Hey Honey • Rafe Cameron

Prologue

Christabelle, Christie, CC, CB or Belle whatever you call her you know her. That kook that only hangs out with pogues, that girl that's dating JJ, Popes bestfriend, Kies listener, JJ and John Bs get out of jail free card.

If you don't know her, there's a few ways to describe her.

She's that friend that gets you out of trouble, she would take the blame for anyone not a kook though.

The girl that teaches you how to do drugs so you won't embarrass yourself .

Ask her for something? You'll get it
No questions asked, A true pogue at heart.

Until she started realising she was never getting any of these favours back which didn't bother her at first but it was when she had to ask and ask for someone to even think about helping her.

It pissed her off, so... she got high like usual.

But a bit too high, to the point she couldn't move or think or anything.

Her actions caused the group to cut off communications with Christie for her 'immaturity', right when she needed them.

So that night she went to the family docks while topper had his friends over, sitting in silence thinking over everything.

Interrupted by the person she expected least, she thought it would be her parents telling her to get inside because it's too cold.

She looked up to the hand on her shoulder,

Rafe Cameron?

"What's up with you" he asks, genuine concern in his voice, eventually sitting next to the girl.

"Everyone's mad at me, because I overdosed" She sighs staring into the water below her feet.

"That's fucked up" he whispers under his breath.

"I know I shouldn't of done it but-" she's cut of by Rafe "No! Not what you did what they did. You needed them and they left you"

"Y'know your not as much of a dick as people make out Rafe" A speaks up side hugging her brothers friend.

"Your not too bad yourself Christabelle"

"Don't call me that"

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Next thing you know...

Rafes slender hands wrapped tightly around the now infamous gun, shaking. His brain telling him to pull the trigger his body not obeying.

Until Christie comes from behind trailing her hand down his lower arm to his hand matching his positioning on the firearm. Giving him that helping hand to pull the trigger.

Bang

"We're in this together honey"

"But now we're both killers"

"That's ok" she whispers for only his ears to take in.