TELL NOBODY - obx jj maybank x rafe cameron

Part six

RAFE'S POV

It probably wasn't JJ. He wasn't so obsessive to immediately come to that conclusion. But he wasn't delusional either. He definitely wasn't alone on the boat.

He grabbed a Beer out the cooler and hesitantly popped off the lid, flicking it overboard before heading towards the back of the boat.

Fucking hell.

He was right. of course he was fucking right.

There he was.

Wet top gripping to his body,
dirty blonde hair soaking wet.

Thieving hands wrapped around his scuba gear.

"Hey, there, JJ is it?" Rafe called out, a sick smirk playing across his lips.

It had been only brief moment of friendship, if it was even that. But it still pained him that the pouge had deceived him. Fucking hell. Kelce heard that his sister had gone off to one JJ's mate's cribs last night. JJ was probably just their to distract him. Whilst a pouge ruined Sarah. Furthermore, everytime his lifted his arm he was stung with the reminder that JJ had fucking shot him.

But JJ was sorely mistaken if he'd taken the Cameron's as a forgiving people.

JJ spun around, dropping the shit he'd nabbed, eyes wide open like a deer in headlights.

JJ'S POV

"Hey, there, JJ is it?"

Shit.

Rafe's voice hit him like a ton of bricks.

He spun around, eyes wide, the scuba gear slipping from his grip as he turned towards Rafe's face, a conceited half-smile dancing over his mouth, it was a completely different person to who he'd seen last night.

"I have a idea for you JJ, how about you explain to me what the fuck is happening here?"

Rafe had a way of directing his voice that unnerved JJ. God, typically he muttered or tripped over his tongue but Rafe was sitting comfortably on the high ground presently and they both fucking knew it.

And god, did JJ wish he would stutter right then.

Masking his panic, JJ tilted his head innocently and smiled, waving his empty hands an he knelt against the railings.

"I'm here to help you Rafe" JJ smiled in a charade of confidence.

Rafe shifted against the wall, leaning the weight of his shoulder on the white panelling surveying JJ's relaxed body language, unconvinced by his seemingly unwavering positive demeanor.

"Really?" He softly chuckled, tapping the panelling beside him. "And how exactly are you planning on doing that?"

JJ smiled again, a plan forming in his head.

"As much as you hate to hear it Rafe, right now you and me have something in common."

"And what would that be?" Rafe implored, a sting of mockery in the question.

"A serious lack of cash" JJ replied grinning, now confident in his plan. "How much is it you need? 10K was it?"

"You're a blooming idiot if you think scuba gear is gonna sell for that much" Rafe scorned.

"Ye of little faith!" JJ exclaimed, a cheeky twinkle in his eye as he swung himself up, attempting to balance, seated precariously on the thin metal railing of the boat.

"Listen please before you assume that my stupid but awesome idea is just plain stupid or calling anyone" JJ gestured a shrug towards their surroundings, the boats worth more than some houses, the bistro on the bay, the 20 carat watch that adorned Rafe's wrist. Around at all the shit Rafe could lose if Ward ended up in the know on his precious Son's wrongdoings. "I know you need my help but you don't have to accept it, dude just for fucks sake hear me out"

Rafe seemed to accept these terms and gave his silence a a indicator for JJ to continue.

"Scooter Grubs, heard of him?"

Rafe tipped his head forwards, now visibly intent on hearing out what JJ had to say.

"He used to work for your family, so I guess you would've heard how he ended up face down in the ocean 'n was pulled in-shore as catch of the day" JJ smiled, hopping off his perch "Y'heard what 'e was driving though?"

"Brand new grady white" Rafe answered slowly, the pieces slipping into place finally.

"Bingo" JJ beamed, "So tell me Cameron, please, how does a broke marina rat go from nicking petrol straight outta over boats engines to cruising along in such a crispy ride?" JJ paused, perhaps for emphasis, perhaps to let it all sink in.

"I'll tell what kid, if you aren't to picky about what is technically legal, if we get to that wreck I guarantee some serious greenery is assured"