Brooke and Rafe, best friends since they were six...until they parted ways- not very far as they were neighbours, but as Brooke's life crumbled in front of her in a matter of months, she must figure out if she can forgive Rafe Cameron or not.
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I was sat at the beach, my toes sinking into the sand as I looked at the ocean, the waves crashing together— it made me feel calm. I also felt lonely. I mean, me and my best friend, Carrie Jackson, used to always come here to talk about everything. Now I just sat here by myself.
I decided to message her, in hopes she'd answer, so it felt like I could talk to her again.
"Hey, c. I know I haven't talked to you in a couple months, but I miss you." I messaged, but my face fell at what popped up under the message, 'this number is no longer in use'. I couldn't be angry, I mean I expected her to move on when she moved away from here— after the whole scandal. My eyes still managed to get watery at the sight of it though.
I wiped the single tear that fell down my cheek, "Brooke?" A familiar voice spoke from my behind me, I turned around being met with rafe Cameron's blue eyes.
"Hey, rafe. How long have you been stood there, like some creepy stalker." I muttered.
He moved his head behind his ear, "In my defence, I only got here when you wiped that tear away." He told me, as he sat beside me in the sand. "So, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's stupid really." I replied to him.
"I seriously doubt it's stupid if you're crying about it, Brooke." He quickly said back. "Come on, talk to me."
I sighed, lifting my self up, "you can't run away from me." Rafe told me, also standing up.
"Maybe I should tell you, I doubt you'd remember in the morning, since you are a drug addict after all." I looked up at him, giving him a sarcastic smile; the two of us walking along the beach together.
"Hey!" His voice squeaked a little. I laughed at him, "for that, you should tell me what's wrong." He then added.
"I wasn't lying, it is nothing." I told him. I grabbed my phone, checking the time, noticing my mom sent me a message, wanting me back. "Sorry to cut this short, Cameron, but I gotta go." I told him, a small smile forming at the corners of my lips.
"Really? Cameron?" Rafe chuckled, as I began walking away, my head turned around to look at him one last time as he spoke.
"Yeah, Cameron." I missed him, I missed him a lot. His smile didn't help how I was feeling, neither did the sunset that beamed down on him.
I finally faced away from him, and began walking home.
