Life on the cut (JJxReader) OuterBanks Fanfic

The Bad Idea.

(A/N: I ACHE i am so tired and ahhhhhhhhhhhh)

Sarah was texting Wheezie frantically on top of John B's pier. 
'TEXT ME'
'NOW'
'Wheezie if youre hiding this from rose i get it but please sneak away and text me at least.'
'We need to talk ASAP.'
'Wheezie where are you we need to talk!'
She stood tearfully against the wind, not knowing that Y/N and JJ had been there just minutes before she arrived.
Sarah tried to stop herself crying, but it slowly began to creep up on her until it was too much to bare. She lent over the banister and put her head in her hands. Letting the tears fall.

Rafe was back home, and he was wandering up to his father. "Hey uh, dad. I've been thinking... Um, I need to know. Uh, this is important to me okay?" He drew the thin curtains around them in the dining room. Rafe pulled up a chair next to Ward. 
"What?" He asked him.
"If it comes down to that moment.. and um, it's between me and Sarah um.. And I- I- I have to even be asking this, okay? But you know as well as I do that she will rat me out as soon as she gets the chance okay? Like-"
Ward whispered, "I don't know that."
"One of us is going to have to go down. That you do know, okay? So what I'm asking is.. who would you pick if it came down to it?"
"Son I told you I don't pick between my children." Ward replied quietly. "I love you both. I love all of you."
"B-B-But dad. Dad. If you just had-"
Ward cut him off, "But I don't have to."
Rafe got annoyed and snapped, "Okay, well, you're going to have to. All right? You realize that? Sarah went off with out enemy. A boy who tried to steal from us."
Ward nodded, "Yeah."
"And- and I'm here. With you. I mean I'm helping you." Rafe poked at the table in emphasis.
Ward stood up and went to walk away.
Rafe grabbed his arm, "Dad dad... I saved, I saved your life. I jus- I just wanna know-"
Ward pulled is arm off, "Stop it."
"Who you'd choose..."
Ward grabbed his face roughly, he felt like he was losing control. "I need you to stop it." He stared into Rafe's eyes for a moment before picking his plate up and walking away.
Rafe stood up quickly and tossed his chair into the wall. He wasn't going to be scared this time. "You just can't do it can you? You can't do the hard thing. Huh."
Ward looked furious, "I can't do the hard thing!?"
"No you can't!" Rafe stormed up to him. He towered over his father for once and lent on the doorframe behind him. Ward tried to turn and leave but hit the wall behind him. "You can't even look me in the eye when I'm trying to talk to you. I'm tryna have a real conversation!"
Ward felt intimidated and shoved him into the table. He stormed towards him and grabbed him by the throat, Rafe fastened his hands on Ward's wrists and tried to prise him off. He was shoved into a table covered in silver cups and tea-pots. They went tumbling to the floor. Rafe shoved him but Ward kept a grip on his son's shirt and smacked him across the face with such force it turned him around. 
Rafe was leaning on the cleared table and panting. A hand on his face.
Ward looked around to make sure no one saw. "How many times, did I bail you out before that? Huh? How many!" He shouted. Then he laughed, "You saved me!? Rafe, you fucked us! All of us!"
Rafe felt the tears gather in his eyes as Ward shouted at him. Everything he'd worked for went down the drain. He thought they had a mutual respect. He was wrong. 

He rushed out of the balcony and rubbed his eyes, "I suck. Man up." He said to himself, quoting his father. "Man up..." He lent on the balcony and tried to breath, until he heard a phone ping beside him. It was blowing up... "Wheezie..?" He advanced towards what looked like his sisters phone. He picked it up, the most recent of the 8 messages was: 'Where ARE YOU wheeze? I gotta c u.'
He tapped the message to see all the messages. It was Sarah? Rafe scrolled up the conversation, and replied with: 'Deachs point. 10:00.'

Sarah was walking back up to John B's house when she got the message, it was suspicious but.. She had no other hope. She replied with a thumbs up and got ready to go see "Wheezie."

Rafe smiled down at the phone, his eyes puffy. Wheezie emerged from the balcony doors behind him, asking: "Rafe have you seen my phone?"
He slid it deftly into his pocket. "What?"
"Have you seen my phone."
"No I haven't seen your phone."
Wheezie walked back inside silently. The pair of them had never been close. Rafe took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. If Ward wouldn't choose, he would.

(AN: It's short please don't complain my course is hard im tired x
Until next time Xx)