[ ✔︎ ] 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓 - rafe cameron

𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛

Sky boarded the twinkie and to his surprise, no one asked him any questions. "Free food everyone." Kie said.

They stopped at Kie's parents' restaurant. The young teenager tell them to sit down at a table while she talked to her father. Mr. C. brought them food. JJ and John B (especially JJ) hurried to eat it all. Kie spent her time scolding the boys about everything and anything: no throwing food, no putting their feet on the table. Kie looked at John B, beckoning him to come dance with her. Skylar laughed before looking at her brother. "Is that jealousy I see, brother?" she scoffed. "Pfff, nah." he frowned.

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The next day, the pogues were once again reunited with the drone they had stolen. They tested it just before venturing out to sea to see.

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"You boys get these groceries over to figure eight. Get straight back here when you're done. no fishin' I promise delivery by this afternoon. Rich folds don't wanna wait for your lazy sons of bitches. Thanks you JJ. "Pope's father said as he handed them bags. "Yup, goodbye" greeted Sky.

"Doesn't even look like the storm hit there." remarked Pope. "That's because they got generators, bro. get used to it. And then they say the juice will be out all summer at the cut." Sky spoke. "It's nice to be a kook. We chose the wrong parents."

"Uh, Sky going with your favorite big bro or the lazy Pope?" asked JJ. He wanted to know who she was going to accompany and help. "Sorry bro." she apologized. He looked at her with a fake look of betrayal. She hit him gently before taking some bags away, followed by Pope. Sky saw Rafe approaching them. Her heart began to pound, but she saw that he didn't look happy to see them, to see her. Her smile disappeared. "Hey what's up man." greeted Rafe falsely, not looking at her a bit. "Hey, how much for one of those beers?" "They're not for sale. They've already been paid for." replied Pope. Sky moved closer to her best friend. Topper hit his bag and all the items fell out and some broke. "What the hell Topper, you owe me for that!" she yelled. "I don't owe you shit, filthy pogue. You put a gun to my head." he replied, stepping even closer to her. "And I wish I'd shot you." she told him, no regret in her voice. "That's it, pogue." Without her seeing it coming, Topper hit her in the rib with his golfer's club while Pope was still talking with Rafe. Rafe looked at his friend, stopping himself from stopping him from hitting her. His heart seemed to drop every time he hit her, her screams echoing in the air. On the third time, he shoved Topper roughly. "Don't." he whispered to him. "Let's go." he continued, stealing the beers. Pope was left with a black eye, but he rushed to the girl who was unable to get up, or unable to breathe. "Let's go, we'll be back." he said, helping her to walk. Neither Pope nor Skylar saw Rafe walking behind Topper, looking at them with regret. No one saw Topper lecturing him, no one saw the harm it had done to Rafe to see his pogue being in trouble.

Heyward and Sky waited on the boat. The young teenager had put on her brother's jacket and had put on sweatpants. In the distance, JJ could be heard running and shouting about how happy he was with the money he had accumulated. "What's up Bro, you good?" he asked as Pope stared off into the distance. Not waiting for an answer, JJ pulled off his friend's cap, revealing a huge black eye. "Jesus! What happened ?" "Rafe and Topper jumped us." he declared.

"Us? What do you mean us ?" JJ asked abruptly. He was angry. He rushed to the back of the boat and knelt in front of his little sister, who avoided meeting his gaze. "Where does it hurt, cupcake?" he asked her worriedly. His sister's lips began to tremble. She wanted to cry, scream and maybe throw up but she didn't want to look weak. "Everywhere." she managed to say. "Show me." he ordered.

She showed him first the bruises on her cheek, her belly, her back and finally her ribs. She didn't think she had that many. Sky hated her body, even more so now. "I'm going to kill them."

JJ blamed herself. He was mad at himself because the Kooks had gone after his best friend but most of all his sister, his family. She was everything to him, his little sister but still his best friend, the biggest treasure he could own. If he could choose between 400 million dollars and her, he would choose her without hesitation. "Nothing is gonna happen to you anymore." he promised her, but he also promised himself.

He wrapped his arms around the neck of his little pearl, while she sobbed softly. "It hurts." she sobbed. "I know cupcake, I know." he reassured her, rubbing her hair.