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

18: fucking answer me

Load of shit happened, like really. I'm considering fleeing to London and taking on a whole new alias for myself so badly. Like, I can pull off English accent, like you wouldn't even know I'm from the states. And I can do multiple English accents too. If I don't remember wrong, I think we had some roots from England, I don't know I could be wrong. I'd definitely take JJ with me, it'd be blast, he'd mask himself so well you wouldn't know either. I think he should pursue acting.

Oh yeah, did I forget to say, sheriff Peterkin is dead. Yeap, my brother shot her, but in his defense it was supposed to be me. HA! According to him and my dad, I was on the wrong side, that family should come first. So, when I said, "Nah bro." He pointed a gun at me and Peterkin behind me decided to be a hero and took the bullet.

Yeah, the only person who could have helped us died during surgery last night. And where are we now, you may ask. The answer; laying low in Kie's dad's SUV, why? Well, that's kind of funny, My dad and Word teamed up once again and were able to convince the whole damn island that... John B did it.

A lot happened and I told you very little.

So we were able to stop the planes, barely, the first time at least. After Peterkin had been shot, Rafe was able to take Sarah away to safety, but... He left me there. So yes, I had to run for literally my life, and my boyfriend left me. I guess I understand, Sarah is his sister and sometimes family does come first, but still. I feel betrayed, he could have gotten me in too, I could have run to him, but I didn't even get to try to run to him when he just drove away.

John B and I ran away and caught up with JJ, Pope and Kie, and have been hiding since. I haven't heard from Rafe or Sarah this whole time, so really, I don't know if they're even ok. I'm afraid to call, because I don't know what to expect. What I mean is, what if he left me there for a reason. What if that was his way to say that he actually doesn't love he and that it was over, I mean I did have a gun pointed at me, it would have saved him the trouble of actually saying that.

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It's the day after and posters of John B with literal bounty of 50,000$ for him are all over the island. Geez. These people.

"Who are the cops going to believe? Ward Cameron AND Davis Y/L/N or us?" JJ sighed "So the accusers are big developers, one is kind of lord of the island and the others is like the duke or some shit, they're, got the governor on speed dial kind of people. And the accused is John B, who is... pretty much a homeless 16-year-old boy at the moment."

"Thanks." John B said after the summary.

"Shit." Pope sighed.

It's harsh hearing theses things about your dad, it's like they've forgotten that it's my dad they're talking about. The guy who use to bring us ice pops, the guy who didn't care if my friends were poor. Holy fuck. IT'S MY DAD.

Tears started flowing down my cheeks, "I'm sorry John B." I cried out quietly and only now they seemed to notice the fact that it was my dad JJ summarized into a bad guy.

"Hey, it's not your fault." JJ said.

"Yeah." John b said.

"I know, but it's my dad, you guys. He use to make us sandwiches and bring us ice pops and now he's covering my psycho brothers ass by falsely claiming it was you who shot Peterkin." I said now with more controlled voice as I didn't blow up our cover by crying too loud.

JJ started about Yucatan, how it was the only option, but John B wasn't havin' it.

"Look, I'll testify for you, and I'm sure Rafe and Sarah will too." I said.

"See, I'll be fine." John b said.

"You'll rat out your dad and brother for John B?" JJ asked be, and I've gotta say the way he asked it, hurt a little.

"My rapist homisidal of a brother? JJ how can you even ask me that? That, thing, put me through nightmare and he wasn't even put behinds bars fro what he did to me, so I'd do anything to see him gone." I said looking at him pissed.

"Okay, sorry." He said quietly, "But what about Sarah and Rafe, they're not gonna snitch on their dad? Okay, Rafe maybe, but Sarah? She's daddy's little girl." JJ said and as much as I'd hate to agree with him and believe that they'll be on our side, he's got a point. "Look, dude, we've gotta get you off the island, before it's on lockdown."

Rafe

-Hey you alright?

I didn't want to answer, I mean what am I supposed to say? He left me there. What if it was me who got shot and died? And was I supposed to just act like he didn't leave me there? I'd look hella desperate. Like you know when you fall in front of... the whole world and somebody ask's you if you were ok and even though you were in indescribable pain, you'd still say that you're just fine because you want to impress the someone who asked you if you were ok. EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE NOT!

-Y/N!?!

And then he called me.

"Who is it?" JJ hissed.

"Rafe."

"Well, are you gong to pick it up?"

"He left me there JJ, when Daniel pointed a gun at me, before Peterkin got in front of me, he drove off with Sarah, leaving me there."

"Wait, so Daniel didn't mean to shoot Peterkin but you?" JJ exclaimed and took the phone from me and answered it putting it on speaker and putting his finger in front of my lips gesturing me not to talk.

"Y/N!" Rafe exclaimed from the other side.

"You left her there? You fucking asshole!" JJ screamed as quietly as he could as the others just looked at him with pained looks.

"JJ!?" Rafe exclaimed and I could hear his teary voice, "JJ-" He tried to continued "JJ did something happen to Y/N? JJ FUCKING ANSWER ME!!!" He screamed.

I tried to hold my tears back as I listen to his voice and I yanked the phone back and got out of the car. I walked to the front of the car which was away from the road so no one would see me.

"Rafe." I said with a shaky voice.

"Jesus christ. Y/N?" he said and I could hear him start crying, "I though something happened to you. I'm sorry, okay. I'm sorry baby." He cried and my heart dropped and I collapsed to the ground my back leaning on the car.

I couldn't say anything because I was angry, confused but relived. So I just cried into the phone as Rafe said he was sorry over and over again.

"Where are you? I'm gonna pick you up." He then said.

"No you can't" I finally said and got up, "They're blaming John B, Rafe."

"What?"

"My dad's going to testify for him, for Daniel, and I'm pretty sure that so is your dad." I said cautiously.