WILD RIDE (Rafe Cameron x OC) *COMPLETE*

Chapter Eighty-Four (Alana)

CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR

Alana

I never liked typical fairytales. I liked tales that had been twisted and warped and gave you a different perspective on life and love. I liked when the bad guy got the good girl. I liked when the hero would become the villain or when the least likely to die would die.

I loved a heart wrenching story that left you breathless. Left you gaping at the wall until you remembered that you're not part of that story. That you didn't know those people and you didn't fall in love with the Fae Lord who once held you captive but truthfully it had been your heart he'd captivated instead.

I was the girl who rooted for Gaston and not Beast. I was the girl who thought Hades had more game than Hercules. I was the girl who thought Kovu truly should have had a villain arc and become what everyone feared he'd truly been rather than prove them wrong.

Instead, I live in a world where Harry Potter is the hero and Draco Malfoy is just the mean asshole even though he had it far worse than Harry growing up. A world where Jon Snow was deemed the bad guy because he saved what was left of the world from the real villain and his true moment of heroic valor had been stolen because of his own kin. A cruel world where Bucky Barnes is alone and Captain America gets his happy ending.

The fire burns in front of us. Warming my hands on a chilly night. I didn't expect it to get chilly here but we stayed close to the shoreline which explains that. Rafe kept his arm tightly around him and Sarah... Thank all the Gods of this world and any other world that can be thanked because she is okay and she's alive and she's sitting right across from me.

Smiling at me.

"So," I try to fight the smile curling on my lips. "How are you feeling? Sick? Cravings? Tired more than usual?"

"Bloated." Sarah complains. "Everything hurts, even before the boat shit."

I nod. "And you feel like no matter how much you piss you still need to let out another gallon, huh?" I laugh as the memories from being pregnant with Leah come flooding back to my mind. "Just wait until you have a watermelon attached to your body and you're trying to get out of bed at night-"

"Watermelon?" Rafe laughs. "Babe, you had an entire beachball under your shirt. You were-"

"Choose. Your words... Carefully." I point my finger in his face as I grit my teeth. Eyes seething with flames. "Or you'll forever be cut off."

He swallows hard and goes silent.

"I thought you looked so cute." Cleo says. "Even if you were always in a bad mood."

"I never slept." I look at Cleo and then back to Sarah. "Everyone will tell you to sleep before the baby comes but once that baby starts making it known that it's there and starts taking up space that it doesn't even have? You won't sleep at all. Leah used my spine as her personal punching bag at once point."

"Oh joy." Sarah looks at John B and he gives me a why the fuck are you saying this shit type of glare. "So basically I'm going to blow up, never sleep, and constantly be in a bad mood?"

Rafe and I both nod and say, "Yep." At the time exact time.

"And no amount of anything she craved was enough." Rafe says to John B. "If Sarah starts craving something just stock up on it. And be prepared to make waffles from scratch at 4 in the morning only for them to be thrown up five times before 7."

"Wow, you guys are so great. I mean seriously you're not terrifying us or anything." John B rolls his eyes. "Any other great advice?"

"You'll poop." I tell Sarah. "I thought Barry was lying when he said that. But it's true. And they say you won't even realize it because they clean it so fast but maybe the nurse I had was part sloth because I literally watched her clean it and then I watched Rafe turn so green he could've been a traffic light telling everyone to go."