bonesandall!rafe who…cannot remember when the first time was, much less remember how much of an influence his mother had been in it.
bonesandall!rafe who’s…father hates him, often blaming rafe for his mother’s “disappearance” from their lives, but never once knowing the truth as a child and lacking any maternal affection from there on out.
bonesandall!rafe who…slowly starting to resent his father more and more, the favoritism towards his sisters making him grow up bitter towards his family, but still he craves one, longing to fit in somewhere.
bonesandall!rafe who…knows something is wrong with him from a young age, being awfully self aware and swallowing his pride to ask his father for help—though that didn’t go too well.
bonesandall!rafe who…grows up angry, way angrier than anyone should be, and slowly the external hate towards everyone becomes something heavy in him, leading to self hatred too.
bonesandall!rafe who’s…anger leads to fights far more violent than need be, and those fights often end in the sick act of eating with no guilt, ever.
bonesandall!rafe who…always washes his hands clean afterwards, hoping for guilt to come, though it only visits him as twisted shame he can only wash away with drugs, coke specifically.
bonesandall!rafe who…finally pieces it all together one random night when he was 19, which led to a huge fight with ward that he never speaks about to anyone, not his sisters or “friends”, still too confused on what actually happened to speak it out loud.
bonesandall!rafe who…would’ve left north carolina as a whole had it not been for the storm that hit the night he planned to leave it all behind, causing him to stay in the outer banks for an extra week.
bonesandall!rafe who…meets bonesandall!reader at a busted down motel at the edge of town after she landed in this godforsaken town, and oddly enough, let her tag along on his adventure out of here.
a/n: omggg, this is my second time posting something, this is so exciting!! Now that ive finally introduced both characters, im planning on either elaborating on how they met exactly or their individual backstories, though im not sure what to post first. if you guys read this, please lmk what you’d like to read first, and if you’ve got anything you’d like to know about this au, feel free to ask!!
summary: jj finds some bomb dropping news and you almost reveal you and rafe's friendship. you go and see Rafe before the court hearing and rafe just wont stop flirting.
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You had gone out to find some snacks that Kie asked for.
Then your brother texted you, presumably had already gotten back to the chateau. It's almost 10AM the next day and he was just now texted you to tell you he's safe? Asshole.
The texts definitely threw you off but you tried not to let it bother you too much.
JJ ran out to your car before you could even park, jumping in and looking at you. "Jeez, is it that urgent?" You said, not quite realizing the gravity of what he was about to drop on you.
JJ shook his head, "Listen, okay this is serious." You sighed, putting on your serious face and listening to him.
"When I say this.. don't freak out, okay?" JJ said not joking like he usually does. "And don't tell any one else, I don't want anyone to know yet."
Your eyebrows furrowed and your face went serious. You just nodded in agreement, realizing this was one of the rare times JJ wasn't fucking around.
"Luke ain't my dad." He said simply, his face was serious but he words.. his words made no sense.
"What?" You said with a laugh. Like some sick joke he was making up.
"I'm serious!" He almost yelled, his hand grabbing the center console in frustration.
You shook your head, glancing around then back at him. "No you're not. Neither of us want to be Luke's kids but you are."
"No, I--I saw dad--him last night and he said that Chandler fucking Groff is my real dad. Wes Genrette's son in law." JJ continues, his voice almost breaking mid sentence.
Thats when you realized he wasn't playing around anymore. You were confused, beyond belief. Did this mean he wasn't really your dad either?
"A genrette? Like a fucking kook?" You asked in complete surprise. "Am I a kook too?"
"No, No, No, Luke is your dad-- and i'm not a fucking kook! Jesus Christ, be serious for one fucking second!" His anger was rising, and he was getting much more irritated because he didn't know what to do with this new information.
"I mean--shit JJ--do you even believe his shit? He's a drunk, he probably doesn't even remember when you were born."
"I don't know, that's why i'm going to see Groff. Ask him a few questions, get to the bottom of this." Typical JJ, already has a plan.
"Is that the smartest idea? You don't even know the guy--I mean who gives their baby away to some random guy?" You countered--trying to keep your brother safe--but you know he wouldn't budge.
