A warning {Rafe Cameron}

~five~

I woke up in a moving car with a grey duvet on top of me, I looked around confused, but then a massive headache hit. I pulled my arms out from under the duvet, to stable my head, so it doesn't drop on the car door. I suddenly heard a deep voice beside me.

" your awake " he said surprised, I still couldn't put a finger on what voice that belong to " I thought you wouldn't wake up until we arrived "

I was so confused, but I had to find out who was talking to me. I turned my head to look at him, he noticed and looked back. It was Rafe fucking Cameron.

" where are we going? " I asked, not remembering how i got in this car.

" Bahamas " he answered, looking into my confused eyes.

Bahamas? Wasn't we there a few days ago? Why are we going back there?

I saw the airport a couple of 100 meters away. I turned to Rafe " why? " I asked.

" we need to transport the gold" he answered.

" we? Gold? " I asked, looking at him, it looked like he was deciding whether to look at me or the road.

" yeah your gonna help move it " he said while looking at me with shiny blue eyes, then he turns his vision to the road again.

" sure "

But I'm still confused as how I ended up in the car. Did Rafe drug me again? Or did he do something else.

" how did I get in your car " I asked looking out of the window, expecting a normal answer, looked at him one more time.

" uhm " he mumbled, as he took a glance at me, before looking at their private jet, as he parked the car " I can tell you on the plane " I didn't know what was going on, he could tell me now. I'm sure that it wasn't that crazy, maybe I fell asleep. Why couldn't he just tell me now?

I pulled the duvet away from me and exited the car, I slammed the door shut, I was just standing there with my arms crossed " just tell me now, did I fall asleep? Did you drug me again? " I said as he reached the duffel bag in the back. He stood up after receiving it, and shook his head. " why not? " I asked annoyed, was it that crazy? No I wouldn't do anything stupid.

He walked up to the open plane and took the first step, I ran after him and pulled his hand. I could tell that he was shocked, but he didn't pull away. He turned around right in front of me, he looked even taller, but it was just because he was a step up to the plane door.

" I didn't drug you, okay, you drugged yourself " he said as he began turning away. I quickly pulled my hand up to reach his face, I almost didn't reach it, I pulled his head to make him face me again " what do you mean I drugged myself " I asked, not remembering that I did that and I didn't even know what I drugged myself with.

He pulled my hand away and took mine following me to a seat, he sat in front of me.

" okay, so I came in the room I saw you on my bed sleeping or something, I looked around and saw a little line of cocaine on my table, so I figured that it hit fast and it was your first time " I looked at him not believe what he was saying " stop lying, if you drugged me again, just say that "

" I didn't fucking drug you, you did it to yourself " he began yelling, I was shocked at the sudden outburst, I looked him in the eyes in disbelief. How could I do something so fucking stupid.

He stood up to go in the cockpit or something to get away from me, i guess.

I sat right beside the window, I just looked out the window thinking about all the things that have happened the last few days. I was locked in room, got on a plane without even knowing, got drugged and did cocaine, just the usual week stuff.