Love is just a game-Rafe Cameron/Pogue story

Chapter 6

I woke up to my phone ringing. I picked it up and checked the time. 8:56 I read.

I rubbed my hand against my eyes. My mouth formed a yawn.

I tossed my blanket on my bed and headed to the bathroom.

I washed my hands and began brushing my teeth. I spit out the toothpaste in the sink. I put my toothbrush away, and smiled in the mirror.

"Looks good," I said. I walked back in to my room and started my morning.

I wanted to go for a walk so I did. I wore denim shorts, a red tank top, and shiny white sneakers.

I walked for about a mile around town. I noticed my shoelaces hitting against my shoe. I bent down to tie them.

I heard the sound of an engine buzzing. Next to me, was a red motorbike. Not just anyone's, Rafe's.

"Need a ride?" Rafe asked me.

"No, Rafe," I said. I finished tying my shoelace, and kept walking. But he didn't take no for an answer.

I stopped walking and turned to him. I crossed my arms against my stomach. "Don't you have something better to do?" I asked him.

He lifted his helmet off of his head. He seemed to show a slight smirk at me.

"Doesn't your daddy want you home, or did you get kicked out?" I teased.

He rolled his eyes, to a point where I could barely see his pupil. "No. Does your daddy want you home? You know, your real dad," he trailed off.

I cleared my throat. I felt my eyes fill with water. I blinked my eyes and aloud the tears to fall down my cheek.

I'm not sensitive. I can handle Rafe and any dick that comments on my life. But, I guess hearing something like this, come from him, made it different.

I wiped the tears and sniffled. "How's your mom? ..I'm sorry didn't she abandoned you when you were two," I taunted. "I guess you were a pain in the ass even then. Hmm...some things never change."

I began walking away, heading towards the Chateau.

I felt a hand grasp on to mine and pull me back. "That's it? Huh?" Rafe argued.

"I'm not scared of you, Rafe," I told him.

I pulled my arm away from Rafe. "I'm not saying you should be," Rafe said.

"What, Rafe?" I asked him.

Rafe peered into my eyes. I could feel his hand run through a strand of my hair. His cold, pale hand touched my chin.

He leaned his face towards mine. I felt his lips against mine it felt soft and tentative.

I slowly brought my face back and took a few steps back.

I couldn't say anything, so I just turned around. My feet ambled at a good paste. I took one quick glance at him.

I heard his bike start, and then I saw him drive away in front of me.

Only someone could make me do something so stupid like that.

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Chateau

I'm hoping, I could speak to John B...alone.

I wasn't sure who was here, but I heard a women speaking. It didn't sound like Kie, so I ducked outside of John B's house and peeked into his window.