WILD RIDE (Rafe Cameron x OC) *COMPLETE*

Chapter Two (Rafe)

CHAPTER TWO

Rafe

"We just had a hurricane and the first thing on your mind is a party?" Kelce's smirk and nod tells me tonight is going to be nothing but bad news. I mean, it's Kelce and Topper of all people who are mostly down for a party tonight on the beach right after a hurricane.

I ponder on it for a moment and see the eagerness in their eyes. Fuck it, I'm not a bitch or a pussy. Might as well go out tonight instead of listening to my dad mope and bitch about how the yard isn't being picked up the way he wants for the price he's paying.

Or listen to my youngest sister Wheezie ramble on and on for hours about who even fucking knows. The girl can go from "I saw a frog on my window" to all of a sudden she's rambling about how Pluto is no longer a planet and we should really consider it a planet to not hurt it's feelings anymore.

"Come on, Rafe, there's no power like anywhere. Would you rather sit at home with your family with no power, no phones, no air conditioning... Or..."

"Get shit faced on the beach where it's cool and be entertained by idiots getting into fights?" I shrug. "Fuck it. Let's do this."

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Sarah tags along of course. She's the middle child of us three and Topper is her boyfriend. Both of them are stupid to be dating each other but lucky for me they don't put me in the middle. I made that a known fact the second they started dating and messing around or whatever it is they do.

I do not care as long as it doesn't back fire onto me and bleed into my own personal life. Rolling my eyes at them I reach into a cooler and grab a cold beer, cracking the bottle open and tossing the cap to the wood line.

"Hey," A Touron says. She's got long blonde hair with dark roots and a harsh line between the two colors. Clearly she went blonde before her trip down to OBX this summer. "I like your watch."

Likes my watch? Probably a common thief. Noted. I rest my arm in front of me and glare at her. "Thanks." A dry reply.

"You on vacation too?" She asks as she flips her hair over her shoulder. "I'm from Wisconsin."

"Cool." I mutter. "I live here, well- not here. Over on Figure Eight."

"What's that?" She asks.

"Where there's no Pogues."

"What's a Pogue? Where are they from?"

"The Cut." I reply softly. "You're not from here. You wouldn't get it." She laughs at me but my lips don't even curl up into a smile. "Look, I'm not really in the mood."

"I can put you in the mood." She moves her hand to my thigh and goes to kiss my neck when I back the fuck up quickly. "What's your deal?"

"My deal?" I take a swig of my beer. "You're trying to feel me up and you don't even know my fucking name."

She scoffs. "I'm Naomi."

"Rafe."

"Rafe?" She holds back laughter. "Never heard that one before but I guess there's a first time for everything."

Since I'm already up on my feet I just walk away from her. Easier to leave now and let her shout at me and tell her friends that she made on her one-week trip to OBX that I'm some asshole for not wanting to fuck her thirty-two seconds after meeting her.

Sarah comes running over to me and grabs the beer from my hand. Swigging it and smirking at me. "Topper won't let me have a single drink tonight."

"Leave me out of it." I snatch my drink back.

"I wouldn't drink that if I were you."

"What'd you do? Spit in it?"

"No but Topper-"

I shove the bottle back into her hands. "Fucking keep it. Nasty bitch, I did not need to know that."

Sarah playfully pouts to piss me off even further. "But I didn't even get to spill the details to you."

"Don't you have friends to go and bother? Anyone but me?" I point toward the water where I see some people huddled up and laughing. "Why don't you go hang out with boat boy."

"John B is here?" She turns around quickly. "Do you see Alana?"

"Who?"

"Alana... She comes to the house once in a while. John B's sister-"

I shrug. "I have no fucking clue who you're talking about." I didn't know John B had a sister. If I did meet her it didn't occur to me who she was at all either. If I'm being more honest I don't pay attention to fucking Pogues either. Which is exactly what John B and his sister are. Fucking Pogues.

Sarah sighs. "I'm going to go and see if she's with them. Hopefully Kie hasn't poisoned her mind about me and let her believe I'm the wicked witch or whatever."

"Is she wrong though?"

My sister flicks me in the temple. I grunt and go to push her away from me but she dances off laughing at me with her middle finger up in the air.

I start talking with a few people who I know from passing but my attention is brought back up to the shoreline where I see Topper getting really close in John B's face. Pushing him down into the water. A smirk comes up on my face.

Sarah starts yelling at them to stop and so does Kiara. Another girl is trying to grab John B and her long dark hair falls all the way down to her hip. Her denim shorts sliding down her hips and her bikini top leaving little to the imagination.

Shaking my head, I snap out of it and bring myself back to earth. Taking a few strides forward to where I see Topper throw a punch at John B. The two tossing hits back and forth a few more times until Topper dunks his face into the water and starts trying to drown him.

"Someone stop them!" A girl shouts.

"Someone needs to call the cops!" A guy shouted and that's when people started to disperse.

Sarah was screaming at the top of her lungs and the girl with the long dark hair was climbing on Topper's back and choking him out. Impressive only in the slightest way. It wasn't long until Pope, another Pogue, pulled the girl off and placed her away from the action.

It didn't take long for my sister to scoop the girl up into her arms and coddle her like a baby. That must be John B's sister that Sarah was talking about earlier. Fear was in her eyes when suddenly there was nothing but gasps.

JJ Maybank pulled a gun out of nowhere and placed it to the back of Topper's head. I got knocked over by the crowd of people running to get the fuck out of dodge. I fall back and land my ass onto the sand. Getting up and running with them too.

I turn to look over my shoulder to see Topper running away and JJ Maybank holding the gun up into the air. Shouting and then shooting the gun off into the sky. The bright blast of it a quick flash before we all took off completely.

I waited for Sarah by my car. I'd given her and Topper a ride to the Point. Sarah climbed into the back seat of the car and had tears down her face. Topper got into the passenger seat and hit my dash with his fist. "Let's fucking go, Rafe."

"Don't get rough with my car." I grunt as I climb into the driver's seat. "I fucking knew tonight would be shit."

Sarah answers her phone in the back. "Yeah, I'm okay... Are you? Okay.. Good luck, love you, Alana. Call me if you need me. Bye." I roll my eyes and bring everyone back home.