get pinned down on the ground when John B thought it was someone else. Seeing it starting to get out of control, Y/n quietly ran to them, crouching near her brother's head, resting a hand on her boyfriend's shoulder. John B's head snapped up, his gaze softening when seeing his girlfriend crouched in front of him, however, it went to concern once he saw the bruises an cuts all over her face.

"Baby?" John B murmurs, cupping her cheek.

Intervening, JJ was quick to pull them behind a canoe, then pointing out the random car parked in front of the Routledge's household.

"See that? They're watching us, okay?" JJ informs quietly.

"Who?" John B questions.

"We don't know. Let's go. Sneak around to the dock." JJ instructs. "Gotta go this way."

John B held his girlfriend's hand tightly in his as they made their way through the water, JJ putting his bag on top of his head as they all hunched down, making sure to not be seen by whoever was in the car.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait. You got the keys to the Pogue?" JJ asks, receiving a nod from John B.

After about a minute, the three found themselves neck deep in the water, finally making it to the HMS Pogue. Quietly, they all hopped in, John B helping Y/n up as JJ untied the boat from the docks, where they quickly drove off without being noticed.

***

After a little while, the three found themselves sitting near a beach, away from everyone where they couldn't possibly be seen. Y/n stood feet away from her boyfriend and brother, who sat on rocks. Stones sat in her hand as she skipped them, wanting to get her mind off everything around her.

"First, I almost get strangled to death by Kooks, and now I'm on the hook for thirty grand." JJ lists. "We should just dip."

"Okay, where do you wanna go?" John B questions, glancing to the girl away from them.

"Yucatan." JJ replies.

"Yucatan." John B repeats in disbelief.

"No, I'm dead serious right now. Surf all day, and then we can just live off lobsters we catch with our bare hands." JJ states.

"You just wanna leave cause you got your ass beat?" John B asks in disbelief.

"You didn't see the photos." JJ informs.

"Think about it. They're willing to kill for the gold, then it's gotta be out there, JJ." John B recalls, rising to his feet, JJ doing the same.

"Have you lost your mind?" JJ yells, causing Y/n to look over at them. "One hundred years, man. One hundred years, people have been trying to find this Royal Merchant, and no one succeeded. And you think you are gonna be the one that actually finds it? When will you get it in your thick skull? If you keep going down this road, you're gonna end up just like your dad!"

"I can't give up, JJ!" John B exclaims, shoving the boy. "The last time I saw that dude, we got in an argument, and then he took all of our rent money and dipped for this Royal Merchant. And then I told him he was a shit father, and you know how the rest of the story goes."

"Bro, that wasn't your fault." JJ states.

"It doesn't matter whose fault it is, JJ! Do you not understand that? I can't give up on the hunt, man. I don't care who's out there, who's gonna try to kill us. Do you understand that? You know that." John B rambles.

He walks away from the blonde, grabbing his bag and beginning to walk back to the boat, placing his bag inside.

"Look, I've got a plan. You coming or what?" John B calls back.

"I am." Y/n speaks up, walking towards the boat.

John B gives his girlfriend a loving smile, the love clearly being seen in his eyes as he looks at her, even JJ noticed from where he was standing. Y/n gives his hand a squeeze before hopping into the boat while John B looks back at JJ.

"Five hundred million, JJ." John B reminds. "How much do you owe in restitution?"

***

The sun still out in the sky, the three wore baseball caps over their heads as they walked through the streets, other people walking around. JJ had agreed, which led them here. Hands in pockets, Y/n walked into a store that held cheap clothing, just enough for her to buy something, JJ and John B following in suit.

Y/n began looking around, looking for a good dress just nice enough for Midsummers. Even the person who worked there helped her look while JJ awkwardly looked around, even though it was a women's store. John B was too busy staring at Y/n to notice or do anything else.

Eventually, Y/n found herself in a changing room, a beautiful light, short blue dress hugged her body as she put her hair back behind her ears, looking at herself in the mirror, admiring it.

She never had anything like this before, and she actually liked it. All she had ever worn were jeans, shorts, t-shirts and sweatshirts. She never, ever pictured herself in a dress, especially something as nice as this one.

"Hey, Y/n/n?" John B's voice is heard from the other side.

Slowly, she opens the door to the change room, the Routledge boy stepping aside to let her walk past slightly. As she twirled around, John B continued to admire her, love laying in his brown eyes, which she didn't even notice.

"How do I look?" Y/n asks nervously.

"You-You look... beautiful." John B breathes out. "Like, gorgeous, fantastic, amazing!"

Y/n chuckles. "Okay, lover boy, I get it. Thank you."

She slowly walks past him, looking at a bigger mirror that sat right behind him, examining herself once again. John B couldn't keep his eyes off of her.

"So, what is your plan?" Y/n questions.

When she doesn't get a response, she turns around, only to see John B still starring right at her, not stopping one minute and admiring her.

Y/n snaps a finger in his face, making him blink. "John B?"

"Uh... What?" John B stammers in reply.

"What is your plan?" Y/n repeats, rolling her eyes slightly.

"Oh, right, the plan." John B murmurs, looking at her again. "I think Sarah could help us."

"Sarah?" Y/n repeats in question, receiving a nod. "Sarah... Cameron?"

"Yeah. She's smart, we could use her." John B states.

Y/n frowns slightly. "Is that who you were with while you were gone?"

John B nods. "Yeah, she helped me."

"And did you guys..." Y/n begins, trailing off as she looks to her feet.

John B furrows his brows as he tries to think of what she could possibly mean before his eyes suddenly widen, disgust at the thought of what she was thinking coursing through him.

"What? Ew, no, of course not." John B denies, shuddering at the thought. "We're only... friends? Acquaintances? I don't even know, she just convinced me to bring her with. She's weird. And besides, I would never do that to you, baby. I'm your boyfriend, not Sarah's. I never will be Sarah's boyfriend. Your mine, and I'm yours."

He could never imagine being with anyone else than Y/n. The only Y/n Maybank, and that was it. Not Kiara, not Sarah, no one. And that was how he liked it. He loved it that way, actually.

"Plus, I talked about you, like, the whole time." John B admits sheepishly.

Y/n giggles slightly. "Really?"

John B nods with a big smile. "Hell, yeah. Why wouldn't I? And after I talked about you, I did it again, which I guess then got Sarah to start talking about you and how nice you were. And other things."

"All good things, I hope?" Y/n replies.

"Definitely all good things." John B agrees.

The two stare at one another before John B leans in, crashing his lips onto hers, the two sharing a passionate kiss, tilting their heads to deepen it. Y/n ran her hands through her boyfriend's hair, feeling him place a hand on the back of her head, the other resting on her waist as they continue to, practically make out.