Good Days •Rafe Cameron•

Work Together

    

The bright sunlight from the window peaked through the curtains as I buried my face away from the harsh light.
     "Mmmmhhhm..." I whined trying to pull the covers over my head. "Phoebe!" Kiara whispered loudly, yanking the covers from my body.
     "What?" I asked, turning on my side so that I could face her.
     "I'm going to tell Mr. Singh about the diary." She states, looking down at the foot of the bed.
    Rafe was still asleep. His shoulders moved up and down as tiny breaths escaped his lips. His eyelids moved softly as if he was dreaming something blissful.
     "Okay, I'll stay in with Rafe. Get him to calm down a bit." I say. Kiara nods, pulling herself off the bed. Her long curls ruffled from sleep as she tiptoed over to the window.
      "Hey." She knocked on the window softly, trying not to wake Rafe.
    I pull myself from the bed as well. The wood floors were cold as I tiptoed past Rafe. I pulled my hair out of its bun, shaking my curls.
     "Sir! Get Mr. Singh." I demanded, pointing to the door.
     "What are you doing?" Rafe's tired voice asked as he sat up off the floor. Kiara and I ignored his questions as we continued to badger the man on the balcony.
     "Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!" Rafe rushed over to me. He drops a hand on my shoulder trying to pull me away from the window. I swat his hand away. "What the hell are you doing?" Rafe tries to grab Kie, but she quickly backs away.
     "Like we owe you an explanation." She sasses. Kiara pushes past Rafe, headed for the door. "Hey, Kie!" Rafe follows her.
    "I need to speak with Mr. Singh." She knocked on the door. "Think for a second! Kie, what are you doing?"
     "DON'T TALK TO ME!" She shouts, putting a hand to his face.
     Rafe turns back to me with a distraught look. "You're lying about this diary thing. You know where it is?" His jaw ticked.
     "No, we don't." I roll my eyes. I sit back on the bed, running my hands through my curls. "You wish." Kiara said, walking back to the window.
     "Okay, listen, I wouldn't tell me either." He starts. "But we've got to work together. If you two wanna get out of here and see your Pogue friends, then you have to trust me." He states.
    "It does not work like that, Rafe. And you know it. It may be easier to convince me. But if Kiara, my own cousin, doesn't wanna work with you, then I have to respect that. I'm always going to be on her side, Rafe." I state.
    Kiara gives Rafe a sly smile, as if she was saying 'I told you so'.
     "He's never gonna believe that we don't know something." Rafe says, trying to remain calm. He once again, tries to lay a hand on Kie's shoulders, but she reacts quickly.
    "HEY!" She snaps. Pushing him forcefully away from her.
    "Look around Kie. I'm your best chance. The only friend you two got." He breaths heavy as he waits for her to respond.
      The door to the bedroom is suddenly unlocked. One of the guards walking his. He held his hand gun tightly.
    Kiara and I rushed over to the man. "We need to talk to Mr. Singh." Kie and I demanded.
     "Just one." The guard spoke with his heavy accent. Kie looks as me then back to Rafe, before looking back to me again. I nod my head. "You go, okay." I say, stepping back.
    The guard takes Kiara's arm, guiding her out the door, before locking me and Rafe up in the room.
     "What's going on?" Rafe immediately asked, once the door was shut.
    "We need to get off this island, is what's going on." I responded. I look out the window.
     We were surrounded my grassland and tall brick walls. It is going to be almost impossible to escape this place without anyone seeing us.
     "Babe, what happened? Why are you acting like this?" Rafe asked. He takes my hands in his, rubbing small circles on the back.
    "Acting like what?" I shrugged. "Distance. You're acting like you don't want to be around me. I thought everything was good. Guadeloupe was good. What changed?" He pried.
     "Oh, my God, Rafe!" I snap, pulling my hands away. "Guadeloupe was a vacation. Did you actually think I was enjoying myself on that island? I was miserable. I had no friends or family to talk to. You were just a distracting for the time being. But now it's back to the real world. I'm not your girlfriend. And it's my fault for allowing myself to lead you on like this. I love you, Rafe. I really do. But me and you both know that this is toxic. We can't be together. My friends look at this relationship like a joke. And they're right."
    I don't know what came over me. What possessed me to say that in one breath. I was ashamed to be his girlfriend. I was ashamed to have ever gotten involved with him. And I know Kiara tries not to judge. That's why I love her. But it's insane.
     "So, what? You don't wanna be with me anymore?" Rafe asked. "I'm not saying that." I whined. "I'm just saying that if we get out of here, I want to go home. And by home, I mean Kildare." I sighed, looking down at my feet.
"Yo! What?" Rafe shouts. "Phoebe. You can't do this. You can't leave me." He pulls me into a warm hug, stroking his fingers through my hair. His other hand lays on my back as he rubs circles, soothingly.
