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⚠️Content Warning⚠️: alcohol, drugs, smut, chocking and cussing.
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It was a late night in OBX, when Sarah, Kie and I decided to sneak out and go to the gas station. The three of us were spending the night at Sarah's place since she invited us and she also has a nice house. The gas station wasn't far from her house so we walked instead of taking our bikes. Too much noise. Ward, Rose, and Wheezie were out of town and Rafe was the only one home. He was a little odd he didn't say to much mostly kept to himself. Rafe and I would occasionally talk here and there since Sarah and I are friends. Also the fact I always said hi to him since Topper and I are close. He was incredibly attractive but I wasn't his type. He had some issues with drug with I never really understood. We walked in to get drinks, but Sarah had the idea to steal some of the shooter shots. Kie and I agreed to this. We were all under 21 and didn't look old enough so stealing was the best idea. Sarah gave Kie and I a look because she had already put some in her pockets. All of is kept an eye on the manager to make sure he didn't see us. I began putting some into my pockets and so did Kie. As we all stole some the three of us went up to the register to pay for the drinks. After we did so we ran out to sprinting away from the gas station. We stopped near the beach and began pouring the shooters into the drinks.

"Fuck this is strong!" I scrunched my nose.

"Girl that's how you know it's good." Kie said. I'm not a bring drinker and I'm a total lightweight so that wasn't helping either. We sat on the sand drinking when the liquor hit sooner rather than later. It wasn't bad I was just tipsy and so were the other two. As I got up my head began to spin. The walk to Sarah's house was all uphill which fucking sucked.

"How much longer Sarah?" Kie groaned.

"Bitch my house is right there." Sarah laughed pointing at her house right in front of us. I had my hands on my knees panting for air. As we entered her house her brother was downstairs looking really pissed off. His arms were crossed and his nostril were flared. The three of us bursted out laughing at his face.

"Sarah are you seriously drunk right now?" Rafe asked, still sounding pissed off.

"Uhh nooo just tipsy..." She announced still laughing.

"Fuck. It's a Monday night and you have school tomorrow?" He pinched the bridge of his nose shutting his eyes. "I don't understand why the fuck you keep doing this!" Rafe partially yelled.

"Oh fuck off says you! Your the biggest hypocrite!" Sarah shouted back at him stomping upstairs. Kie and I just stared at each other trying to keep a straight face. After we laughed while Rafe still looked mad.

"You guys too?" He looked at Kie and I with disappointment.

"Uh ya of course!" Kie blurted putting her arm around me.

"Why does it matter anyways?" I stood there staring at him.

"Because you can't handle your liquor." Rafe spat back at me. I rolled my eyes at him not noticing Kie ran upstairs to the bathroom.

"Ok sorry dad." I added.

"Y/n don't be a bitch." He asserted. I rolled my eyes at him and began to walk out the door tripping over my feet.

"Where are you going?" Rafe asked.

"Since I'm such a bitch I'm going on a walk." I declared.

"Come on don't do this shit y/n!" He begged. I felt this hand grip my arm. I tried to move it away but he wouldn't let go.

"Why do you care?" I asked.

"Because I hate to see you act the way Sarah does. It's not you." Rafe confessed. His hand landed on my shoulder and he started at me.

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