WILD RIDE (Rafe Cameron x OC) *COMPLETE*

Chapter Eighty-Six (Rafe)

CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX

Rafe

The stinging in my hand is almost too much to bear. "Baby.." I mutter through clenched teeth. "Baby wrap my hand. And quick."

Alana uses some of the water to clean the wound and then wraps it quickly. God, she's so fucking beautiful.

"You okay?" I ask her. "Listen, I know I scared you by doing that but Alana... He was going to try to kill both of us, alright? He killed his own wife. He tried to drown JJ back on Kildare and he killed Hollis. And Wes. And the body in the dunes. Who knows who else he's killed. We're the only thing standing in his way of the crown and guess what? Now we can get this shit to Sarah and John B."

"I.. I'm not really upset about that right now." I look in her eyes. Her eyes that are swamped with pain and anger. Hurt and resentment. "Who was making moves on you? Who.. Rafe, please be honest with me."

"Sofia." My stomach hurts from having to relive that over again. "I just thought she was being friendly at first. I mean, you're her friend and she's dating JJ. Shit, she's been to our house for parties and shit. I didn't think she was being anything more than just nice. Then one day I was at the bar with Topper and she was serving. She stood by me and told me about how great Hollis is to work with. I told her I wasn't really interested but she told me it's a good idea. Then... Her hand slid up my thigh so I went home to you."

Alana nods and lets out a breath. "I thought she was my friend..."

"She was." I tell her truthfully. "But money does shit to people. Especially people who need the money. Look at how quick Barry was to sell me out a few years ago all for the fucking money. Look at our fathers. Shit- look at the shit we've all done for the gold and for the money."

Silence.

"Alana I'm sorry I should have told you-"

"What night was it?" She asks me and I shrug.

"I don't know. A month or so ago?"

"You came home and we had sex. You stunk like whiskey but you said you barely got one glass down before wanting to come home and come to bed with me."

I nod. "Yeah, that was the night. And the part about the whiskey is true. I barely drank anything before she tried coming onto me. Please, you have to trust and believe me. Why would I lie?"

Anger curls onto her face. "So a girl hits on you. A girl we thought was our friend and instead of coming home and telling me about it, you come home, you lie, and you manipulate me with your fucking cock?"

"I wouldn't put it like that-"

"What ever happened to honesty, Rafe? Telling each other the truth no matter how much it hurts. JJ might have been a fucking moron but didn't lie to me when we were together. If a bitch hit on him he told me right away. If a dude hit on me? JJ hit him in the throat with his boot. But you? You're too comfortable with lying."

"It's not lying if I just left out details."

"That's literally lying." She raises her hands over her head as tears roll down her face. "I am so done, Rafe Cameron. I'm... I'm done. You owe me. You owe me big time."

"I'll buy you whatever-"

She scoffs loudly. "I don't want you to buy me things! I need you to prove that your behavior is changed! I want changed actions not a new bracelet or hand bag! I want you to share your day with me. The good and the bad. I want you to trust me and I want to trust you. I thought I trusted you- I... I don't want to be the sad sixteen-year-old girl with no parents and a shitty boyfriend all over again that everyone feels sorry for."