WILD RIDE (Rafe Cameron x OC) *COMPLETE*

Chapter Eighty-Five (Alana)

CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE

Alana

The city was crowded. People everywhere and just bumping right into you. We all stick out like sore thumbs here especially with the way we all stink like ocean water and body odor. Even the deodorant in my go-bag is barely doing anything.

The hiking has given me the worst cramps I've felt in my life and Sarah is starting to get woozy. I go into my bag and give her a bag of chips but it isn't enough to sustain her. She needs more nutrition than a bag of smart pop chips.

"I miss when you had the good snacks." Pope mutters. "Since when are you so-"

Rafe grunts. "Tell me about it." Pope gives him a look in curiosity. "We don't have soda in the house anymore, no- she buys this nasty fake soda that's supposed to be all healthy for you. I told her I wanted chips and dip for game day? She comes home with seaweed chips and hummus. I almost puked just seeing the bag. I went over to Topper's cause I know his mom always has good snacks."

Sarah groans and holds her stomach. "I could use the snack cabinet at Topper's right now... I'm just... Nauseous."

I sit down next to her and hold back the pain that I've had since about an hour into the hike. I didn't want to slow everyone down so I powered through and just kept chugging water. Moving helped but now being stagnant hasn't done much to make the pain go away.

"I've got some cash but not a lot. I don't know how much food this can get us." JJ looks at it and takes it from my hand. "I'll do you one better. I bet that I can snag us plenty of food and not spend a single dollar."

"Jayj..." I mutter. "Please don't."

"Five finger discount never hurt nobody." Cleo says. "Come, I'm an experienced thief. We got this."

"Seriously.. Just take the cash and get some food. Real food." Maybe food will help my cramps go away too. It's been days and none of us have really eaten anything. Rafe stands there and starts pacing back and forth.

Sarah rests her head on my shoulder. "Is it always this bad?"

I nod as I run my fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp and gently taking out any tangles with just my fingers. I hear her groan again. "I'm sorry, I wish I could tell you this is the worst of it."

"What happens if I eat and then eating makes me sick?"

Rafe shakes his head. "You don't have an anti-nausea shit in that bag? Seriously, Alana? You're always so prepared and now when someone needs something-"

"I'm not going to toy around in my bag right here." I seethe at him. "I have... A friend in here."

"A friend? Friend." He throws his hands in the air. "Alana." He gets on his knees in front of me. "Did you take the gun from the ship?"

I nod. "Which is why I don't want to go digging in my bag right now.. Around all these people? Not a good idea. Especially when we don't really blend in.. But I might have to try to find some aspirin. My cramps are horrible."

"You don't get a period." Rafe says. "Not anymore."

"It can vary." I tell him. "They say sometimes you won't get it for four months and then bleed for a month straight. But all I know right now is that it feels like something is cutting open my uterine lining and stabbing me in the stomach. And my lower spine. And my knees. And my boobs."