JJ shook his head, already deciding on this plan. "I got this, sis."
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When the other pogues got back, they all sat on the porch trying to go over what exactly happened last night.
"It's a catacomb! It's got a bunch of skulls around it." Pope explained, obviously something important was in there.
"Jesus..." Kie sighed and shook her head.
You just shrugged and looked at Pope. "So did you find anything?"
"Well, the weirdest part is there were other people down there. They were looking for the same thing we were looking for."
Cleo interrupted her boyfriend swiftly. "It wasn't just other people. It was the man who killed Terrance."
"Oh yeah, and there were rats. Like so many rats." Pope mentioned, completely unnecessary to the story.
"I hate that I missed out on that." Kiara said while thinking. You were honestly glad you missed out on that because you did not fuck with animals that ate trash and carried the plague.
John B was watching JJ, though. Your brother was sitting on the ledge of the porch. "Where'd you ghost off to, big guy?"
JJ glanced back and you glanced at Kiara because she also knew. "Oh, I was, uh.. just trying to help out the team. Quick cash grab, but the plan fell through, 'cause it was Barracuda Mike."
You nodded, agreeing with that lie. "Mikey's never been too great with money."
"Yeah, Barracuda Mike. I'm not surprised that didn't work out." John B agreed, sealing the fact that his lie worked. "Listen, I am..uh.. super sorry about that rat stuff and everything but, we have that bullshit zoning hearing coming up tonight and we don't have any money for a lawyer."
"Obviously." Kie nodded in agreement.
"Any ideas are welcome." John B officially stepped down from his soap box.
Pope decided to pipe up with a joke. "Oh, yeah, let me just study up on real estate law in one day--"
John B interrupted his sarcasm. "That sounds like a lot of sarcasm we don't really need right now, Pope, okay?"
You decided to chime in, hiding the fact Rafe was offering help until it's completely necessary to reveal that. You knew that wouldn't end well. "If anyone could do that.. it's you, Pope."
John B shrugged the comment off. How about we call people? The whole island is pissed about what they've been doing."
"We get everybody over there, pack the house, rally the troops. Maybe we actually have a shot at winning this."
JJ nodded in agreement, of course he chooses the possibility destructive route. "Yeah, more the merrier, right? I could get the surf squad out there. From the beach."
"Yeah, just make sure you make it back." John B said, knowing that if he gets caught up in something he might not make the hearing.
"I'll stay on mission. I promise."
Cleo suggested an idea, though. "Pope, maybe we can call some of your family. Maybe Uncle Roger."
Pope nodded in agreement. "I can do that."
Kie decided to speak up, much to your dismay. "Speaking of family, this is going to sound insane.. but Rafe came by."
"What?" Sarah said almost immediately. "Why?"
Kie glanced at you. "I don't know, ask her."
You sucked your teeth, eyes immediately all on you. "He wanted to help us."
JJ shook his head in disbelief. "He wanted to help you? After all that shit you did the other day?"
You raised your hands like you were at gunpoint. "I mean, he did bail me out."
John B scoffed. "Rafe loves to help, doesn't he?"
Sarah shook her head but then nodded, realizing she only had one option. "Whatever. I'll hit him up. Maybe he can help us."
Kiara glanced at you again then at Sarah. It was obvious she was still slightly annoyed about the earlier interaction with him. "Actually, y/n should go see him. He was asking about her when he came."
You cursed her silently at mentioning that but just nodded. You couldn't hide it anymore at this point, it'd just make things worse. "Yeah, maybe I should--I mean he's definitely different.."
Kie scoffed and crossed her arms, staring you down. "You don't know exactly how evil he was."
"I do. Can't say I judge him for everything he did."
Everyone was shocked by that.
"Are you joking?" JJ said, standing up now.
"No, I'm not, and he's offering to help us so I'd keep your mouth shut." You countered, and unfortunately defended him.
"Whatever, alright? Let's do this shit, we need to save Poguelandia." John B announced, trying to get everyone to calm down. Nothing would happen if we were at eachothers throats.
They were all obviously slightly unsettled by your statement. You couldn't judge him though, because you knew that if that had happened to you and JJ was the ones with guns on him you'd probably shoot any cop who dared to shoot him.
