WILD RIDE (Rafe Cameron x OC) *COMPLETE*

Chapter Eighteen (both)

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Rafe

I unbuckled my seat belt and reached for the door even though my dad said to stay in the car. I couldn't do that. I couldn't let him fight my battle for me I had to at least show my face to Barry after what he did to me today. And every time before that.

When I'm wrong I'll admit and I was wrong for blowing all the money I was supposed to give to Barry. I was wrong to blow Dad's money on a bike and then lose it for coke and then blow the coke money on clothes and alcohol and other shit I didn't need but that I wanted so fucking badly.

The car door closes behind me and before I even take three steps I hear my name being hissed out.

"Rafe," Alana's voice sucks me back to reality. Her hand is facing up but not stretched out toward me. "Your dad said to stay in the car."

I scoff and shake my head. "You already broke that rule, Routledge."

"And you broke rules last night. A lot of rules, Rafe Cameron. You... You made me break my rules."

"Your rules?" I shake my head. "This isn't about you right now, Routledge. Get the fuck over it. And while you're getting the fuck over it get back in the car too."

"No." She crosses her arms. "Avocado."

"Routledge-"

"You have to be honest with me now. I said it, Rafe Cameron, I said the magic word."

Her voice was filled with frustration and tears started to prick her eyes. I'm too fucked for this shit right now. I've got my mind in a million different places and she's not making this easy on me.

"What do you want me to be honest about? Hm? About what's happening right now? About last night? I was drunk, Alana." I emphasize the severity of how drunk I was with my hands. "I was fucking plastered."

"Not when we had sex.. You were sober."

"Then tell me-"

"I lost my virginity to you last night, Rafe. And you don't even care... I promised myself I'd save myself for someone I truly love and that it would be romantic and magical like it is in the stories and movies and..."

"And I fucked you in a supply closet." I grind my teeth. "I can't do this right now. I have to go handle this shit."

"Did you fuck this guy over or did he fuck you over?" She asks. "He's sketchy. JJ's dad gets drugs and shit from him. Parties here a lot too. I'm not oblivious to this kind of shit especially a house like this? It's a trap house."

I nod and hear lots of grunting sounds. "Get back in the car."

She blinks at me.

"Avocado. Now get back in the fucking car."

She hangs her head down but listens to me for once. When I turn to the back of the house I find money spread across the grass and my old man is kicking the fucking shit out of Barry.

He's coughing and wheezing and struggling to breath while Ward's boot is just glued to his fucking ribs.

My stomach turns into one big knot. I'm the biggest piece of shit.. I truly am letting my dad fight my battles for me. It should be me kicking the fuck out of Barry not my dad doing it for me while I sit back in the car and diddle my thumbs together.

Dad turns around and sees me and he goes ghostly. "I told you to stay in the god damn car, Rafe."

I blink at him while my eyes water.

"Get your bike."

I pause. "I'll pay you back." I promise to him.

Dad starts toward the car. "No you won't Rafe. Do you know why? Because you're a liar and a thief and you cannot be trusted. I can't have you in my house.. I can't trust you. I've got two additional kids to look after and the moment I blink and turn away from you, this is how you act. You're not welcome back in my house, son."

"Where do you want me to go?" I feel tears in my eyes now. "Dad?"

He keeps walking toward the car and I call out for him again but nothing. No fucking response. Barry continues groaning on the ground and I feel my blood boiling but my heart is shattering in my chest.

I'm a failure.

-

Alana

Three Days Later

John B and Sarah said they needed my help to go to a pawn shop to try to sell the lump of gold they tried to melt down. Apparently I look the most believable out of anyone and no one would recognize me. Which is bullshit but I guess whatever works.

JJ is still hardly speaking to me but he kicks it into gear when we have to go in there together and lie to the woman working the counter. He drops the hunk of gold down onto the counter with a clang and says he wants to sell it.

"Where the hell did you kids find gold like this?" She asks suspiciously. Not because it's a lot of gold but because she clearly thinks it's fake.

Jokes on her.. It isn't.

The Pogues actually did it. They found the fucking gold and it was due to my advice so that's why I'm being put to work now. And because it's my day off too.

I decided to break myself into an English accent for some spice. "Mum had a statue of Queen Elizabeth from her golden jubilee. Got it right at Buckingham house."

JJ side eyed me and then smiled. "Yep. Buckingham house."

"Palace you mean?" The woman at the counter cocked an eyebrow.

"Ma'am, we say things differently back home in London." I keep up the fake accent and she shrugs then asks me what brought me to Kildare. "Mum loved the beaches but the ones back home are... Well you don't want to swim in those waters, Ma'am. I promise you that. Then I... I lost my mum and needed American dollars to stay here. I heard from my new friends that you buy gold so.. Goodbye the Queen Elizabeth. In statue form, that is."

She ran the necessary tests on the gold and deemed it as real.

After talking to her manager she came back and wanted to rip us off. JJ talks her up on the price and says we need it in cash. No checks. She instructs us that the money is at the warehouse so we pile up in the twinkie and hit the road.

We're driving for a solid fifteen minutes when the lights of cop car are behind us but it isn't the cops. A shot gun is pointing into John B's window and I'm huddled in the back on the twinkie and hoping this isn't how I die.

At least I won't die a virgin like I used to think I would.

He makes us all lay down on the side of the road in the dirt and for a second I realize who this guy is. I say softly. "I know him... Rafe just fucked him over and Ward kicked his ass." Sarah looks at me in shock but I turn to JJ. "He's the guy your Dad bums off of."

In an instant John B and JJ are fucking him up. Everyone gets some kicks in except me. I just stand there like an idiot and completely in shock. Pope snags the gold back and JJ takes his wallet and grabs his address.

"We've got one last stop." He says in a tone that sends chills down to my bones. "Let's go check out this piece of shit's house."

"Ya'll won't get away with his!" Barry shouts. "I know each and every one of ya'll!"