blessing in disguise - rafe cameron

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tw// short mention of rape

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I kept waking up during the night. My thoughts seemed to have no intention of finding peace, and it felt like my head was about to explode.

I couldn't stop thinking about him. About what he had said. How he had looked at me, how he yelled and then tried to comfort me again.

It was a total chaos, and I was right in the middle of it. Rafe was no different. How did it all come to this point? Trapped between hate and love, and never being able to escape.

He's a bad person, but I can't seem to hate him. Even if I tell everyone that I do, deep inside me, there's still hope that he changed. I care about him. I never stopped caring.

But every time we're off to a good start, he just finds a way to mess everything up. I told myself that I would never give him a second chance, but maybe that particular second chance would change everything for him?

For us.

No, Jenara.

I had to get rid of these thoughts quickly, so I grabbed a hoodie and quickly put it on, still wearing my sleep shorts underneath. I quickly put my hair into a bun before leaving the house and taking the fastest route to the convenience store.

I stood in front of the liquor shelf for a while, letting my eyes scan over all the colorful bottles. In the end, I decided on a bottle of Jack Daniel's whiskey.

Just as I headed towards the checkout, I felt a grip on my shoulder and turned around annoyed. But when I saw Nate, I immediately started smiling.

"You good?" He eyed me, looking down at the big bottle in my hand.

"Not really. You wanna kill this bad boy with me?" I giggled, holding up the bottle and wiggling it a little.

"Bet." The tall boy winked at me before grabbing the bottle out of my hand and placing it onto the counter.

"Can I see any form of ID?" The cashier raised his eyebrow at Nate which was quick to slide over a few more dollar bills.

"I think we're good here." Nate gave the older man a quick nod before he took the cash and stuffed it into his back pocket.

The boy then grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the store, leading me to one of the many pier's on Figure 8.

"So..what is it that's been bothering you so much that you wanna get drunk during broad daylight?" He sighed as we sat down on one of the few benches at the beach.

"Um..you know..ever since I've been back I tried to avoid Rafe but sometimes I catch myself thinking about him and I hate myself for it.."

The boy next to me sighed at the mention of Rafe's name. They both didn't get along well.

Before I got with Rafe, I occasionally had a thing with Nate. It was just for fun, or so I thought. Because when I started spending more time with Rafe, Nate seemed pretty jealous and always tried to talk me out of it.

And Rafe also kept his distance from the dark-haired boy and when he found out that Nate and I had been a thing prior to us, he was on the verge of beating him up every time he was near me.

"You know, Jen, I just think you deserve better. Someone who knows what you need." he explained, moving closer to me.

"If you know what I mean..."

Suddenly, I flinched as I felt his cold hand on my bare thigh and awkwardly bit my lower lip.

"Nate, I'm really not in the mood for this bullshit." I tried to get rid of his hand, but he wouldn't budge.

"Why not? Let me take your mind off of him." He whispered in my ear before he started kissing underneath it and down my neck which gave me goosebumps but not the good kind.

"I-I don't think that's a good idea, we're kinda drunk right now." I began to talk him out of his idea but in vain.

"Shh, just let me do this." Nate smirked against my skin, feeling his breath brushing against my neck as his hand began to massage my thigh.

"No!" I yelled, trying to pull away from him, but the force he was using to hold me in place was too strong.

"Cmon Jenara, get a grip." He continued his actions before he suddenly came to a halt, getting pulled up by his collar.

"She said no you fucking pervert!" Someone said in a strong voice and before I could realize what was going on I saw Rafe punching Nate across the face so hard, that he fell to the ground.

"RAFE!" I whined out, watching in shock as he continued to punch the other, kicking him into the stomach which made the brown haired boy wince out in pain.

"Rafe, stop!" I got up, holding onto his upper arm with both of my hands that just roughly wrapped around his huge bizeps.

"I better not see your filthy hands touching her ever again or I'll fucking kill you." He spat down onto Nate before redirecting his attention towards me.

My whole body was shaking as I looked up into his eyes. They were dark, full of rage and anger, but as he realized how bad I was shaking his gaze got more concerned instead.

"What's gotten into you?" I ask him in disbelief, shaking my head as I watched Nate curled up on the ground.

"What's gotten into me? This asshole was about to fucking rape you!" He yelled back, now it was him that was shaking as his body was full of rage.

I nervously bit down on my nails as my eyes darted back and forth between the boys.

"I wanna go home." I mumbled as my eyes filled themselves with tears, not knowing what I was suppose to do as I felt the alcohol getting to my head.

Rafe got quiet real quick as he saw my scared expression, gently grabbing my hand and pulling me with him to his car. His hand felt soft in mine, even though his knuckles were ripped open from punching Nate so hard.

I gently let my thumb brush over them, feeling him slightly twitch at the touch before removing my thumb again and letting him pull me the last few meters.

"Get in." He said, holding the passenger door open for me to climb in and put on the seatbelt while he got into the drivers side.

The whole ride home none of us said a word, I just silently looked out of the window, watching the houses we passed. From time to time I stole a few glances at his swollen knuckles, feeling sick to my stomach as I realized that we just left Nate behind.

I was glad that Rafe was there to save me, don't get me wrong but it was the way he did it that got me so unbelievably mad at him. I knew Rafe hated Nate but to lash out at him at this intense rate?

I didn't know what to think of the whole situation and all I wanted was to go home but we didn't turn right and instead drove left towards Tannyhill.

I sighed out as I realized that Rafe was taking me to his house, leaning my head against the glass and closing my eyes while I accepted my fate.

Arriving at the Camerons' I immediately jumped out of the car and was about to head towards the road to walk home when Sarah arrived just seconds later with her bike.

"What happened?" She asked, her voice full of shock as she saw her brothers hands and my red eyes.

"Rafe, what the fuck did you do?" She yelled at him, jumping off her bike so fast and pulling me into a tight hug.

"Of course, it's always my fault." He rolled his eyes before heading inside, leaving us behind.

"I'll explain it to you later, I just want to sleep right now.." I mumbled into Sarah's shoulder before she nodded and pulled me inside up to her room.