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You walked through Rafe's house, it was so barely decorated it was almost annoying. Does he have no taste? Or did he just move in?
You stepped onto the porch your head already hurting from the beautiful view that he of course has on his back porch. Fucking kook. "Hello?"
"Hey." He said, smiling at you softly. Like he didn't need to earn your trust back. "I was hoping you'd show up."
"Of course you were." You said with a scoff, sitting on the plush outdoor seats on the balcony. "Are you going to help us, or not?"
"I will, I will--but uhm, slight issue.." He said with a sigh, leaning back against the cushions. "I don't have any of my dad's inheritance money. I really need that shit because I just closed this stupid deal with--Hollis and Groff.
"Groff?" You questioned, your eyebrow quirked up in curiosity at that. You needed to find out what he knew about the possible real father of your brother.
"Yeah, you know him?"
"Uh, no-- I mean, not really. JJ just told me that.. he might be his son." You confessed, you immediately regretted it when it came out but Rafe was just someone you felt like you could vent to at this point. He felt like someone you should trust with anything not that you could.
"What?" Rafe said, his face completely confused.
"Thats what I said too--I mean Luke was probably lying, right?" You asked, almost for closure.
Rafe shrugged, unsure of what to say. "I mean, yeah probably, Luke is a drunk and supposed to be on the run."
"Exactly, but he got this letter from Wes Genrette himself so.. I think it might be true."
Rafe sucked his cheek, glancing in another direction. "I don't know, but I do know that I just wire transferred money to that man.. so I hope he's not a con-artist."
"But.. does that mean hes your dad too?" Rafe asked still slightly confused.
"No, just JJ, I'm still Luke's daughter unfortunately."
Rafe sighed and nodded, understanding the feeling of having a shit dad. He cared for Ward, he always will, but as he grew older her realized just how hurtful he was to his own son. "At least it's not Ward Cameron."
"Yeah, well then i'd be rich. Wouldn't that be nice." You retorted sarcastically.
"Yeah, but that'd be weird anyways." Rafe said with a smirk.
You nodded in agreement. "Yeah. Me? Rich? Never, i'm too pogue for that shit."
"No, I mean, It'd be weird because I like you. A lot." He said seriously.
You scoffed and shook your head. "Whatever. Shut up."
Rafe smiled and shrugged his shoulders to try and relax the tension in his body. "Okay, Okay, seriously though, if that's true thats fucking crazy. Lucky JJ, maybe he'll inherit goat island instead and I'll lose 300k."
"Nah, he isn't going to tell anyone. He doesn't want anyone to know he's a kook-- and you better not tell anyone either." You pointed at him harshly.
He nodded and raised his hands in defense. "Hey, scouts honor."
"You got my back tonight, right? Even if that bullshit falls through?" You said, trying to make sure he isn't gonna back out of saving poguelandia.
"Yeah, yeah--I have a plan to get back in touch with Sarah and get dad's inheritance back," He said matter-of-factly. "and this might help, y'know if I save your guys home."
"It will definitely help, but I know you did a couple things she is not fond of. It might take more than that." You said simply, it was true. He did some fuck shit to his sister and she can't really give him any grace on that part.
"Yeah, I'm trying though. This was important to dad--keeping the family together, so I need to do that. Get Wheezie back, get back on good terms and get my dad's money back." He explained his plan, his hand moving on the table like he was mapping it out.
You agreed, it seemed like a good idea to have more people around him. It seemed like he had no one around him except his asshole kook friends and you. "Yeah, that sounds good. I'm really glad you're helping us, even if its mostly for your own gain."
"Nah, it's for your gain, really. I need to make sure you have a place to live--for now." He smirked, trying to be smooth.
"Uh huh, just don't be late, idiot. The courthouse, 6:00pm sharp." You scoffed and stood up, realizing you should probably get back to the pogues soon since it was almost 4 already.
"I'll yearn for the next moment your presence blesses me." He said with a smile.
"Yeah, okay, none of that at the courthouse, alright? I don't want my brother to know you're plotting." You walked out the door and to Luke's old pickup truck.
summary: jj gets an ominous note and goes to check it out, you stay back and run the store with kie and rafe just can't get away from you.
