what that figure eight living/ chapter two, the pool side and rafe’s secret
f!reader x platonic!rafe cameron and topper thornton
warnings: mention of cocaine, swearing, broken nose scene, lowercase intended, might have grammatical errors
a/n 💌: this one is sorta short so i will try to get chapter three out soon! i am so happy to be back writing again!
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soon enough rafe punched the random guy who cursed at you, he lost control.
“rafe!” you say trying to pull the blond off the guy
he looks back at you to see, you, wide eyes filled with fear. rafe as he was not paying attention gets hooked in the face, knocking him out.
you stare at the guy who had just knocked your best friend out, dropping down to make sure rafe is okay. soon topper appears and starts beating up the guy, you don’t bother as you know there is nothing you can do no matter what you say.
you try and wake rafe when you see his nose is bloody and in a broken condition.
"rafe, wake up!" you say your voice shaking slightly
you look at topper who was still beating the shit out of the guy and sigh looking back at rafe.
"rafe wake the fuck up!" you whisper harshly
rafe groans "shut the fuck up." he teases smirking that smirk.
"finally the sleeping beauty wakes up." topper groans looking at rafe with a black eye.
rafe looks at him then the guy topper beat the shit out of "not gonna ask."
(timeskip to after rafe's broken nose gets fixed up)
at the cameron's house you, topper, and rafe were relaxing by the pool. sarah and her pogue friends walk by, and you see the blond boy of the group checking you out in your in an orange bikini. topper starts to play some music from his JBL speaker.
"too fucking loud man. turn that shit down" rafe says harshly as he takes a sip of his whiskey
"maybe if you weren't pounding the drinks while having a hangover, you wouldn't be so bothered by noise," you say sassily, you open up a magazine and pretend to read it. in reality you were hiding from the intense glare you knew Rafe was giving you right then and there.
"shut it, princess." rafe said coldly and he took another sip of his whiskey
"dont call me that." you say and topper laughs at something on his phone.
you look over to see topper cracking up over some tiktok on his phone. you laugh slightly at the familiar sight.
"you good top?" you ask with an amused grin
topper nods his head, still laughing. it was quite amusing to see him losing it over just a tiktok.
"shut it, topper. your killing my head." rafe groans as he puts on his ray band sunglasses
topper looks at rafe "stop killing the vibe man, just because you're not taking care of yourself doesn't mean you get to dump your shit all over us."
you laugh under your breath. rafe glares at the two of you and mumbles something incoherently under his breath.
“what did you say?” topper ask, smirking as he takes a big sip of his beer
“nothing.” rafe says harshly, he gets up from his chair and walks into the cameron’s estate.
“somebody is cranky” you say as you sip your lemonade
“honestly. he is so pissed off recently, it’s getting on my nerves” topper says sighing and leaning back into his chair
“it will pass, it always does.” you say sighing as you take in the sun rays
“yeah yeah” topper mumbles
————————( at the country clubs)———————————
you and topper had been dragged to the country club by your “lovely” parents. rafe had gotten out of it somehow. you were in a simple sundress with sandals/sandal heels/sneakers and the family heirloom necklace you always wore.
you smelled a bit like chlorine and dior perfume. your hair wavy from the water in the pool. you and topper were sitting at a table with your families.
“psst. are you getting pasta or steak?” topper whispers to you. his mom was still mad about the last dinner we had here.
you giggled quietly, and said “i think i might get an appetizer, i am not that hungry. we ate lunch two hours ago.”
topper nods and goes back to looking at the menu.
the country club was to say the least uneventful. you and topper were wiped out from spending the day in the pool and sun.
you returned home and when you entered your room with topper, he was hanging out for a bit, you saw rafe…snorting cocaine.
“what the hell…” you and topper both say slowly
rafe looks at you both, he is definitely high. rafe gets up quickly and stands in front of your desk, where the cocaine lays.
“i can explain, i swear..i…i can explain” rafe says his voice cracking slightly, his gorgeous blue-green eyes were wide with surprise.
“what the hell, man!” topper says loudly, he pushes rafe out of the way and throws the cocaine in your trash can.
“what the fuck, man! that’s a new roll!” rafe shouts
you are froze in the doorway, still. this felt all to real to be true.
“get out rafe.” you say, your voice breaking.
‘no way in hell my best friend is an addict’ is all you can think in this moment. repeatedly.
“what.” rafe says almost angrily, he gets in your face and says harshly and slowly “what did you just say to me.”
topper pushes rafe off me, “get out rafe. now. you need to chill out man.” topper says
we had never seen rafe so…unhinged. and all because of that shit he is taking.
rafe stomps out of your bedroom, slamming the door. then you hear him slam the front door to your families home.
“fine. i am gonna head to bed, do you think you could take the trash out?” you ask smiling softly, it was fake but you didn’t want to worry topper. he has enough to deal with because you knew he was going to go find rafe and talk to him.
topper just nods and takes your trash bag. he heads out closing your bedroom door behind him. you crawl into bed, you feel exhausted. you don’t even change or do your normal nighttime routine. you feel sore everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
‘how did i not know..’ is what crosses your mind before you drift off to sleep