Summary - Rafe is trying to get sober and has a breakdown.You have had your own place for a while now, it's convenient suburban and most importantly safe. Often the posies would come over to play games and have dinner but the past couple weeks have been pretty chilled out.
You had just gotten off work and arrived home to hear your phone ringing from your purse. As you pull it out you see the familier name of a good friend.
"Rafe?"
His voice is cracked and scratchy, usually your heart fluttered at the sound of his voice wether you were willing to admit it or not but something was off.
"Y/n I messed up... I didn't..."
The poor guys could barley get his words out "shhh where are you?"
"Barry's"
Rafe has been trying to get clean if his addiction for months now. It was hard at first and in all honesty you had little to no hope with him being the way he is. Yet for a moment he seemed happier, more active and even smiley around people. You knew it wouldn't last but you care too much to leave him like this.
You never liked Barry, not that he is a bad person himself, just the fact that he can so easily manipulate his customers and rat them out. You don't blame him though, he isn't treated well so why should he treat others well.
By the time you got to your car your phone started ringing again except this time it wasn't Rafe it was JJ
"Hey listen now isn't a good time okay"
"What? Y/n is everything all good"
You put your phone on speaker so you could drive and talk at the same time.
"Yeah it will be. Can I call you later?"
"Uh yeah sure I guess"
You hung up without realizing you had been speeding the highway. Thankfully you didn't get caught but the good thing is you were are Barry's place in no time.
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"Im sorry" Rafe mumbled as you helped go into your house.
You didn't say a word on the way home, you were too mad, and he was too fragile.
"It's fine, what did you take though?"
Rafe looked up at you with confused eyes, he looked offended by your statement and you kept yourself busy getting water.
"Nothing I... im clean" he said in a defeated tone.
"Ok... are you sure? I mean you were Barry's for gods sake" you said throwing your arms up in anger.
As much as you tried to be patient with him there were times it exhausted you to the point of breaking. He said he could do it alone but you knew right from the start he wouldn't of been able to.
Rafe stood up quickly with red cheeks in distress. You regret what you said, withdrawal symptoms can be even worse than the usage on occasion and you curse yourself for not think about that and how he's feeling
"I DIDN'T, WHY CANT YOU TRUST ME?!" Rafes voice is always stern, icy and nonchalant but you could tell from the crack in his words you had hurt his feelings.
"BECAUSE YOU'RE UNPREDICTABLE RAFE THATS WHY!" You bantered back.
A broken silence lingered in the air before it had been interrupted by a knock at your door. You thank the lord internally for the break and head over to answer it as Rafe storms upstairs.
It's not the first time he's lived with you, back when his addiction was terrible he'd get kicked out of his place or get into a fight at someone else's. You always had a space for him here despite who would judge you for it.
You open the door to reveal none other than Jj maybank himself, looking quite conceded.
"Hey you didn't call back... and the yelling" he said suspiciously "is everything all good?"
Knowing Jj and what he's been through in violent households you don't bother trying to cover the situation up.
"Rafe, he's going through this whole withdrawal thing and it's hard..." you sigh leaning against the door frame.
"Why is he here though?" Jj sparks a question to end in yet another argument.
"He doesn't have anywhere else to go, and before you judge I'll remind that sometimes you don't either"
Jj's mouth shuts at the end of your sentence. He looks frustrated because he knows you're right.
"So you not coming to chateau tonight?" Annoyance twisted thorough him and you shook your head.
Jj didn't bother saying goodbye as he left. You knew he was mad because of what Rafe had done to the piggies in the past and how much it effected him. The fact that you compared to two pissed him off more because now he might actually feel bad for the enemy.
As you shut the door you head the distant sound of banging upstairs.
Quickly you run up and into the spare room rafe stays in sometimes. You swing the door open as he is repeatedly punching into a wooden drawer over and over.
"Rafe!" You pace over to him quickly prying his arm away but he doesn't stop "RAFE CAMERON CUT IT OUT"
You pry his arm again but this time he swings at you thankfully missing but you flinch regardless. Rafe looks as if his world has been crushed by your reaction and his eyes impede it'll soften.
"Fuck y/n I'm sorry" he said barley above a whisper.
Rade tucks a strand of your messy hair behind your ear and you sigh as you look at the ground. You two have such a complicated history of being friends enemy's and even lovers that so many emotions come rushing in at once.
But you hold your guard and sit him on the bed as you look at his bloody fist
"At least you didn't break the dry wall" you laugh even with tears welling in your eyes.
You hate seeing him like this, it breaks your heart.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry y/n I was out of control and I..."
"It's okay" you stand informs of him and run your hands through pieces of his thick hair that are draped over his forehead. "I know you're trying"
And at your words rafe melts into. He hugs your waist tightly and pulls you in. He never liked to be seen as weak. He never wanted you if all people to see him crying and being so vulnerable. But you could feel his tears sink into your shirt as he held you tightly.
"Shhhh it's okay baby" you whisper to him.
A/N = I have no idea why I wanted to write that but it was fun lmao lowkey sad tho 😭
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Rafe Cameron Imagines//Oneshots
FanfictionSmut/angst/cute Rafe Cameron x reader oneshots and imagines. Doesn't necessarily follow the plot of outer banks. Comment if you have any requests x