𝗣𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 {ʀᴀғᴇ ᴄ.}

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 6

Pᴏɢᴜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss
Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ sɪx

"sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴘs?"
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Rafe was sat at the edge of his bed, the journal sat in lap, now knowing it was Elliotts he was tempted to open the book to a random page and just start reading it

He knew it was wrong but it was just there, taunting him. He wanted nothing more than to tease the girl about her past or her feelings, seeing that look of pain in her eyes he so wished would show more

He ran his fingers over the P4L that was written sloppier that he would have thought, knowing the girls younger brother had probably stolen it to do just that

He closed his eyes, leaning back so his head was up to the ceiling, he stayed there for a second before opening the book in one quick motion, the boy opened his eyes and brought all his attention to the page he flipped to

Tuesday, June 3, 2020

first day of summer went by quick, consisted of a lot of smoking, drinking, surfing. the usual. also got a new job, fucking working for Ward Cameron. Please this summer will be hell.

Rafe slightly laughed, running a hand through his hair as he debated on reading on, "fuck it" he huffed out, turning to a newer page, this entry had been from a few days ago, a few days being the day of the kegger to be exact

even if he didn't remember anything from that day, he knew he found the journal then, whatever was in this entry was probably about him and he really didn't want to read what she had written about him

Friday, August 3, 2020

fucking agatha. broke my fucking bedroom window, i mean fresh air am i right? anyways, had to work today, talked to Rafe, he was nicer than usual, confused me a bit. Sarah fucking rude ass bitch. JJ found a sunken boat and then a fucking gun? oh to think if i had that- the kegger!! rafe asked me to write that he saw a pretty girl?? i don't give a shit.....

He was nice? she really called him nice? The boy slammed the journal shut, throwing it across his room as all the pages flew around. He really told her to write he saw a pretty girl? This embarrassed him, he had to say it

"Rafe, come help me cut these logs" Ward made the boy snap quickly out of his thoughts, he looked at the journal which was open to a random page, shaking his head as he scrambled down the stairs towards his fathers voice

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Elliott decided not to go with the group to the lighthouse, she knew if she went she would be caught up in Kie and John B's relationship issues or popes desperate need to finish his scholarship paper

JJ had told her they would be meeting at the maybanks anyways so she headed home, needing time alone with no one to distract her. No JJ, no Luke, no John B. no one

which wasn't possible when she saw luke's car in the driveway, he was probably inside drinking like always so she didn't dare get close to any door or window that he could possibly see her out of.

she ducked in a bush as the door of the broken house was pushed open, her dad walked out with a smirk on his face, a long black haired man walked out behind him, his hair pulled back into a bun, elliott's eyebrows raised at this sight

she recognized the man, he was the most well-known drug dealer on the cut, the girl hadn't expected her dad to bring a guy like that to her house, showing that if luke ever did anything to piss of the guy he would come to there house, most likely hurting his children to get to the man

Elliott watched as the two got into the truck, beer bottles scattered around the truck floor as it rolled away, the windows were down so the sound of bottles clinking together was louder than you would think

once she saw the car turn in the distance she walked up to the house, sighing as she started cleaning up the living room which was littered in beer bottles, pills, alcohol, etc. I mean this was her job, she cleaned the house, she cooked, anything you could think of

and her thank you from her dad was a beating as she always got rid of one of the only things he liked. The house had been trashed outside from the hurricane, causing the girl to be embarrassed of the already broken house

Her window was broken, same with her brothers, which she knew the family didn't have enough money to pay for the windows, they barely even had money for food.

She plopped down on her bed just as the loud sounds of the twinkie pulled into the dirt driveway, Elliott heard the group agruing over something, but two voices were unheard

"they will be here pope, just be patient" her brother huffed out, climbing out of the drivers seat

"where's kie and john B" elliott instantly asked the pair, "um" JJ looked at pope hoping he would speak for them

"Jamie maybank" she glared at her brother, "ok we had to leave, the cops showed up" JJ mumbled, grabbing a blunt from his pocket

"so you just left those two with the fucking cops" Elliotts voice rising a bit, "they probably got away, they are pogues after all" JJ pointed the blunt at her before bringing back to his lips

"should be glad you didn't come any sooner, dad was here" The girl crossed her arms, leaning against the house

"why was he home" JJ groaned, "no clue, but he had his drug dealer with, they were inside Jay" she sighed, grabbing the blunt quickly out of his mouth

"fuck, that barry guy?" JJ raised an eyebrow, pope watched the siblings with a bit of confusion, he never understood why the two feared their dad so much

"mhm" she nodded, the two's conversation stopped as john b walked up the driveway, without kie, "john routledge, where is kiara, please say she's not in jail"

"no no, she's ok, she just went to work" John B faked a smile, pushing past the three to sit on the maybanks patio, "what did you do JB"

"nothing ok? we found out nothing that's all" John B huffed, the sudden out burst made the maybank siblings and the heyward boy look at each other with confusion laced in their eyes.

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Aᴜᴛʜᴏʀs ɴᴏᴛᴇ
Rafe comes in the next 2-3 chapters!! To understand a bit, she did write down what rafe told her before the fight happened, just didnt write it into the book because it wasnt that important.