The Outer Outer banks//Rafe Cameron

Cold Sand, Cold Beer, Cold Floor

No it wasnt rafe with a girl, it was topper by himself. He caught up to where I was laying watching the stars. He sat down on the cold sand and layed next to me.

"What's going on zee? We've been friends for so long, and you now left me in the gutter." He said, moving his head to look at me.
"My life has been so messy, i just." I didn't know what to say to him. I couldnt tell him about rafe, I couldn't tell anyone.

"I get it Zee but you missed out on a lot-'' He went on to tell me random kook drama and didn't see the main point of me hurting. My ex boyfriend did shit with another girl and rafe dipped.
Time went by and I decided to go back home. I couldn't listen to topper anymore.

"Hey top it's getting late i should get home" I sat up and saw the ocean. Beautiful.

"Could I come with you? I mean just because im kinda fucked up right now, i dont want my parents seeing me like that again." He asked, sitting up practically begging me.

"Of course topper" I didn't mind. I could never mind him being around, especially now.

We made our way off the beach and as we walked up the stairs I faced one of toppers friends.

"Oh hey what yall doing up?" Cooper said with four chairs in his arms.

"Just getting home." I said awkwardly.

"Wait why you here with him and not john? Did yall hooku-"

"NO!" We both yelped

"We just took a walk for some fresh air, from Zees' party. Full on rager you should stop by!"

"Sounds sick, I mean just some of the guys and I are gonna smoke, we'll stop by after." Cooper responded, already seeming blazed.

Music started playing from a speaker coming closer and closer.

Rafe.

Rage ran through my body quicker than the beer entered my system. What the hell was he doing here, ignoring me.

"Oh hey.." Rafe held a speaker with one hand and a box with the other. His face was red, sober still.

"Yo rafe, topper said Zees having a party." Cooper stated

"What's the occasion?" Rafe said trying to not sound obvious he fucked me on this very beach.

"Zees eighteenth" Topper shouted looking back at me with a smile. still wearing my princess crown.

"Oh." One word came out of rafes mouth. Speechless. It was my birthday and he had completely ignored me.

"We should stop by after." Cooper said. He definitely could feel the tension between us. Everyone could feel it. Two more of the kooks had already made it to the top of the stairs to the beach by the time he replied.

"Yeah.. uh well if we aren't too fucked up" He said smiling, lying through his teeth.

I was going crazy. I couldn't hide the hurt, anger, betrayed feeling. My facial expressions were out and alive, I couldn't hide it. At all. Topper caught onto it, he pulled me in. He placed his hand around my waist, basically side hugging him. He pulled me in closer and I let him. Jealousy couldn't hurt anyone, right?

Rafe's face flinched at the sight of topper touching me. The very body his skin touched. Where he touched everywhere.

"You know what, why don't we go to the party now? We can bring the weed." Rafe stated. Clearly it worked. But why did I like the warmth of topper on me? Him putting me that close to him, like he was trying to claim me.

"But I carried all these chairs down here." Cooper said, tired.

"And you can put it back in the trunk that's 10 feet in front of you." Rafe said turning around and starting walking back to his car.

As topper and I walked up the stairs, back to my house. We never broke the side hug. His hand was glued to my waist and we walked back in silence. He knew what was up with Rafe and I. I don't think he likes it.

We made it back to the party and it looked like the amount of people multiplied. Damn this party really did look insane. The music was spilling out of the house, it made everything seem so much more real. I liked this scene, it made me have an adrenaline rush. All the people, music, alcohol. It was exciting.

We walked up to the open door and the first thing I saw was kie making out with the same girl who we played cup pong with. JJ smoking with a group of people on the couch. I hope that smell doesn't linger. My mom was in a different time zone, it didn't matter how loud we were, how high we were or even how drunk we were. We are living in the moment.

"You want more beer?" Topper said
"I'm thinking of shots?"
"Good idea Zee"

Music was now invading my mind, I couldn't think of the bad, everything was perfect. Topper and I were doing shots and people egged us on. I was alive. A voice shocked my body, made my blood run cold.

"Zee can we talk?" Rafe said standing in front of me. How did he get so close so fast. I'm fucking drunk.

"No I'm having fun, why don't you take a shot and stop being such a prick?" I said, he ruined my perfect mood I was in a minute ago.

"Please Zee, I need to talk to you." Rafe insisted

"Dude she said no. Chill off" topper said, budging into our conversation.

Rafe didn't like that. He didn't like that one bit.

"Did I ask you Top? Zee just come with me" he grabbed my arm, taking control.

"Dude she said no!" Topper said, grabbing Rafes arm that held onto mine. The music was getting to loud, invading this situation.

Rafe didn't like topper being protective of me.

"You asked for this" One blow in the head, Rafe punched topper to the ground. Topper got up and punched him in the stomach and head. They both fell to the ground crawling up on each other trying to kill each other like prey. The food chain, they both were kooks. This wasn't part of the natural food chain. This is not natural at all.

"RAFE GET OFF OF HIM!" I screamed bloody murder.

"YO THERE'S A FIGHT!" A random yelped

"RAFE I MEAN IT, STOP IT NOW" I yelled once again.

Topper was now on the bottom of Rafe. Rafe was punching blow after blow. Blood was covered on rafes hands and toppers face. They weren't going to stop. I had to step in.

"Fuck this shit." I jumped into the middle of them and one blow I was out.

"RAFE WHAT THE FUCK DUDE?" JJ yelled.

My vision was dark, and gleemy. I couldn't see and I heard ringing in my ears. Was any of this worth it? I was out cold on the floor. Voices started to muffle, my vision was gone.

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John B ran over leaving the couch with his drinks standing high and dry. He had heard people screaming, he walked past people making out, and  people dancing.

Making his way out of the living room and to the kitchen. Where people were doing shots a couple
minutes ago. He found her. On the cold tiled ground.

Not knowing what to do he was scared. John B was hovering her body grabbing her head making sure she had a pulse and was breathing. She was okay, he thought. But he realized he did this to her. He could have prevented this. Zee didn't like parties and he knew that. They would have gone on her boat and eaten their favorite snacks and watched old movies. Like the movies from the sixties, and laughed at the
bad acting and comedy.

But none of that happened. Or would it ever happen again. Because he couldn't keep his dick in his pants. John b is IN LOVE with Zee. But he was not over sarah. And what hurt him the most was how Zee wouldn't ever forgive him. If she found out the truth. Zee was smart and he knew that. She will find out soon and that means nobody in the friend group is safe.