I'll Do Anything • Rafe Cameron

Chapter 8

A little disclaimer- The rest of the midsummers episode and most of episode 6 stay the exact same following the show. I didn't think I should copy and paste an entire episode from outerbanks into wattpad so I'm just going to summarize it and move on. I may have to do this more often unless I want to copy the entire script, and then we wouldn't see our man Rafe as much, ya feel. Anyway...

After leaving midsummers, the Pogues discuss that the treasure hunt is back on as soon as they get the Tanneyhill map from Sarah Cameron. Sarah and John B meet and exchange the map and some kisses. As they do this, they are found by a very drunk Topper who ends up pushing John B off of the top and John B falls, injuring his arm and getting a concussion. The Cameron family then offers to take John B into their home. There is tension between John B and Ward about the gold. Kenna is not to pleased to find out about John B and Sarah but she continues the gold search anyway. They use the map to discover the gold is located at a creepy old lady's house. John B invites Sarah into the gold hunting group which reignited Sarah and Kenna's rivalry, especially when John B says he won't choose between the girls. Kenna is currently very mad at John B and has had a rough day. Going on at the same time Rafe is in massive shit. He owes Barry a lot of money for drugs, money he doesn't have. He goes to steal the money from his dad and gets caught. His dad helps him pay back Barry, but he gets kicked out of his house in the process.

We are starting from the same night that Rafe got kicked out and Kenna is mad at the Pogues. Back to Kenna's point of view!

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It was one in the morning and I should have been asleep but there I was laying in bed watching the Vampire Diaries over again. It was hard to pay attention because I couldn't get my mind off of the anger I felt regarding Sarah Cameron. The whole situation was so messed up. I had been nothing but loyal to John B and here he was choosing a lying bitch over me. It was betrayal at its finest. For as angry as I was, I was also really hurt. How could he choose my worst enemy over me, the girl who was there throughout it all.

I turned off my computer and decided it was best to try to sleep off the emotions racing through my head. I turned off my lamp and laid down. It wasn't long before I swore I heard my window open. I felt paralyzed in fear. Someone just entered my room through my window.

My heart was beating rapidly and I felt a cold sweat begin to form. I didn't move a muscle out of fear. A murderer or kidnapper could have just entered my room.

I listen to the shaky breathing and soft footsteps walk around my room. Tears threatened to leave my eyes. I could scream but what if they had a weapon and hurt either me or my parents? As I was debating what to do I felt a hand wrap around my mouth. I began to thrash around. I was about to die.

"Sh sh sh sh it's me" I heard a whisper frantically, trying to calm me down. I couldn't place the voice and continued to thrash around in my bed. Soon I was pinned down. Just before I could bite the hand around my mouth, the intruder spoke again.

"Ken, it's Rafe" it said. I stopped flailing around and relaxed more. After a moment he removed his hand from my mouth. I turned to face him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Rafe?" I said angrily, shoving him hard. "I just had the worst day and you are not helping. You literally just broke into my house. What on earth do you want?" I asked accusingly. After getting heated I sat and took deep breaths. He took a while to answer. As he waited my eyes adjusted to the dark more and I could see his face was streaky with tears. I could tell he was having trouble breathing.

"Woah Rafe are you okay?" I asked him concerned.

"I just need you to listen" he responded shakily.
"I would have gone to Topper or Kelce's but I didn't want them to know until I had everything figured out. I don't know why but I trust you" he finished. I had a million questions running around in my brain.

"Okay, what do you need to figure out?" I asked calmly. His eyes became glassy and watery again.

"My dad just kicked me out and I didn't really have anywhere else to go" He said softly. I felt my heart break for him. This wasn't the tough Rafe I hated or was used to. This was a scared and hurt little boy who couldn't trust anyone.

"Yeah... of course" I finally replied gently. "Do you need a shower or change of clothes or anything?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Okay" I said as i scooted over and made room for him in the bed. He laid down next to me. I couldn't explain why but I had the strongest urge to hold and comfort him. I let my body move without guilt and wrapped my arms around him.

He laid his head on my chest and I could feel a few fresh tears slip out of his eyes. I was in pain for him. There was such a difference between this Rafe and asshole Rafe.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked. I just wanted him to be comfortable.

"No" he said quietly. "I'm tired." He sighed. Soon his breaths evened out and he fell asleep. I continued to look at his face. He looked much less harsh this way. I fell asleep to the heat of his body and even breaths.

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I almost jumped at the sight of Rafe in my bed when I woke up.  He lay there still sleeping peacefully. This was the most relaxed I had ever seen him. His cheeks were still stained with the lines left from his tears. My heart ached for him, wishing I could help. I still couldn't figure out why I cared for him so much despite all we had been through. He was an enemy, and yet we somehow always found a way back to each other.

I heard my phone buzz and turned around to grab it. It was from Pope.
"Meet me at the dock ASAP" it read. The last thing I wanted to do was see the Pogues right now. The wound of their betrayal was still raw. Hopefully it was just Pope and I wouldn't have to see John B's lying ass or snake bitch girlfriend. If Pope needed me, I should go see him.

I turned back around to see Rafe's eyes flutter open.

"Good morning" he said in a raspy morning voice. He sat up a little and looked at me intently.
"I really do appreciate you letting me crash here. I really should go and figure out what I'm going to do." He began to climb out of the bed.

"If you ever need somewhere to crash I got you" I responded coolly, trying not to sound weird.

He turned to look at me before opening my window.
"Thanks" he said with a wink before climbing out the window. Just like that, he was gone.

I sighed and rolled out of bed. I had better get dressed and go see the Pogues. No one had to know about last night. It was our secret.