𝐓𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫 ~ 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

11. Friends

"See? You didn't die." Rafe whispers behind you.

You look up at the bedroom window you just climbed down from. Your bedroom window. You're not sure how you let yourself be convinced so quickly. Rafe made it happen, of course. All he had to do was beg you, and he knows how you could never say no to him. He knows it because he's the same as you.

You smooth down your skirt as you look around. It's so dark on this side of your house, none of your neighbors would ever see you. Rafe sure has never been noticed coming down from your window, and doing the climbing yourself is truly just a confirmation of how it works. No light from the street can reach the 'in-between' of the houses, and your parents do not have motion lights like at the front. All you have to do is be quiet, and you won't wake them up.

"Where's the car?" You ask him.

"Down the street." He says before you finally look back at him.

Topper's car, that is. You still can't believe you accepted going to a party with Rafe. Deep down, you want to think about what could possibly go wrong, but... you know exactly what could go wrong.

Your uneasiness is written all over your face, and that is when Rafe grabs onto your hand and begins to pull you in the direction of the car. You walk through the warm night slowly with him. The two of you are silent and don't say a word until you're off your parents' property and begin to walk in front of your neighbor's house.

You take a look over your shoulder, and some unsettling feeling lays over your heart. You've never done this before. You've never jumped out of your window to go to a party after just wishing goodnight to your parents. What if they go and check on you? What if they are doing it right now? They know you don't fall asleep right as you lay down, and they probably need to ask you something. What if they knock for a long time? What if they think something happened to you and will open the door with some sort of master key? What will happen?

You look away from your house, already in the distance, and, right as you're stealing a look from Rafe, he's already looking down at you. You offer him a small smile and try to make him ignore whatever you must have written all over your face. You wrap your arms around his own and lay a kiss on his bicep.

The two of you walk through the street until reaching the very end of it, where a car is parked. Rafe grabs the keys from his pocket and unlocks the doors. You walk with him as he takes you to your door, and you offer him yet another smile when he opens it for you.

You get into the car seat, being careful with your skirt as you do so, and, when you sit down comfortably, you notice Rafe standing between you and the door.

"Are you okay?" He asks you, a little louder than a whisper now.

"Yeah."

You nod with your answer and tilt your own lips into a grin. Rafe doesn't seem to want to push you to say more, and, for some reason, your heart pleads for you to talk to him. Anything to keep you from overthinking. But you don't say anything.

Rafe closes your door and walks around the car to his seat. You fetch your phone and check notifications. Kristy had texted you just 5 minutes ago about some movie she was watching - the worst she's ever seen, in her description. You offer conversation to make it seem like you're home and bored, and she is quick to text back.

As Rafe is driving out of your street all the way to your destination, you feel like the uneasiness of sneaking out is easing. The more distance you get from them, the better you feel, but, again, you're not sure if you're ready for whatever party Rafe is taking you to.

What if the rumors are real? Rafe says that the parties he goes to are, most of the time, the small ones around the big party on the island. If the rumors are real, that means that there will be drugs. Fuck, where are you getting yourself into? And you know you can't say these things to Rafe because you will sound like some stuck-up bitch for no reason. You were laughing with him when you said you would come to this party with him.