"Why?" He frowns, tilting his head
She takes her eyes off the horizon and looks back at the blonde "My dad always tells me that if you make a promise while the sun sets, you can't break it"
"Well, I'm going to be cursed or something like this?" JJ...
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–What the hell is happening here! –Maeve screams when she sees a group of Kooks crowding around someone, and a bad feeling began to grow inside her
She and Sarah got closer and finally saw what was happening. Maeve barely had time to process, but then her eyes finally focused on the boy being pushed against the sand, the familiar face. Pope.
–What the fuck did you do, Rafe?! –Maeve shoved him hard, making him stumble back into the sand
Rafe chuckled darkly, lying there as if it was all a game –Look who came to save you Pope
Maeve looked at Pope, her heart sinking at the sight of him so vulnerable. He straightened up, wiping the sand from his face, and even though he didn't say anything, Maeve could see how much it hurt him—not just physically, but his pride and dignity were hurt as well.
–Topper what the hell? –Sarah yelled at him
–Eve? What are you doing here? –Cole asked coming out from behind Topper
Maeve's stomach dropped when she saw her boyfriend standing there. Cole? She couldn't believe it.
–I could ask you the same thing –Maeve mumbled, looking away, guilt creeping into his expression.
–Maeve, I didn't—
–Don't touch me! –She snapped, swatting his hand away when he reached for her
–What the fuck is wrong with you? –Maeve shouted, her voice sharp and filled with rage as she watched Rafe stand up, brushing the sand off his clothes –You Kooks get the fuck out of here, now!
–Rafe, let's go man –Topper said regretfully
Rafe chuckled darkly, dusting himself off as he moved closer, his smirk only deepening –Or what? –He leaned in, his face just inches from hers –What are you gonna do, princess? Huh?
Maeve didn't back down, meeting his eyes with fierce determination –Back the fuck up
Rafe scoffed, glancing briefly at his friends before turning his attention back to her –Relax Montero, we were just trying to get some beers –He said mockingly, his voice dripping with sarcasm –No need to get mad
Maeve raised an eyebrow, her lip curling in disdain –I'm sure you can order one, I mean, you have money, right? Or is daddy not giving you enough?
Rafe's expression darkened, his smug grin vanishing in an instant –You bitch, I'll—
–Enough, Rafe! –Sarah's voice cut through the tension like a knife as she stepped between them, grabbing his arm and pulling him back before he could do anything stupid –Let's go! Now!