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JJ was working away under your car, he had insisted on changing your oil because you said you didn't know the last time you had it changed. 'safety precautions' he said, you say fuck it we ball.
You had decided to sit on the porch though with an old box fan that had the cord half torn apart. You could see JJ and you saw someone approaching him.
You stood up, watching closely as the person handed him a letter. JJ opened the letter and you stood in the door of the porch and watched him fail to read the letter.
"Fucking cursive."
You finally walked up to him now, glancing over his shoulder at the letter. "What's that?"
JJ handed the letters to you, and you read through them quickly. "I need to find dad. It says ask your father about albatross, what does that mean?"
You shrugged and shook your head. "How would I know, JJ?"
JJ just scoffed and ran to the back of the twinkie, writing something down. He was in a hurry already. "Listen, are you coming with or nah?"
No absolutely not you were not going to see your father. You'd rather die than ever see the man you fled outer banks because of. "No." You said harshly.
JJ shrugged, "Whatever. I'll let you know the situation, sis." He ran to the front of the twinkie, placing the peice of paper disguised as a parking violation on the windshield wipers.
Then JJ ran off to the HMS pogue without another word to you. You sighed in annoyance at his abrupt ditching but you walked back to the house.
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2 hours later you heard the twinkie pull out of the driveway when you woke up from your nap. Kie was standing in the driveway, her phone to her ear.
When she saw you walk out she immediately hung up her phone and ran over to you. "Hey, Y/N, where is JJ? He said he was 'running an errand'."
"Well he got this letter, asking about our dad and something called albatross. I dunno, kinda skimmed it." You said with a slight sigh.
Kie eyebrows furrowed. "He went to see Luke? You were okay with that?"
You shook your head. "No, but he ran off before I could even do anything."
"Do either of you even know where Luke could even be? He's been on the run for years at this point." Kie asked as she thought of ways to help JJ.
You shrugged, completely unaware of any of that. You had left 4 years ago and didn't give a shit enough to ask about Luke when you got back. "Maybe he does, but i was AWOL until like a week ago."
Kie was definitely frustrated, you could see how much she cared. "Alright well.. I guess the only thing we can do now is wait."
You agreed and both decided to run the shop together. It was fun, it almost felt like old times when Anna would call you to babysit because you offered it for the cheapest price.
People came in, and out you were bonding with Kie again. Until you saw the boat, rafe's boat, headed straight for their dock.
You immediately turned around and hid under the bar of the surf shack. "Do NOT tell him i'm here." You said in a hushed tone.
Kie furrowed her eyebrows, confused, but obliged because she cared about you.
Rafe docked his own boat, then walked up to the counter with some kind of cocky swagger that Kie absolutely despises.
"Hey, Kie." His voice was annoyingly soft, and he was already pissing you off.
"What are you doing here?" Kie said as she backed away from the counter slowly.
"What, you don't think I'm just a customer coming to shop at my local surf and bait store?" Rafe commented as he moved towards the merchandise, pretending to be looking for something. "No?"
He sighed, walking back over to the counter where Kie stands. "I'm just looking for Y/N." Rafe drummed his fingers on the table, looking around anywhere in his direct line of sight for you.
"She doesn't want to see you, Rafe." Kie said with a harsh glare. Kie hated him so fucking much, you knew that. You were supposed to hate him too, but damn it, you didn't.
"I need to talk to her Kiara, seriously. Is she here?" His voice showed his annoyance and he pointed around the surf shop.
Kie was silent for a few moments, and then you realized why. Rafe had walked closer and noticed you from the other side of the counter and now he was just staring down at you, silently.
"Hiding from me? Really?" He said with a scoff, bringing his hand to rub his face in frustration.
You glanced up at him with a glare. "I don't want to talk to you, Rafe."
Rafe sighed and turned around, pacing, then turned back. "Listen-- I.. I know I fucked up, I don't care about Ruthie or Topper or any of those assholes, alright?"
You didn't respond, you didn't want to give him the pleasure of feeling that he won. You didn't give in, but he kept talking like the silence was an invitation.
