WILD RIDE (Rafe Cameron x OC) *COMPLETE*

Chapter Sixty (Rafe)

CHAPTER SIXTY

Rafe

The Next Day

Guadeloupe

It was late when we got home last night. Alana was so tired she barely said anything to Rose and Rose understood but was still upset because she just wanted to hug her and cry and hear about everything that happened.

So this morning... Bright and early was full of surprises for everyone.

Dad apparently woke up a few days ago so he wanted to hear from me about what the fuck happened with the cross. Rose wanted to hear from Alana all about the island and Carlos Singh. About the diary and everything in between.

A lot of confessions from all of us.

That was when I stood with my arm around Alana's shoulders and she looked like she wanted to vomit. Not because of the baby but because we had to tell them... About the baby.

"So..." I watched Dad take a sip of his coffee to take his pills. "Remember Midsummers? Great night, don't you think?"

Dad and Rose both nod slowly. "Yeah... Shame we can't go to that anymore."

"Right..." I exhale and try to find the words. "So... Uh... I did something that night. And I didn't know until uh.. The other day that Midsummers was going to end up being a night I'll never forget for as long as I live."

"Rafe." Rose looks at me and then to Alana. "What did you do."

Alana chews her lip and coughs before sipping the hot cocoa that Rose made for her. She requested it before her eyes had even fully opened. She wanted hot cocoa made only by Rose. Apparently she makes it the best.

"I did Alana in a supply closet." I blurt out and Alana smacks me in the chest. "Ouch."

Dad sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Rafe.. If you are about to tell me what I think you're about to tell me..."

"Alana's pregnant. As fuck. Like halfway through pregnant." Word vomit might actually be worse than real vomit. Alana grunts at me and then she looks at Rose. "Yeah I didn't do this how we talked about. My bad."

Rose is silent and glares at me for what feels like eternity until she goes over to Alana, putting a hand on her shoulder and the other brushes away the silently falling tears from her eyes. "Look at me." Rose says softly to her. "I am not mad at you. I am not disappointed in you. I'm worried and I'm going to have the doctor do a check up on you, alright? You haven't had any prenatal care. We need to make sure that you're okay and that the baby is okay. Alright? We're going to handle this as a family." Rose shoots a look at my father. "Right, Ward?"

Dad gets up and smiles at Alana then looks at me. "Outside. Now."

We go outside on the porch and Dad sits down. He doesn't say anything for a few minutes. I don't sit, I just lean against the railing and stop myself from pacing. Dad looks at me and huffs a breath.

"Look, I know I fucked up. Like a lot. I took a huge risk trying to sell the cross but.. If I didn't, who knows what would have happened to Alana. Carlos Singh didn't care that she was pregnant. I- If I didn't go I wouldn't have found her. I wouldn't know that Sarah was alright too. Dad, I found out I'm going to be a father."

He nods silently. "You did good, son. But you need to do better if you're going to raise this child. I have a friend in Charleston if.. If you and Alana decide not to keep the child."