Rafe x f!reader
Warnings: Murder
Prompt: Y/n see's how far Rafe would go to protect her.
**So, I know I said in this book Rafe wouldn't be a murder, but, someone requested this. So I figured might as well do it.**
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"HE DID WHAT!?" Sarah yelled. "SHHHH! I don't really want your whole family to know. Especially Rafe." I said. "He should know. I mean a guy physically abused his girlfriend." Sarah said. "Please just keep your voice down." I said. She nodded. "GIRLS! DINNER!" Rose yelled. I pulled the sleeves to Rafe's hoodie I had been barrowing, that way I could cover the bruises on my wrists. We both walked down to the dining room, and I sat between my best friend, and my boyfriend. "Hey baby. I didn't know you were coming over." Rafe said before he leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Yeah, it was kinda last minute." I said with a smile.
We sat and ate our dinner, and I talked with the Camerons, I had noticed that Rafe had been pretty quiet the entire time. I looked ovet at him and staring at something. I looked to where his gaze was, and I saw my accidentaly uncovered wrist. I quickly uncovered it, and I looked at him. He looked pissed. Which is what I was scared of. I don't want him trying to do anything stupid.
*After Dinner*
I stood up and Rafe wrapped his arms around my waist in a playful hug. "Sorry Sarah, I'm gonna steal her for a bit." Rafe said. "Fine." She said. Rfe and I walked to his room and as soon as I closed the door he said, "What happened to your wrist?" I looked shocked, not expecting that right now. "Nothing." I said softly. "Don't lie to me. Who did that? And why?" He asked. I tooke a deep breath. "Some guy was flirting with me, but when told him I wasn't interested because I had a boyfriend, he tried forcing himself onto me and I-" "Who was it?" He asked. "It doen't matter." "Yes it does. Who. Was. It." He asked. "Rafe, I can't tell you." I said. I knew if I told him, shit would go down. "Who was it y/n?" He lloked at me, and I knew I wasnt getting out of this.
"It was Kelce." I said softly. "Kelce.. Like.. My best friend Kelce?" He asked as he clenched his fists. I quietly nodded. He started to walk past me and towards his door. I grabbed his hand to stop him. "Where are you going?" I asked. "To go talk to Kelce." He said. "No, It's okay. Really. He won't do it again. Trust me." I said. "Yeah, I'll make sure of that." He said harshly. "No. Stop. I promise you, it's okay." I said. "N o, it's not fucking okay! He fucking knows you and I are togehter. And he should know better than to hurt you." He said. "Then I'm going with you." I said knowing I'm the only one who has ever stopped him when he's gone into the dark state where he has nearly killed a few different people. "No, you're not." He said. "Yeas I am." I said. "Fine, but you're staying in the car." He said. I agreed even though I knew I wouldn't stay in the car.
*At Kelce's house."
Rafe got out and stormed up to the door, and I jumped out and followed him. "I said stay in the car!" He said. "No, I'm coming with you." I said. He ignored me as he pounded on the door. I got next to him and Topper opened the door. "Where the fuck is he?!" Rafe asked Topper. "Who?" Topper asked. "Kelce! Who the fuck else would I be wanting to see!?" He asked. "Hey man, are you okay?" Topper asked. "I need to see Kelce, so either let me in, or I'll push myself in." He said. "Rafe-" "Topper you're going to get hurt if you don't move right now." He said. Topper looked at me knowing something was wrong.
"Fuck this." Rafe said before he shoved Topper back and walked in. He immedeatly saw Kelce sitting in his kitchen eating a bowl of cereal. "Rafe, what's up?" Kelce asked. "What the fuck is wring with you?" Rafe asked. "What are you talking about?" Kelce asked, just then I appeared in his view and he knew this wasn't good. "Don't act like you don't know." He said as he went closer to Kelce. "Rafe, come on. Just leave him, we can go home. Okay?" I asked. He ignored me and he shoved Kelce backwards. "Don't ever fucking touch y/n again. You understand me!?" He yelled with his fac eonly a few inches from Kelce. "Get off me man." Kelce said. "No." Rafe said. "I swear to go, get the fuck off me." He said. And when Rafe didn't listen, Kelce kneed Rafe then pushed him off of him.
"Rafe, don't do it." I said as I saw his eyes go dark. He then punched Kelce, then they went back and forth. But Rafe punched Kelce in the temple and it casude Kelce to loose balance. Rafe got ontop of him and started punching him repeatedly. "RAFE STOP!" I yelled seeing as Kelce was going in and out of conciousness. He ignored me and continued punching. "Come on man. I think he's had enough." Topper said. "Please Rafe. Stop! You're gonna kill him." Rafe stopped punching, but he wrappe his ands around Kelce's neck. "Shit." Topper said. "Rafe stop!" I yelled as I ran over to him. "Cut it out!" Topper yelled. "Snap iut of it!" I said. I looked down, and saw Kelce with his eyes closed, and he was no longer struggling. "Rafe let go of him!" I said.
I saw Rafe and he blinked a few times. and in that moment, his eyes switched from the dark from anger, to being soft. "Rafe. Let go of him!" Topper yelled. Rafe pulled his hands away immedeatly. He eyes widened as he realized Kelce wasn't breathing. "Nonononono. Shit!" He yelled. "What did I do!?" He started panicking, "I looked at Topper. Rafe stood up and looked at me. "I-I didn't mean to. I just- I couldn't snap out of it!" He said as he started hyperventilating. "Oh my god." Topper said. "Rafe..." I said now in shock. Topper ran over and tried CPR, but it wasn't working. I think deep down we all knew this was going to happen.
*Later*
"You two better get the fuck out of here." Topper said. I couldn't believe he was trying to protect Rafe after that. I mean, I know I would.... But.. Topper? We both ran and got to the car. "Y/n, I swear I didn't mean to-" "I know Rafe." I said. "I can't believe I did that to him. I was just trying to protect you." He said. "I know." I said. "I don't know what to do y/n." He said. "Calm down, drive home. And talk to your dad." I said. "But what if he-" "Rafe you need to tell him. He's gonna help you. But... He needs to know." I said. Rafe nodded. "It'll all be okay." I said to him.
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Drew Starkey/Rafe Cameron Imagines
أدب الهواةImagines for the amazing Drew Starkey, and also Rafe Cameron. But I want to say, in this Rafe isn't a psychopath, or a murderer. He's just toxic.