𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚 ✰ 𝐫. 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑬𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕

c/w: violence, guns, slight description of injury and blood

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The blinding sun is what woke me up when it shone through the full length windows, making me squint my eyes. It took me a few seconds to realise that I was not at the Chateau or Tannyhill, my heart sunk to my stomach when I felt a hand on my waist that didn't belong to me. My eyes shot open to see that Rafe's head was laying on the pillow next to me, my body slightly curled into him. One of my hands moved down my body to feel that I had no clothes on, but a light blanket covered me up and slightly covered Rafe. Oh god. Oh god.

Rafe was still sound asleep next to me as soft snores escaped his lips, his chest rising and falling in perfect sync. What on earth do I say to him? Bits and pieces were coming back to my mind in flashbacks as I rubbed my eyes, words such as baby and good girl stuck in my memory as I internally groaned.

I slowly lifted the blanket off of me, putting it over Rafe's sleeping body as I carefully scooted to the edge of the bed, sitting up and placing both feet on the floor softly as I prayed that he wouldn't wake up. I rose to my feet and saw my bikini bottoms and shorts on the floor, and I bent down to get them, but there was no top to match. Brilliant. That's on the balcony. I had no idea if anyone else was still here, so I tiptoed out of the room as I gently pulled the door open, peeking my head out of the door frame but hearing nothing.

I found the balcony door open as I crossed the hallway, stepping out onto the hard wooden floor to find my bikini top on one of the sofas. I picked it up and tried to try it around my neck and back, but giving up and reaching for my shorts instead before I heard a voice.

"Cherry?" My head snapped to the balcony door and a scream came out from my throat.

"Wheezie?! What're you doing here?!" I quickly ducked behind the back of the couch, peeking my head back up to see Sarah's sister covering her eyes.

"Rafe told me to meet him here at 10! What're you doing here?" Wheezie said and I sighed loudly.

"Good question. Could you just pass me those shorts please? Thanks." I said quietly to her as I began to regret my life choices, she passed them over to me whilst still covering her eyes.

I quickly slipped the denim shorts on and tied the loose strings of my bikini, and pulled the shorts up as I stood up. "There. Thank god that's over." I put my hand on my forehead before walking out from behind the sofa.

"Where's Rafe?" She asked as I put both hands over my face.

"Um... uh— I don't know exactly." I didn't know what to say to her, we're pretty good friends and she was almost like a little sister to me.