Rhea woke up alone in Rafes bed, with a raging headache and dry mouth. The sun was burning her eyes, which felt like they haven't seen light in weeks.As she sat up and stared at the wall she slowly started to remember the day before. Rafe killed Sherif Peterkin.
Rhea searched the room for her phone and found it on the dresser, picking it up and checking the time. 1:00pm. She slept all day. There were notifications of an amber alert on her phone, about John B being the murderer of Sherif Peterkin, and the reward being twenty five thousand dollars.
They blamed it on John B? Rhea didn't know whether to feel relieved or not. Rafe would be okay.
Looking at the notifications she had 3 missed calls from Ward Cameron, and a very long conceringing text.
Ward Cameron
Agent Bratcher wants to speak
with you, Sarah told him what
had happened on the tarmac
but I tried to convince him
she wasn't in her right mind.I need you to tell him that you
and Rafe were in Tannyhill
yesterday. Rose was there too
but she was out gardening.
You too were in his room
doing whatever couples do.We need you to say this.
Unless you want to see
Rafe locked away for life.Rhea was immediately conflicted. If she lied, nothing would happen to Rafe, but an innocent John B would be put in jail. If she told the truth he would be locked away, she would loose the love of her life. She couldn't let that happen.
Rhea Jones
I understand.
It had taken everything in Rhea to get up and brush her teeth. She had nothing to where so she through on one of Rafes shirts and a pair of denim shorts she had left there. She had texted Ward to send her the address which he did.When she got to the spot there were multiple tents, FBI agents and police officers set up. "Rhea, there you are" Ward called which made her turn around.
"This is agent Bratcher who wants to talk to you today." The bald man was intimidating but she shook his hand nevertheless."Why don't you sit down here and tell me everything that happened." He started, looking at Ward as if to tell him to leave. Ward gave Rhea one last knowing look before the pair walked further into the tent. He pulled out a recorder and told her to state her name and explain.
"My name is Rhea Jones"
"And what is your relationship with Rafe Cameron?"
"Rafe is my boyfriend of almost four years."
"Tell me what happened yesterday."
"Rafe texted me to come over because we hadn't seen each other in a while, and—"
"Why is that?"
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FanfictionHe hurt her but it felt like true love Rafe taught her that Loving him was never enough