They were inseparable, best friends from the mere age of seven. Where did it all go wrong?
Amelia and Rafe.
Rafe and Amelia.
One never seen without the other at their side.
"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘈 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧. 𝘏𝘦 𝘫𝘶...
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𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐬
"You're only just up?" Caiden, my older brother greets me as I enter the kitchen.
I'm almost certain that boy has at least three brain cells to his name. Sometimes I even wonder if he was switched at birth, giving how different we are.
"Maybe... is that a problem?" I lean my elbows on the counter in front of me, popping a grape into my mouth.
He gives me he an irritated once over, dramatically rolling his eyes.
"I need to talk to you, and I don't wanna hear any shit" he grumbles at me.
Now it's my turn to roll my eyes.
"What Caiden?" I sigh exasperatedly, fully bracing myself for whatever stupidity is going to spew from his mouth.
"You know how mom and dad are going to Charleston for the weekend?" He begins, but I'm already letting out a groan, throwing my head back in frustration.
"I was thinking I have a few people around" he continues.
"You mean a party?" I raise a brow.
"Small gathering" he grunts back at me.
"Party..." I mutter, just waiting until he admits it, like he always does.
"Stop being a pain in the ass Amelia" he argues with me, shooting me an angry look.
I put my hands up in mock defence, not before shoving another grape in my mouth.
"Fine, you want a... small gathering. But that means I get to invite a few of my friends" I smile at him, his face already contorting into a grimace.
"No. I'm not having your little Pogue friends here ruining my party"
"Ha! So it is a party" I point at him, catching him out.
He scowls at me, pulling the bowl of grapes towards him from the other side of the counter so I can't eat anymore.
"Hey. My grapes" I frown.
"Shut up! Just listen to me for a second please" he snaps, before letting out an unsteady breath, leaning his hands on the kitchen island.
"I'll let you bring... some friends... if you keep quiet about this to mom and dad. Okay?"
"Can I think about it?" I ask with a cheeky smile.
"Amelia" he growls, as if he's on his last nerve.
"Okayyy fine. my lips are sealed" I pretend to zip my lips up with my fingers.
"Your brother is having a party and is letting us come? Woah. You bribe him or something?" jj chuckles sarcastically as he leans back on John b's boat, otherwise known as the HMS Pogue.
