rafe cameron x bestfriend!oc pt.1
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btw! : i’ve had this in my notes since 2023 collecting dust so here is is i guesss 🙈
“You fucking liar. Your mom did give you permission.” Earlier that day Rafe had invited Luciana, one of his long-time bestfriends, to a party that she absolutely did not want to go to, so the girl lied and told Rafe her mom had said no. “So what if I lied? I told you I didn’t want to go. Plus, who told you? Was it Top? Tell that fucker I'm coming after him in his sleep.” Luci could hear Topper in the background of the phone call denying it was him as she rolled her eyes at both boys, her hand fidgeting with a pen. “Aha! So you did lie, get ready cause I'm passing by for you in 15, and for the record Top didn’t say anything you’re just a shitty liar” before she could say anything else Rafe ended the call.
Luciana was not planning on going to that party. Rafe's new little girlfriend had been making her life a living hell, and she honestly wasn't trying to start anything, so staying home was the next best option. Despite being childhood friends, the girl didn’t really know many of Rafe's friends. She knew the moment Topper texted her, "Sorry” she should have changed because whether she wanted to or not, Rafe was going to drag her to this party. But still, Luciana held onto that hope and kept herself busy reading a book.
On the way there Topper was trying to convince Rafe to let Lucille stay home. It’s not that he didn’t like the girl, hell she was one of his best friends too, but he knew she didn’t do well with large crowds, especially kooks. He also knew about the fact that the girl Rafe had been talking to recently was giving Lucille shit. “I’m just saying man, she hates these things. You're really gonna make her suffer?” Topped raised his eyebrow at the boy driving. “Dude, I’m just making her come to a party not torturing her or anything. Plus she needs to go out more, she’s been too hard on herself lately and i don’t wanna leave her by herself when she could be with us having fun.” The conversation was cut short as Rafe pulled into the driveway, finally arriving on the cut.
The boys knocked on the door and the girl's mom opened the door. “Rafael! Tapper! Que gusto,(what a pleasure) come in” The lady had a spanish accent and although Rafe hated when they’d say his full name he never really minded it from her. “Hola Mrs. Molina, I was wondering if Luci can come with Topper and I to a party. Porfavor?” (please) Rafe smiled widely down at the lady that had become like his second mother after many years of friendship with her daughter. “Ayy claro mijo! (ohh of course son) Yes, and i told you just call me Maria, you too Tapper, come I made tamales and that bread that you love so much” “Ohh te amooo”(i love you) Topper said grinning as he followed Maria into the kitchen with an arm over her shoulder and Rafe just smiled as he went down the hall to Luciana's room.
Usually, it would be a very rare sight to see kooks on the cut. Especially the kook king and his jester. However, Rafe and Topper had been going to the girl’s house on the other side of the island since they were preteens and it was no longer an unusual sight for the residents on the cut to see the occasional fancy car outside the Molinas home.
When Rafe tried opening the door he quickly found out that it was locked. Luckily he knew that every room had a spare key and so he reached up for it, taking it from the doorframe and unlocking the door. He slowly pushed the door open and was met with an empty room. He fights against the tug he begins to feel on the corner of his mouth as he glances back down the hallway pausing for a second. “Hide and seek huh? Don’t you think we’re a little too old for this kid? I think you’ve forgotten how bad you are at this game.” He was met with silence. “Ready or not, here I come” Rafe chuckled to himself letting the smile take over his face.
Luciana was hiding in her closet with a flyswatter as her weapon of choice. She heard as the boy slowly walked around her room and occasionally yelled out a ‘found you’ anytime he would uncover something. She had to hold her breath when she heard him near the closet. “You aren't even in here are you” Luciana let out a relieved breath when she finally heard Rafe's footsteps walk away only to yell when the closet door suddenly yanks open and Rafe grabs her by the ankles tugging her out. “Rafe!” Luciana yells as she thrashes and continuously smacks Rafe with her weapon at hand. “Ow, hey! That actually hurts.” Rafe laughed as he threw the girl over his shoulder. ”Hijo de(son of a)- put me down you freak!” She continued to smack him wherever she could reach and threatened him with the worst. Rafe's grin grew as he carried her down the hallway to the kitchen where both teens found Topper at the table with Maria eating a mixture of conchas, tamales, and horchata.
“Amaaaaa,(mommmm) I told you not to let them in. Mire como me tiene! defiéndame!”(look how he has me! defend me!) Luciana complained to her mom as she continued to hit Rafe with the flyswatter. “Niña! No le estés pegando a mi Rafael,(girl! don’t be hitting my rafe) plus I forgot, okay? Se me paso mija. I had some catching up to do with Tapper.” Maria yanked the flyswatter from her daughters’ hand and patted Rafe on the cheek as he gave her a childish grin.
“Ándale pues! (cmon then) Take her out before she finds a way to escape. Don’t bring her back unless the police crashed, she’s drunk, or she’s causing desmadre!”(mayhem) María ushered everyone out and handed Topper a bag full of food as she threw Rafe a wink. “Mamaa!” Luciana yelled out as she was carried through the door and into the car. Top opened the back door as Rafe shoved her into the backseat and as soon as they closed the door she tried to open it but couldn’t, so she reached for the other one which also didn’t budge.
She looked at the boys situated in the front seats as she tried to open the doors. “Child lock.” Topper simply stated taking another bite from his concha as if it was something so normal to put child lock on an 18-year-old. “Seriously? Don’t you think I’m a little too old for this?” Luciana quotes the boys words from earlier. “you’d think, huh” Rafe huffs out in a joking manner as he turns the car on. Luciana looks down at her outfit, a baby pink pajama spaghetti strap shirt that had a small bow and some tan cropped shorts she had been too lady to take off earlier.“ Rafe I am quite literally in my pajamas!” Luciana said crossing her hands over her chest.
“Oh you dramatic ass, you are not. Those are literally going out shorts.” Topper said as he briefly turned around to look at the girl. “This is a pj shirt Top, you can practically see my tits.” Rafe scoffs and Top turns again to look at lucí . He scans her up and down then raises his eyebrows letting his eyes linger for a second then he simply just turns around. “Bitch” Lucianan mutters as she leans forward and knocks the back of Toppers head with her knuckle. Rafe also sees this and smacks Toppers chest. “ow! hey!” top complains.
“You’re fine. I think you’re forgetting the party will probably be dark, plus if anybody tries to give you a hard time just tell me and I'll deal with it.” Rafe looks at the girl through the rear view mirror. She looks at him and huffs while she turns to look out the window. She really didn’t feel like socializing with anybody at the moment and even more so, she did not want to go to this party. She could just feel how this was going to be a disaster.