My obsession with Rafe Vega : Teen Fiction

Chapter 28

 I sat on the sand, watching the furious waves lap up the shore.  I was oblivious to the cold drizzle of rain making my hair look like a mop head.  I remembered exactly where Rafe had parked the car.  I remembered where he had gathered me into his embracing arms and kissed me.  I coiled my head to the direction we ‘d walked hand in hand and talked about nothing and everything.  I zipped up my drymac and put the hood over my hair.  I blew at the diamond of rain drops on the tip of my nose.  I wished I could be somewhere else, but here I was sitting on the murky sand at Bondi and not answering the repeated calls from April.

 A group of us girls had planned to backpack for a week when school closed.  We’d surfed the net, all agreed that Perth was the ideal spot for a five day hiking adventure.  Our flights had been booked and paid for.  April and I had been looking forward to trekking the Darling Ranges and take a boat out on the Swan River.  On a personal level, I wanted to view the world famous engineering feat of Mundaring Weir that my biological father had been instrumentally involved in.  April is an obsessive nature lover.  She wants to check out the Shire of Kalamuda.  I recall her raving on and on about the scenic national parks, craft galleries, local art shops, state forests etcetera, etcetera.  Now as I sat here at the beach drenched to the skin, I had no desire to go to Perth or anywhere for that matter.  I wanted Rafe.  I wanted to be with him.  I wanted to go to him.  I want him damn it.  We were due to fly out to Perth the next morning.

Two days ago, I thought about Cade accompanying us, but things have changed.  Her mom had rented a fancy town house near Sydney harbour.  Cade had not thought twice, before she’d said yes to her mother’s request for her to go and stay with her there.  I had thrown a tantrum, saying Cade was entrusted to our care.  Roger had very diplomatically informed me that Cade’s mother had legal custody of her own child over any of us.  So I’d kind of yielded.  I guess Cade was my link to  Rafe in a way, and I’d selfishly not wanted her to go. 

My darling Rafe, he’d called me last night, when he’d landed in Spain.  We’d spoken for I think two hours.  I don’t know, I did not count, though it seemed like five minutes.  Before he’d ended the call,  I’d told him again that I love him, and again he’d not reciprocated the words, but it did not matter.  When he comes back, he will.  I know he will.  I had not told Rafe his mom was here.  Mom had told me I should not mention anything, as it was not my place to do so.  I knew Rafe was going to call Cade after he spoke to me, so it was up to her to drop that bombshell.

My phone rang again, I saw April's number reflect on the screen and clicked the answer button.  I waited patiently until she completed ranting about the fifty millions calls and text messages I’d ignored.  When my noticeable silence became obvious to her, she very softly made her enquiry.

‘Katy what on earth’s the matter?’

Knowing she can be annoyingly persistent, you would have gauged that from her fifty million calls, I proceeded to inform her about Rafe’s departure.  She was quiet for so long, I looked on the screen to see if we were still connected.

‘I’m so sorry,’ she whispered, ‘and here I am blabbering on and on.’

‘That’s okay,’ I half smiled, ‘why don’t you and the rest of the gang go on ahead?  I’m really just going to spoil things, in the mood I’m in __’

‘Katy you’re not bailing out on us!’ she instructed.   ‘We’ve paid.  You’ve paid.  You said you’re bringing Cade.’

‘April please__.  I just don’t feel like the trip anymore.  I don’t want company__’

‘Will moping bring him back this minute, or this day, or this week?’

Trust you April to cut to the chase.