What the hell Rafe Cameron? // Rafe Cameron X Reader

3: hanging out with the trash

The next day was chill, or at least it was. See, we delivered some groceries for Mr. H, well I was just hanging out with the boys, they delivered the groceries, and you'll never guess who we ran into as I and Pope went trough the golf course.

Ladies and gentlemen Rafe and Topper. Mine and Pope's semi happy chattering stopped the exact moment they trailed off the their course to in front of us.

"Y/N, hanging out with the trash." Rafe stated as he gave me a look. Yes a look, I'm not sure what it meant, but it was a look.

"What? You jealous?" I said trying to ignore him as I took the plastic back from Pope and linked my arm around his and tried to walk away.

"Hey Pope how much for one of those beers?" Rafe asked

"They're not for sale." Pope said trying to hold his ground, and now we were officially blocked by Rafe. He had his golfclub on the beers and with his body, he blocked me.

"Just give us one, then, right?" Rafe just pushed.

"Or you can order one, like everybody else?" I then said with an asking manner as I grew annoyed of him.

"Y/N stay out of this." He the proceeded to say pointing a finger at my face.

"Pope, man, you're not listening to me. You've go so many and we, we've got none."

"None." Topper said as he appeared to the scene backing Rafe up, asshole.

"Look, they're not his, they're already paid for. Okay? Leave us be.", I said yet again trying to get out of there, and with his golfclub he ripped the plastic bag open and all the groceries flew out.

"Already paid for, huh?"

"What the hell Rafe?", I yelled pushing him back. Hurt. That was the look on his face before and that's on his face now. "You're an asshole. Piece of shit!" I spat.

"You owe me for that!", Pope came in front of me, I guess to prevent me getting hit, only for himself to get hit instead.

"I don't owe you anything pogue!", Rafe snapped back and charged towards us and with that Pope pushed him away. Oh, did this set him off.

As now topper was fighting to get the beers Rafe came towards me. He wrapped his arm around me. I instantly fought to get out of his arm "Get off me you psycho!", I hissed yanking myself off.

"You get dirty when you hang out with trash Y/N." he licked his bottom lip in a very seducing way, but in this situation, it just enraged me as he checked me out.

I slapped him across the face. Licking the inner side of the spot I slapped, he smiled sarcastically and turned to the other two. As I too turned, I saw Pope on the ground with a bleeding forehead.

"Topper what did you do?", I screamed as I ran towards Pope only to be stopped in a way the air in you lungs ran out. Rafe grabbed me by my waist as I tried to run past him and threw me into the ground. It took me a while to get back my breathing to a point that it didn't hurt anymore to do so, and as I did that I saw Rafe picking up his golfclub and aiming it towards Pope.

"Rafe what are you doing?", I screamed forcing myself to get up and I saw just a hint, the littlest hint of him looking sorry as he turned to me. Topper ran to me partly so that I didn't get into Rafe's way and partly so that I didn't get into his way and accidently get hit myself.

"Rafe stop!", I cried out as I saw him actually hit Pope with the club, twise. I fought Topper to let me go "Please!"

"Rafe! C'mon man that's enough!" Topper shouted behind me.

Rafe threw the club down as he realized what he did and then turned to me and Topper "That was on you. Don't you ever talk to me like that ever again." he said. I've said this before, and I'll say it again, he was crazy, I can actually see it in his eyes.

Topper finally let me got and walked towards Rafe as I found it hard to move, I was in shock and scared of what might happen if I moved.

"You're crazy." I said under my breath as I walked towards them.

I could see Rafe's chest go up and down in an angry way. He picked up he club again and lifted it up to hit Pope again with all the power he had.

"Rafe NO!" Both me and Topper yelled at the same time, but for our relive he hit the ground just next to Pope.

"Don't you see the things you do to me Y/N?!", he said as he got up before I could reach Pope.

"What?" I asked immediately stepping back cautiously.

"You made me do that!", he said psychotically.

"I made you do that? What the hell is wrong with you?" I screamed back and tears fell down my cheeks, purely out of fear and anger.

He reached to cup my cheek and wipe a tear but I slapped his hand away, and before anything could happen Topper pulled him away from me and they left. I ran to pope who was already sitting up.

"Are you ok?", he asked me as I helped him up.

"I should be asking you that.", I said with a laugh of relive as we headed back to the boat.

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JJ dropped me off as we headed back from figure 8. He was pissed.

"JJ please don't do anything stupid." I pleaded him. He was clearly trying to fight his feelings as he shut his eyes and tried not to say anything, so he just nodded, in a sarcastic way.

I just sighed and wished them goodbye.

I walked into my house through our back door, so I didn't see Rafe pacing through our driveway until I went to our kitchen to get something to drink.

I stood there looking at him and steadily anger grew in me. I stormed out and the second I saw him I pushed him away.

"Get. The. Hell. Out. Of. Here.", with every word I pushed him, but other than the movement of trying to keep his balance he didn't move.

"Stop. Y/N stop!" he yelled catching my pushing arms.

"Not even an hour ago you beat up my friend and now you're here? You've got some nerve Rafe Cameron." I spat out "What? Just because they actually work for their living they're trash? Just because everything isn't handed to them on a silver spoon they're trash?"

"You're the one to speak." he said under his breath as he smiled looking at the ground.

"What?" I said with a hurt tone.

"I said you're the to speak Y/N everything is handed to you too, remember? You're a kook, as much as I am. You live in a mansion and you drive the latest model of Jeep, so don't you talk to me about getting things handed to me in a silver spoon."