ROCK BOTTOM ~ Rafe Cameron // OC // JJ Maybank

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a/n: guys I literally forgot to write John B jumping Ward at the end of S2 so just go with the explanation I force in lmao

also this took foreverrr to write for some reason and I actually scrapped a whole plot line of Bex becoming lowkey abusive to Rafe and Wheezie so bare with me while I plan this next section

lemme know what yall think if it's getting boring pleaseeee just lmk

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tw: drug abuse

It was technically Bexley's fault that Mr. Cameron was injured, and she wondered if leaving her alone with Rafe was his sick way of getting back at her.

Mr. Cameron had gotten hurt before they reached the island, on the same day the pogues stormed the ship. He had been slowly recovering ever since.

When the pogues left the ship that day, Mr. Cameron had been unharmed. But her friends had left a surprise for him, apparently. A trap had been set up in Mr. Cameron's room, a trap that had JJ's name written all over it.

There was an explosion. Someone had turned on a gas stove, and they had left it on. It wasn't a big enough deal to cause major damage to the ship, just a fire inside the room. Mr. Cameron had been the only one inside the room when it caught fire, and while he hadn't been seriously burned, the force of the quick explosion had pushed him out of the room, and down a three deck staircase. His back and head were badly injured.

It seemed he wasn't healing fast enough on the island, which is why he needed to leave for this 'physical therapy' on the mainland.

So he was leaving today, and he was only taking Rose with him.

And Bexley would be left alone with the boy who had tried to kill her.

Her blood ran cold just thinking about it.

She would not be completely alone with him, she tried to remind herself. Wheezie would be here.

But Rafe had terrorized Bexley so much in the past, even with Wheezie just down the hall.

Part of her was so sure she would die this week.

She wondered if she'd die today. She wondered if the moment Mr. Cameron was gone, Rafe would storm into her room, drag her off her bed, and slam her head against the floor again and again until she stopped moving.

Or maybe he would drown her. She could just picture being in the ocean with Wheezie, only for Rafe to finally snap, and push her head beneath the water until she eventually stopped trying to get back up.

Or maybe he would poison her. He had drugged her before. He had forced her to swallow a roofie in the past, causing her to fall unconscious and lose memories. Maybe he'd poison her food with bleach, or some other chemical, and she would die in her sleep.

Or maybe he would just shoot her.

Bexley didn't know if there were any guns here, but she had this terrible feeling in her gut that there were.

Maybe Rafe would wake her up with a gun in his hand, like he had before, and then maybe he would shoot her like he shot Susan. Maybe he would shoot her, and then himself.

Oh, god, he could do anything.

She couldn't leave this room.

Bexley told herself that no matter what happened, she could not leave this locked bedroom at all until Mr. and Mrs. Cameron returned home.

Rafe and Wheezie went out to see their father off the next morning. The two siblings walked down to the beach, saying a heartfelt goodbye as if Mr. Cameron wasn't abandoning them here on this awful island.