intoxicated- rafe cameron

eleven

I don't think I've ever seen Topper more upset than he is right now. He looks down at Rafe and offers him a disappointed look.

I glance back to Rafe, trying to read his look. Instead, Rafe seems to catch on and understands what Top's thinking. In seconds, Rafe is now at Topper's side, gripping his shoulder and pointing at him with his free hand.

"Hey everybody- Hey, this is Top, alright?"

Topper offers a weak wave to the crowd.

"I call him The Shred God. He goes Conan on overheads, right?" She pauses to look back at the girl he was sitting by and she smiles at him. He smiles back at her, then turns back to Topper, patting him on the shoulder. "You were like, top ten-"

"Uh, last year... seventh in nationals," Topper nods. I can see that he's trying to shake his unhappy mood, but he's not concealing it very well.

Rafe pretends to be surprised. "Seventh in nationals," he repeats. "Girls, look- Take a seat. Sit down, man!" Rafe must be higher than I thought because he's losing his train of thought mid-sentence. 

He pushes Topper down into the seat he was previously on and takes a new seat on the other side of the girl. He now rests comfortably on the armchair.

"Hey, hey- You wanna bump?" she asks him.

"A- a bump? Um-" Topper starts.

Kelce laughs and bends down so he's in Topper's face. "It tastes like bananas."

Everyone around him laughs.

Topper drags in a deep breath. "Yeah, I don't know..."

The girl laughs at Topper's face as he glances down at the pile. She looks up at him. "Hey, if you don't hit it, I will."

Rafe leans over her, placing his hand on her thigh. "It's true, man, she's been pullin' like- I don't know, half a gram tonight, or something?"

"No... let's- Yeah, let's do it. Yeah," Topper says. I don't know if he's informing his friends, or if he's trying to convince himself that he's okay to do this.

The girl next to him glances down at Rafe's hand and bites her lip, then shares a flirtatious look with Rafe. Even though Rafe is talking to Topper, he isn't looking away from this bitch. "Do you wanna do one?"

Topper nods. "Yeah, let's go."

The girl laughs and places her hand on Rafe's. Rafe and this bitch watch as Topper does it all, and they look surprised. In fact, everyone crowded around us looks the same way.

Topper stands up and coughs.

Rafe's eyes widen, and he stands up, walking in front of the girl to get to Topper. 

"Whoa, whoa... Hey, take it easy, man," Rafe laughs to Topper. I hear his breath hitch and look down at the cunt who's now rubbing her foot up his leg.

I roll my tongue in my mouth as he smirks down at her.

Shit, I don't know why I feel this jealously. I hate Rafe. I really do.

"This is your first rodeo, is it?" Rafe asks Topp.

Topper laughs. "Hell no, it's not!"

Rafe's eyebrows raise up in surprise. "Alright, alright!" He pats Topp on the back. "Let's do another one!"

"What? What?" he stutters. He shakes his head, probably ridding his negative thoughts. "Let's-let's do it!" Topp responds, with absolutely zero confidence in his voice.

Kelce chants the boy on. "Let's go Top!"

As the girl next to Rafe slides her hand down his thigh, I clench my teeth and stand. I decided to walk away because I couldn't handle this. As I'm making my way back to the house, I can't help but get distracted in my own thoughts...