"I wanna help you guys! Top told me you guys are in some deep shit with the zoning." Rafe glanced between you and Kie now.
Kie raised her eyebrows. "What's that supposed to mean? You probably have something to do with that shit." Her tone was accusatory, for the right reasons.
You knew he wasn't behind it, you had saw how he reacted when Topper told you that his family were the people behind it.
Rafe let out a long sigh, his hands moving quickly to pull the hair he didn't have back like it was habit. "I didn't want any of this to happen, Kie. I just want to help, seriously, I don't want Y/N or Sarah to lose their home."
You sighed and stood up to meet his level now, eyeing him down carefully. "And what? You're just gonna do this because you're a nice person? Or are you doing this so i'll forgive you?"
Rafe shrugged bashfully, moving closer to you slowly. "Maybe a bit of both, but I wanna help you. I meant it when I said that I liked you, Y/N."
Kie's eyes went wide then scrunched up in confusion, this was new. She glanced at you with suspicion now.
You scowled and rolled your eyes, but a smile was creeping up behind it. "Whatever, Rafe, just tell me how you plan to help us."
Rafe placed his hands on the counter, fidgeting nervously. "Listen, I'll give you guys money.. however much you need to keep the land. Just... stop acting like i'm the enemy-- all of you! I'm on your side, Y/N, I care about you."
You nodded, finally dropping the angry look on your face for a more genuine neutral one. "Fine. Fine, just.. come to the hearing tomorrow and.. help us keep the land."
Rafe nodded, a small smile growing on his face. "Of course, Madam. I'll be here at 10AM sharp to pick you up." He was trying to joke, but your face was completely serious.
Kie was standing behind you, just as serious with a very aggressive look on her face.
Rafe glanced between both of you with an awkward smile, then nodded. "Right, um.. see you tomorrow." Then he walked back to his boat with a defeated sigh.
When Rafe's boat set off, you glanced at Kie and noticed her still angry expression. "What?" You asked like nothing about that was weird at all.
"Are you dating Rafe?" Kie asked coldly, her arms still firmly folded in themselves.
You scoffed, shaking your head like it was a bad joke. It wasn't a joke though, and you were starting to realize that now. "No, no. Of course not."
Kie was still very suspicious, her eyes inspecting you. "Y'know he's like a major asshole, right? You can't fix him, Y/N."
You let out a dry laugh. "I don't like him, I swear Kie. Total douche." Kiara read straight through your lie, though.
Kie was honestly offended at that statement. "He was literally hanging with people who were running over turtles yesterday."
You sighed and nodded. "Yeah, I know, I mean, maybe he'll help us. This is strictly to keep the house."
Kie didn't trust it one bit, but you were an adult who could make her own decisions. "Your funeral, Y/N."
"Can't wait." You said with bored sarcasm, propping your head up on your elbow on the counter.
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a/n - i hope u like this... ill probably be slightly m.i.a. for next week because ill be going out of town but ill try to get the chapters up asap
summary: surf day with the pogues makes you realize who's side rafe is truly on.
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The day after a storm was always a day with a perfect swell, and to the pogues that was just as good as gold. A perfect day to surf was a need, and it definitely meant it was time to bring your board out of retirement.
Pope was hellbent on finding the meaning behind the translation of the amulet. The rest of the pogues were ready to surf, though and you weren't passing up a beach day.
You guys loaded up into the twinkie and were of to the beach. The beach you guys were at was pretty much secluded until.. the kooks pull up.
Great. You thought to yourself, now you had to deal with all of that now. Then you saw Rafe, he glanced at you with a small smile and a wave.
You didn't wave back, and but his smile didn't falter. He figured you wouldn't be too interactive around your friends but he really wanted to talk to you.
Then Sofia walked up to him, trying to flirt but he mostly just ignored it, staring right behind her at you. You noticed, obviously but then he looked away when Topper walked up to John B with a tense look.
You sighed and pulled your surfboard off the twinkie and walked past Sarah to go surf. You didn't give a shit that the kooks were here, you'd already incriminated yourself around them plenty, so whats some more.
JJ ran up behind you after he saw Topper and John B come to an agreement, a truce. You gave your brother a high five before you both ran into grab a wave.
