I'll Do Anything • Rafe Cameron

Chapter 5

End of last chapter: He kissed me one last time before laying on the bed next to me. He pulled me into him as we both fell asleep.

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I woke up with the sun coming in brightly through a window that wasn't my own. When everything came back from last night I became very aware of the arm around my waist. I could feel his warm breath on my neck.

I couldn't move. I felt paralyzed. My brian felt like mush with all of the confused feelings I had. I thought of JJ and Pope, I hoped they were okay. I needed to see them but I couldn't just leave and risk waking up Rafe.

I slowly slipped out of his hold and went to use the restroom. I splashed my face with water and stood there shakily. Last night and been one of the scariest of my life. I couldn't decide if he scared me more or less then before. I heard him stirring outside and went back to bed. I reassumed the position we were in previously.

As he was still half asleep he buried his head in my neck. I looked around his room and saw pictures of his dad and him when he was younger, but no new pictures. I felt bad for Rafe. We all knew his dad was hard on him. Maybe that's why he turned out the way he did. Inside he was still just a scared little boy looking for his dads approval.

Even last night I could sense his fear in sneaking me in. He didn't want to run into his father. That had to be a hard life. To be scared of your dad, have a bitch of a sister like Sarah Cameron, and an annoying step mom.

What the fuck? Why was I sympathetic toward this guy? Last night he almost killed my friends and forced... well not completely... I don't know anymore. My thoughts came to a halt when he sat up breathing a little bit heavy.

"You okay?" I asked as I turned to face him. He looked surprised when he looked down at me.

"Uh yeah" he said timidly as he laid back down and held onto me again. His face looked distressed and distracted.

"Kenna, can I ask you a question?" He asked after a moment of silence between the both of us.

"Yeah, of course." I said turning around in the bed to face him.

"Why didn't you become a Kook?" He asked. I laughed out loud for a while until I realized by his face that he was serious.

"Oh, I thought you were joking" I said as he stared at me curiously.

"No, I mean it" He said earnestly. "You live in figure eight, you go to the Kook academy, you and Sarah used to be best friends, and I just don't get it. Why the Pogues?" His genuine curiosity was interesting to me. We both sat up a little bit more before I answered.

"You guys are just so different. The Kooks don't know how to really adventure, you know?" I answered finally.

"What do you mean? We have fun all the time." he said sounding a little bit offended. I chuckled at his scrunched up face.

"Your idea of an adventure is doing coke at a rich persons party. That's not our way of doing things. I can't focus on that stuff and rich ass people when there is so much injustice in the world. Instead of fancy parties me throw keggers and surf or adventure. I feel bad that you guys don't get that." I finished finally. As I talked I realized I felt even more bad for him. The Kook life was all he knew. I knew both sides and had a choice.

"We adventure." He said defiantly, sounding like a whiny little boy.

"Not like we do" I said back laughing. We both heard footsteps coming up the stairs toward his door.

"Shit" he muttered as he jumped up out of bed. He grabbed my arm and pulled me up. "Hide under the bed" he said after thinking for a second. I slid under the bed and heard Rafe climb back on top just as the door opened. I held my breath.

"What are you still doing in bed" I heard Wards angry booming voice call out. Rafe stayed silent.
"Get off your lazy ass and do something. I swear to God you never do anything." Ward said annoyed. I understood way Rafe acted the way he did around his dad. Ward was scary.

"Yes sir" Rafe replied standing up as his dad left the room.

I crawled out of the bed as Rafe stood in silence, deep in thought. I decided it was best not to press him. When was I going to be able to leave?

"You should go." He said, turning to look at me.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah, we're done here" he said. It was really awkward. What was I supposed to do?
"Oh you probably should hurry before my dad comes back out of his room."

"Okay" I said as I moved toward the door.
"Bye Rafe" I said as I left awkwardly. What the fuck was that entire conversation? This had been the weirdest two days ever.

I slowly and quietly made my way down the stairs, making sure I didn't see anyone on my way out. Before a left I looked into Wards open office door. He was studying some papers and holding something in front of them. He shifted to the left and I saw what he was holding. It was the compass. John B's compass. How did he get it?

I ran out of the front door while my mind was racing. I could have sworn John B gave that to sheriff Peterkin. How did he get it? I had to tell them what I saw. First I had to go home.

I went home, showered, and got changed. I ran downstairs to grab breakfast. My mom was in the kitchen.

"Goodmorning, she said as she kissed my head. "Remember, tomorrow is midsummers so I expect you to be ready and present." She said. I hated midsummers, but I was too tired to argue.

"Yes ma'am" I replied with a sigh. I walked out of the house after eating and headed to Hayward's to look for JJ and Pope. Who even knew where John B would be, so I would just have to find them.

When I got to Hayward's I wasn't the only one arriving. The police had just walked in. Why couldn't these boys stay out of trouble? I heard shouting as Pope was walked out in handcuffs. My heart was beating a million miles an hour. I ran towards them as the shouting continued.

"What happened?" I asked, added to the yelling. No one was paying attention but I had no clue what was going on.

"It wasn't him. It was me" JJ yelled. That shut everyone up. "He tried to talk me out of it but I was mad." He went on. What was he talking about? As he continued rambling I heard him mention the boat. Holy shit. So Rafe hadn't lied to me, Pope and JJ sunk Toppers boat. This was not good.

Soon JJ was being placed in handcuffs and Pope was let go. Pope ran off angrily and I knew better then to chase after him. My head was spinning. Everything was falling apart. I had to find John B.

I looked for him everywhere and couldn't find him. I left the cut and went back to figure eight. How did everything go so wrong in the span of two days? I as I was walking to my house I heard a bike engine. Fuck, Rafe. I was not in the mood for this. He pulled up and stopped next to me.

"Hey, I heard about what happened to your boy." He smirked. Asshole. "See, I didn't lie to you" He said.

"Look Rafe, I'm really not in the mood for this right now. I suggest you drive away" I started to walk off. He reached out and grabbed my wrist.

"Hey, I wasn't tryin to make you mad" he sounded sincere.

"I know" I responded. "I'm just tired, I'm going home" I started walking again.

"Okay, well I'll see you at midsummers tomorrow" he said as he drove away.

I swear Rafe is bipolar or something. One minute he's an ass and the next he's being sincere. Why are boys so confusing? I still needed to find John B. I knew the gold was long gone but we still needed to talk about the compass. Something was definitely fishy.