𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐄 | Rafe Cameron

FORTY ONE

041 ~ Sweet But Sour

I stayed up all night, contemplating wether I regretted breaking things off with Rafe, he was the only person I had left to be honest. Sarah wasn't here. She chose her over seeing me, like she hadn't already been seeing her the past few days. What can you do?

It will blow over.

Right? Yeah. It will.

At least I hoped. Maybe I overreacted, I was on edge after all. Shit. Why did I do that. If Sarah found out about me and her brother then so what, she'd cuss me out and maybe stop talking to me for a while but not forever. Maybe... not forever.

No, I did the right thing, nothing could change my mind and even if I did I don't think he'd forgive me for lashing out and dumping him to the ground. He wouldn't give up on me. Would he?

I start over thinking when I'm stressed and when I over think I stress even more. Ironic. I pull out my phone and click Snapchat which I barely used. Sarah, partying, having fun... without me. That's it.

I pull out my most frisky dress, in fact, one that Sarah had bought me for my birthday last year because she said "if you got em', flaunt em" as the dress made my boobs brilliantly perky and lifted exacting where they needed to be. The top was a cream, laced, corset that went into a tight dress way above my thigh.

It was closer to my crotch then thigh, that's why I hadn't worn it yet.

And no, I wasn't going to crash her and her new friends fun, I was just going to say hi and make sure she knows I'm having fun without her like she is me. Petty? Good.

My hair ties into a high pony that shows off my collar bones, I tie it into a braid and pull it out so my hair looks thicker, even though it's not but no one will know with how it looks.

After I got ready, brushing my teeth and painting on, just, eyeliner and mascara with a hint of lipgloss I was gone.

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I see Sarah. She's dancing, with her to the song G6 by god knows who because the song is so dang irritating now. I waltz behind her accidentally bumping into Sarah. "Oh, sorry, didn't see you there, Sarah." I tap her shoulder and try to make way through the crowd.

Her hand turns my shoulder, "hey I didn't know you were coming, who are you with?" She yells over the loud music. "No one, hey gotta go." I try again but she stops me by the arm.

"No one? You can stay with us..."

I look behind her. Scarlett stares at me, smiling. I pointedly look back at her, "I'm good, have fun babe." I leave her and bitch face behind me to get my self a vodka-cran. When another familiar face comes into view I leave my half made drink and scurry away.

The house had a arch way so when I saw him again, after he's clearly moved into my way, my heart dropped into my stomach. "Rafe, not here." He took that into consideration, seen as though he tagged me into the closest room and slammed the door behind us, twisting the metal lock.

"What the fuck Rafe!" I yell, "Sarah is out there, if she saw what you just did we're screwed." I practically through my arms around feeling chaotic. "Fuck me, Rafe!" Anger runs through me.

"Why would she be mad?" Is he kidding. "If we're not together there's nothing to hide, right?" Oh. Right. Don't tell me it's the end, I made a mistake. He shrugs. "

"Don't do that," my hands tremble under his face, "please don't do this, Rafe, I'm sorry I'm really fucking sorry. I'm a bitch. A big one, the only reason I'm here is because Sarah came with her and I panicked and now I'm panicking again- I should shut up now." I tuck myself into his arms, practically begging for him to take me back.

"I'll go tell her, if that's what it takes-"

"-No one's telling anyone anything...because I know that's not what you wanna do" he fists my hair, massaging my scalp, "but it's nice to know you'd do that for me, baby." He kisses the crown of my head. "I know how much you care about Sarah finding out."

His hand massaged my head, I tilted it back almost falling to sleep under his touch. I bring myself up to him again, "no. I care about you." His hand releases me, moving to the back of my neck, pinching away the tension that was eating at me.

Again, my head falls backwards and I let out a breathy moan. I feel his breathe move from my ear, to my neck and straight down my cleavage that my dress showed off. He pecked kisses on each breast, giving equal attention to both. "Fuck." I groan.

"What the actual fuck is going on here!" A high pitch screech comes from the door. In the corner of my eye... I knew who that was from a mile away. "Rafe?!"

"Sarah-"

"You've been fucking my brother?" I stay silent. All words I knew, gone. Come on Rafe, say something. I look up to him for help. "Are you for-fucking real?" She's furious, the most mad I've ever seen her. I've betrayed her. Big time.

"Sarah-"

"Sarah, we're both adults here. You don't get a say. Okay?" Rafe chimes. Thank god. I scream internally, it's finally come, she knows, she really knows. No lying, no getting out of it.

She scoffs. "How long!" I play with the rim of my dress, scuffing my shoes against the floor boards. "How long, Lee-"

"-since the camping trip." I hear myself say, so quiet I could barely hear. Her jaw drops, she looks from me to Rafe countless amount of times before she walks closer to me. My lips tremble as do hers.

"How could you?" She asks as tears start streaming down her cheeks. I hiccup as my eyes became blurred and all I saw was a girls figure. "I'm so sorry, Sarah." I whisper as it was all I could manage.

"Rafe. Leave." She demands. He checks with me beforehand, silently motioning for an answer, I nod quickly. "Why." She says simply.

"It just happened," I step closer to her but he budges further and I try not to crack and beg for forgiveness. I've done it once today and don't need to do it a second time, "I was bored, at first. But then it got serious and I've never been happier with a boy, it's just so happens that... he's my best-" I hiccup "best friends brother."

My shoulders bounce and my hands cover my face. I don't expect her forgiveness. I wouldn't give myself forgiveness. I'm a terrible person. "I don't want you to forgive me. I deserve everything I have coming for me, even if that means losing you." She won't look at me, and I don't blame her, "but I won't end things with Rafe." I say, matter of factly.

Her head shoots up and her face scrunches, "what?"

"I tried! I did, I really did!" I insist, "I just-" I took a breather "I... I think I love him, Sarah. I can't stress how sorry I am."

She shakes her head in disbelief and complete discussed. "I can't believe you," she sneers, "fuck.you." And with that been said, she leaves. I fall to the bed behind me, curling my knees into my chest and crying into them like a child having a tantrum.

I hear heavy footsteps, I look up from behind my legs. "Did you hear that."

"Sure did." He sits aside me. "I fucked up big time, Rafe." I sob into his flannel shirt because he's there, no one else, just him, because he I'm just as fucked up as he is. Maybe even worse.

"She'll come around." He warms up my shoulder, creating friction between his hand and msg shoulder. "I promise."