Rafe's eyes were on you the entire time you were on the board. You were an amazing surfer, he definitely gave you that. Still are an amazing surfer and you looked beautiful doing it.
You flew over waves like god or something walking on water. You used to love surfing so much, but it had been so long since you did it. You didn't expect to do so well after 4 years without surfing.
Sofia waved her hand in front of his eyes when he stared for too long, "Hello? What are you looking at?" She glanced behind herself immediately seeing you surfing into shore with a bright smile on your face.
"Oh." She said with an eyeroll and walked off, getting the hint immediately. Rafe just smirked to himself and walked over to you walking up to the twinkie.
"Hey stranger." He said, leaning against John B's car.
"Brave of you to come over here, kook." You challenged, unlatching the ankle band attached to your surfboard.
"Just wanted to tell you I think you're probably the best surfer here." He smiled at you, watching you intently as you stood up with your surfboard under your arm.
"Probably? Definitely." You were glancing around to see if anyone was watching you two talk. Only the kooks and you really didn't give a shit about what they thought.
"Your friends are watching." You said, glancing at Topper and Ruthie's peircing gaze. Topper was getting ready to surf and Ruthie was sipping her expensive cocktail or whatever the fuck it is she does.
Rafe shrugged, not even glancing at them his eyes were glued on you. "I don't care what they think."
"Well I care about what my friends think, lets go talk over here." You grabbed his hand and pulled him to the edge of the beach where no one was really paying attention.
You noticed your brother surfing around, taking turns with the kooks actually. Maybe he wasn't a total asshole douche.
"Scared your friends won't like me?" Rafe was teasing you, trying to be funny.
"I know they don't like you, you're lucky I do." You retorted and smiled as you looked anywhere but at him.
"Oh you like me? Wow I really am lucky." Rafe with a grim from ear to ear.
"Don't get a ego, that can change at any moment."
"Wait.. what's he doing?" He suddenly looked at the water, his eyebrows furrowing.
You followed his gaze to the waves to see your idiot brother cutting off Topper on a wave. You stood up immediately, as Topper yelled at John B.
You heard Rafe mutter something about how your brother needs to wait his turn and you scoffed at his audacity, but then you stormed off to go tell your brother the same shit.
Topper was angry, so was Ruthie, that much was clear. You made sure your brother was okay, and scolded him for being an asshole even if Topper is also an asshole.
The pogues decided to go ahead and go home after that so they could avoid issues with the kooks for today. You all had bigger problems with the treasure hunt.
You guys were starting to load up to go home, "Guys there's a turtle hatch!" Kiara yelled, running towards the patch of sand where baby turtles were crawling out. Everyone ran over, looking in awe and surprise.
Kiara was overjoyed, laughing and smiling at the little guys. They are truly adorable and you all try not to touch them as they crawl towards the water. "Wait we gotta make a path right?" John B asked after Kie mentioned giving them space.
The pogues tried to clear the way for the turtles the get through the sand. Make sure no segulls got them were what you and Sarah looked around for.
The pogues wholesome turtle hatch was interrupted though, by a wild Ruthie speeding down the beach in Toppers jeep.
You furrowed your eyebrows when you saw them driving closer, pointing to them. "Hey, kooks 12 o' clock. They're going fast."
Kie turned around and sprung up from the ground. Her hands shot up, waving them around and yelling about the turtle hatch going on behind them. "Hey! Hey, stop theres a hatch!"
You ran up beside Kie now, "Yo! Turtles are crossing, go around!" you are yelling as well and motioning to go around.
"STOP!"
Kie and JJ dived at the last second but you felt the first spark of pure angry run through your veins. They actually almost ran over Kie and your brother. You weren't letting that shit slide.
You watched Ruthie turn around, drifting to drive back through you guys.
They started speeding back into you guys, Kiara continued screaming about the hatch and you saw Ruthie throw her drink onto Kiara as they drove by.
You felt your sanity snap, and you cracked your knuckles jogging straight to the other side of the beach. Rafe saw you, his eyes widening.
Kooks were staring, one pulled their phone up to record. "Here she comes guys, on a warpath!" Kelce yelled as the car rolled into park Yeah, you were on a warpath. You don't play when it comes to your family.
