❛𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋❜ - 𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

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My mind lost in pitch black hearing birds lightly singing as I now slowly open my heavy eye lids. I'm laying on the edge of the bed realizing Wheezie is no longer beside me.

I turn back around to find Sarah snoring quite heavy as the sun beamed through the blinds causing a bright orange to follow from the horizon.

I hear nothing but Sarah's snores as I stand up stretching my arms wide allowing a yawn to escape my mouth as my eyes water.

I look into the big mirror on the closet door seeing I'm still in my clothes from last night which were very uncomfortable to sleep in.

I rummage through Sarah's closet looking for some comfy clothes to change into.

Slipping on denim shorts and a graphic shirt, I went over to the bathroom quickly rinsing my face and brushing my teeth with a spare toothbrush from the stocked shelf.

I found it oddly weird that the house was incredibly quiet making my way downstairs.

But as I reach the bottom floor, I hear distant yelling coming from the front driveway.

In my head, I was confused and afraid of why the hell somebody was yelling at this time of day.

I slow down a bit, cautiously creeping up to the front door trying to catch a view of what's going on until a hand whipped out from behind a wall firmly gripping my mouth shut and pulling me in.

I immediately panic, yelling at the top of my lungs just to hear mumbles as my mouth was sealed tightly.

"Shhhhhhhh"

I turn my head beside my ear to see Rafe's face as my back pressed against his chest.

He held me against the wall, shushing me as we both hear banging on the front door.

"I'm gonna kill everybody in this house if you don't pay up Rafe!" A manly voice shouted followed by aggressive banging.

I look up at Rafe with terrified eyes, he looked down noticing and softened his gaze to comfort me. He gained trust from my stare and slowly removed his hand from my mouth down to his side.

He lifted his finger towards his mouth signaling for silence and I nod in response.

"You know how much I don't like giving free shit country club"

Confusing as it is, I had no idea what this person wanted but I did know it was about money. Money Rafe owes.

"I'm gonna count to three and I'll beat this door along with your ass if you don't give me my money!"

I hear Rafe's breathing start to speed up as he desperately looked around for a solution.

"One!"

"How much?" I whisper as he quickly turned his head towards me confused.

"What?"

"I'll give the money"

"Two" the man raised his voice from behind the door.

"What no"

"I'll pay whatever is needed before the asshole beats the shit out of us" I whisper sharply as he refuses shaking his head.

I instantly reach for my pocket taking out my wallet and pace to the door.

"Three!"

I swing the door open to find Barry almost barging through the door now frozen from my appearance.

"I have your money" I objected as I stood alone infront of the man who firmly held a gun towards me.

The fear in my bones trembled as I stood at gun point. My ears turned red and hot, my stomach cramping in pain as Barry gave me a dead look as his stringy hair flew down his sweaty forehead.

I pull out a ton of cash from my wallet and slowly place it on the ground in front of him carefully making no sudden movements.

The gun remains pointed at me as Barry cautiously lowered his body to pick it up.

"Tell your boy Rafe he's gotta pay the other half ..." Barry began as he slowly held the tip of the gun against my forehead, "... or you're life goes along with his"

My hands trembled as I held them up with innocence. A massive lump grew in my throat struggling to breathe as Barry slowly backs away.

"I see what you did there country club! Got a feisty girl here" Barry cackled as he jumped onto his motorbike carelessly zooming off.

I see him disappear into the distance allowing my muscles to fall in relief. My heart beat had never felt so fast as Rafe instantly walked up to me, pulling me into a hug.

I had never felt so unsafe until now since I was in his arms. Being held at gun point almost made me collapse on the spot.

"I'm sorry" he lowly whispered digging my head into his chest.

For the first time in my life I had seen a real gun so close to my skin. The feeling of death just a step ahead was so traumatizing being in this position.

"You gotta tell me why the fuck he was here Rafe" I spoke releasing myself from his arms.

He paused for a moment, looking around the room nervously as I waited for his response.

"Look, I need money to pay him back and I'll make sure I return your money, I just need-"

"No, I'm not giving you money unless you tell me what's going on" I interrupted as I looked at him angrily.

"It's best if you stay out of it alright, I don't want you getting hurt-"

"My life is on the line of death Rafe... along with yours and you can't explain to me why I am? You've got so much nerve to bullshit Barry and get away with it by asking me for money without telling me anything?"

He stood in silence for bit, running his fingers through his soft hair before they fell both sides of his forehead. Telling by the look he gave me, I knew he was fucked.

"Alright.." he nodded, "Alright, yeah"

He turned towards the kitchen as I follow behind. I had never expected this to happen, but now that it has...... what will I do once I knew?

I did know I put myself into this shit, but if I didn't Rafe wouldn't have been alive any longer if it wasn't for me. I really do think he needs help, but I need to know what stupid shit he's been doing.

For now, I'm not giving money any further until I'm well known of the details.

Author's note -

Hey guys, hope your enjoying this story so far. Yes, I did edit the story and is republished.

Love from Alice x