sweet lies | rafe cameron

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Jj won! I mean I have to admit that I had doubts. But look at the Kook's bikes, Jj's is nothing compared to Rafe's or Topper's.
"What did I tell you huh?!" Jj exclaimed standing on the garden table at the Chateau.
"We're proud of you" grins Kie, "I would've paid anything to see Topper's face one last time when you won" Pope drank from his beer and we all laughed. The sunset was beautiful and this moment almost made me forget everything else.

"Shit!" Kiara suddenly jumped off her seat. "I have to get home, now" "no!" John B shook his head, "I thought it was sleepover?" he added ans Kiara sighed. "I can't, my parents are not joking about this" she finished her beer and put it back on the table. "We'll see each other tomorrow, it's saturday. I'll maybe even convince my parents for a sleepover this time" she taps on Pope's and John B's shoulder.

"Hey Kiara, I'll maybe come with you. Leave the boys to their thing. Can you drop me off?" I then ask and my brother and his two friends look at me surprised.
"I'm offended" jokes Pope, "I'm really tired. Plus Luke's all weekend gone and I have to clean the house at least a little since Jj isn't gonna be the one doing that" I smirk and Jj and he places his legs on the table. "She's right gentleman" "okay well see you guys tomorrow" nods John B. "Yes" I nod and walk with Kiara over to her car.

"Are you okay?" she asks a few minutes later as we're already driving away from John B's house. "Yes, tipsy" I smile and she glances at me, "you just looked off since we left the race" she adds and I gulp. "Seeing Rafe wasn't something that made me feel better indeed" I joke and she nods, "I still can't believe it... you two? I can't imagine it" "well you don't have to anymore, it's over" I reassured her biting my lip.
"Yeah..." she looks at me again like she was checking if I wasn't crying. "I'm good Kie" I say and we spend the rest of the ride in silence.

When she dropped me off I walked over to my house, it was already dark. "Jules" no. No, it couldn't be. 
I kept walking to the front porch.
"Jules!" his voice was louder and harsher the second time. I turned around in speed.

There he was, in front of my house, next to his bike. Holding his helmet on one hand.
"What are you doing here?" I asked flatly.
"I came to talk to you-" "leave" I said. I didn't even realize those words came out of my mouth. It was automatic.

"What?" my words must of caught him off guard too because his face expression totally changed. "I said, leave" "Jules no. Don't do this" he placed his helmet carefully on the bike and walked closer to me. "Stop" I stepped a step away to still have a reasonable distance between us.
"Julienne" him using my real name did something inside of me. My legs were like jelly.
But I couldn't give him the satisfaction of forgiveness, not anymore.

"I don't want to see you" I school my head. I turned around and stepped on the front porch but a strong hand gripped my arm pulling me back.
"Don't do this Jules, we both know that's not true" our faces were just a few inches from each other. I got almost lost in his blue eyes, I had to focus.

"You seem really confident saying that" I smirk. His hand was still wrapped around my forearm. "Let go off me" I added and shook my arm away. "Hear me out okay?" "why should I Rafe? Why should I even listen to other lies that you will tell me- no wait! I should listen to you saying how much you love me and then saying you would never approach a Pogue in your entire life behind back?!" I spit and he blinks multiple times. "I got into a car accident, that night" I then whispered. Why did I say that I bit my lip and he sighs. He carefully touched my neck were the bruises were almost healed. I got shivers the moment his fingers touched my bare skin.

"I know" he nods, "I came" he said that so quietly I almost didn't hear him. "What?" "I came but too late, visiting hours were over" he explained removing his hand from my neck. "I wanted to talk to you, see you" he said and I almost forgot why we stopped talking in the first place.

"Well... I appreciate that. But it doesn't change anything" I take a deep breath. "I love you-" "you keep saying that Rafe. I'm not sure I believe it anymore...I need time" I shake my head and he cups my face with his ice cold hands.
I placed my hands on his to make him remove them but he didn't move.
"What I said, at Sarah's party, was stupid. And selfish. I wanted to please my friends so I lied and said things that hurt you and then hurt me too. The night I went to see you at the hospital...I was fucked. Like more than ever" he explained, his voice sounded so calm.

"I thought I lost you forever Jules, I did the only thing I could to ease my mind. I called Barry and he told me that he's not gonna sell me anything. That he cares about you and he doesn't want me to hurt you anymore, that it's for my best" "Barry said that?" I asked numbly. "Yeah...whatever, my point is... I'm sober now, since the party. I decided I don't want to escape the pain I was feeling when I lost you. I wanted the reminder of how I acted, of what an asshole I am" he murmured, "and the pain is eating me alive Jules, I wanted to relapse so many times. I didn't. I tried to stay away from you. I couldn't. That's why i'm here, after seeing you at the race I realized... I realized I will do anything to get you back. Or at least your respect...forgiveness...something?" he mumbles and I stay still.
"Rafe..." "no I know...I know, I don't deserve your forgiveness , I don't even deserve you looking in my direction since you are literally the most incredible woman I ever met...But I need your forgiveness Julienne, I won't be able to live with myself" he shakes his head.

He slid his fingers down from my cheeks to my neck then to my waist. He pulled me closer and I immediately looked down at our feet.

"I'm just not sure I can give you what you want right now" I whisper. Rafe suddenly raised my chin with his finger to make me look at him.
His eyes staring deep into mine made my heart melt a little. He then pulled my waist even closer and our bodies were pressed against each other. He leaned in closer making or lip's barely touching.
After a few seconds of hesitation he crashed his mouth against mine.

I forgot everything the minute our lips finally met.
I forgot what day we were, where we were, who we were.
I could only focus on this very moment.
This moment. These lips. This strong body pressed against mine, pulling me closer and closer.

I. Am. On. Fire.