"I love you, Be." He hums. "What you do affects me Phoebe, okay. And you don't get that." He said, pulling away from the hug but immediately taking my face in his hands and caressing my cheeks.
     He crouches down to my level. "No one cares for you as much as I do, alright. You're mine. You understand, right?" His blue eyes stare deep into my brown eyes. He looked at me like I was some kind of treat.
    "Rafe.....I." I start, but I'm quickly cut off with him smashing his lips onto mine.
     His tongue grazes my lips as he becomes dominant. He wraps his arms tightly around my body. I couldn't help in. I melted. I melted into his touch. My body was on fire.
    We wanted to deepen the kiss but the sound of the door unlocking, broke us from our intimate act.
    Kiara is suddenly shoved back into the room. She hops onto the bed before burying her face in her hands and bringing her knees close to her body.
    Rafe and I stood silent as we waited for her to speak. "What happened?" Rafe demanded. I put up a warning hand. "Don't." I say calmly to Rafe.
     "Kie, are you okay?" I place a hand on her shoulder. She immediately response by laying her head on my shoulder.
     "You're gonna have to talk to me at some point, okay?" Rafe sighed. He was obviously pissed. He didn't want to be ignored. He didn't want to be left out.
    Kiara lifts her head, glaring at Rafe. "Do I have to remind you of everything you've done? You killed Peterkin. Do you remember that? And everything you've put Phoebe through. And what about Sarah, huh? Everything you did to your sister." She states.
    "Peterkin." Rafe scoffs. "I was protecting my father. Okay." Rafe shouts. He points at his chest as if he is in the right. "I did what I had to, so....dont." He says, before taking a seat on one of the chairs.
     "I'm as much a victim as she is." Rafe states. Kiara and I give the Kook a confused look. "No? Think about it. Okay? What did I get from shooting Peterkin, huh? Nothing. Okay? I had nothing against her. I mean, I...I...I liked her. You think I wanted to make that choice, huh? Rafe struggles to speak as he begins to cry.
    "What I did was a gift from me to my father...for him, and I got screwed because of it, okay? So don't get that look when I say I'm a victim, all right? I am!" His voice raises.
     Kiara lowers her head again, ignoring him. "I will admit, though, what I....what I did to Sarah...what I tried to do, um...." His voice quivers as he stand up from the chair.
     This was one of the most vulnerable moments I have seen with him. And I don't think there's a time where I have seen him cry.
     "What I tried to do to Sarah, I admit that was wrong. I know that. All right. So you don't have to remind me." He sobbed.
     Nothing could stop me from crying. I felt my cheeks become wet as I cried. He seemed so distraught and upset with himself. I finally realized that he wants to do better.
    Rafe takes a deep breath as he begins to smack his head maniacally.
    "Oh, God." Kiara sighs, rolling her eyes.
    "She was family. I should've never touched her, you know. I should have never touch her, but, you know, I just lose control in moments like that, and I don't know what happened. I'm trying...I'm trying to get better. It doesn't matter. All I'm saying is just that I'm not the bad guy you think I am, okay? But even if I was, even if I was just, like, bad Rafe Cameron or something....you got no choice. You may not want to trust me, okay, but I'm your best bet." He says.
       "You think I believe this crap. You had absolutely no reason to shoot Peterkin." Kiara spoke. She stands from the bed, getting in Rafe's face.
    "No reason?" Rafe scoffed. "I had all the reason, Kie. You would do the same. If someone had a gun pointed to Be, what would you do?" Kiara remained silent.
    "What if I had the gun pointed to Be?" He embellished the idea into Kiara's mind. "Rafe stop!" I shout, getting in between the two. I put a hand on Rafe's chest pushing him away from Kiara.
"This has nothing to do with how we're gonna get out of here. You two need to put aside your differences for just one day. We need to get off this island. And we need to find a way home!" I snapped.
Kiara takes a seat onto the bed. Rafe follows behind crouching down on his knees before her. He begins to rest his hands on her thigh, but Kiara quickly stops him from doing so.
"Look. I got a boat that can get us off the island, okay? But first, we gotta get out of here, and it is better if we work together." Rafe says.
The rumbling of a van pulls forward outside, distracting us from our thoughts. The three of us rush over to the window.
Guards talking indistinctly amongst themselves as they ordered everyone into the vans. Guns and dogs everywhere.
"They're leaving?" Rafe asked. "They're going to find John B and your sister." Kiara answered. "Wait?!" I question. "They're here? On the island?" I wanted to cry with joy. Four weeks. That's how long I believed they were dead.
"Sucks for them. That's good for us though. This may be our only shot at getting out of here." Rafe smirks.