ROCK BOTTOM ~ Rafe Cameron // OC // JJ Maybank

eighteen.

tw: violence

It was morning when Rafe finally trudged into the house, slamming the door behind him. His clothes and hair still wet, his hair tousled around his face. He was breathing heavily, his anger unmatched.

He had no choice but to stop at home. His truck keys were on the boat. He had to find his bike keys somehow, then head to The Cut.

His body was shaking in frustration, and his head yearning for the sweet release of cocaine. Cocaine which was ruined when he was tossed into that water. Rafe didn't have anymore. He'd have to find his bike keys, and get more at Barry's. He couldn't think without it.

Then he'd get Bexley.

The only reason he was stopping by Barry's before going after her was because he knew Barry sold more than drugs.

He sold guns.

And he was tired of that fucking pogue having all the control with one.

Rafe knew that JJ took Bexley home. She was probably safe.

Because Rafe hated that pogue. But he knew he wasn't going to do anything to Bexley. That was the only reason he hadn't called the cops.

He went to go upstairs, and change, but Wheezie stopped him. She was at him in an instant.

"You're back," she breathed. "Where have you been?"

"Out," he mumbled. He brushed passed his sister. She followed him upstairs.

"Rose and dad are out looking for the boat!" she said. "They-They said you took Bexley out?"

Rafe stopped, facing her. "Are they looking for me or Bexley?"

"Well, Bexley," she said.

Rafe scoffed. "I've been gone all night. They don't care where I was? Just where she was?"

"Well, where is she?" Wheezie asked.

Rafe narrowed his eyes at her. Did she actually think he did something to her?

He shook his head, going into his room. She stayed where she was.

He came out, changed. "Where the fuck are my bike keys? I know you know where they are."

Wheezie kept her mouth shut.

Rafe moved forward, grabbing his younger sister by the arm.

"Where the fuck are they?!" he shouted at her.

Wheezie flinched back.

"They-They're in dad's room. In his nightstand."

Rafe let out a, "Thanks." He let go, and found them, before heading downstairs.

"Where are you going?" Wheezie asked, following him again.

Rafe turned to her, upset at her worried tone. Because he knew she wasn't worried for him.

"I'm gonna go hide the body, Wheezie," he told her, pissed off by her reactions.