JJ ran after you, trying to tell you this wasn't worth it but you didn't really hear a word he was saying. You just shoved him away and continued going.
Kie followed closely behind you two as she picked up the turtle they ran over. You didn't give a shit about the turtle though quite honestly. They tried to kill your friends.
You started running faster to snatch her out of her Jeep. The second the door opened you grabbed Ruthie by her hair and pulled her into the sand. "You think I wouldn't beat your ass bitch? ARE YOU STUPID?"
You threw her to the ground, punching her as she tried to punch back but she failed when you pinned her arms to the ground. After a couple hits Topper is running over to Ruthie yelling at you and you feel strong arms pulling you away.
You kicked and tried to hit the person pulling you away before they dropped you a couple feet away and you see it's Rafe.
Your eyes immediately narrowed onto a Ruthie getting held by Topper with a bruised eye and bleeding lip. She could see you and you sent her a dark look, making sure she knew not to fuck with your people.
Rafe grabbed your chin to make you look at him and then you realized he'd been talking to you the whole time.
"What?" You asked, you completely didn't hear a thing he said.
"I said you can't just attack random people." Rafe repeated his eyes widening slightly, and his hands moving around.
You scoffed and shook your head. "Fuck that, she's not a random person. She's Ruthie, it was her time to get her ass beat."
Rafe furrowed his eyebrows. "I'm saying you can't just going around beating up my friends."
You scrunched your face in disgust immediately at that, glaring at him now. "They're your friends? What happened to 'i don't care what they think'? You really want to call them friends after they just almost KILLED mine?"
You stood up immediately, and brushed off the sand on your bikini. "Fuck this shit." You motioned to all of his 'friends' and walked away, not letting him explain himself at all.
You had already made up your mind.
You understand now, no matter what happens there will always be a rift between your lifestyles. You know who he's loyal to and thats not you or your family.
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The twinkie pulled back into the station to a much darker atmosphere. Kiara was complaining to JJ while you couldn't get your mind off of how betrayed you felt by Rafe.
They all walked closer to the entrance of Poguelandia when you're the first person to snap out of your trance and realize pope has blood on his hands. You furrowed your eyebrows and sped up your pace. "Pope? Are you okay?"
The rest of the pogues were finally catching up to speed now, "What is that?" Kiara asked walking up to him. "Is that blood?"
"Pope whose blood is that?!" Kiara asked urgently. You just looked at his face, trying to read him to understand what the hell was happening.
JJ walked closer, shaking him feverishly. "Pope what happened?" He kept repeating.
"Wheres cleo?" Sarah asked and Pope finally spoke, "Shes--she's inside."
We all ran past Pope, to go into poguelandia to get some clarity. Kiara and Sarah were calling out for Cleo.
A larger set guy was lying on the floor, dead and bleeding from his abdomen. Cleo said his name was Terrance.
Just as you guys were trying to wrap your head around this, Shoupe pulls up to the house. Everyones eyes went wide, immediately knowing they NEEDED to hide this body.
"Oh shit." You said and ran to get Pope and John B urgently. "Big problem, Shoupe's here." And ran back inside to help figure out what the fuck to do.
Everyone was freaking out, JJ and you were glancing around for places to hide him. Kiara was spilling something about being honest, like they'd believe us?
Thats when you heard Shoupe knocking on the door, yelling. "JJ! Y/N! Anyone home?"
You pointed at the couch. "Hide it, now. If you all want to get out of this, the best bet for now is to hide it."
JJ ran up to John B, "Okay, I need you to make a decision right now."
John B was speechless, completely unsure what to do. This went way to far this time. "What's it gonna be?" JJ said more urgently."
"Hide the body." John B said finally. Everyone scrambled to grab the body and started to move the couch to put him behind it.
Kiara grabbed the skateboard to set him on, to avoid smearing the blood everywhere. As they started to pour bleach on the floors, you and your brother decided to go out and talk to Shoupe to distract him.
"Yo, Shoupe, over here!" You yelled as you hopped down the steps like you didn't just encounter a dead body. JJ was more serious but still didn't let it show that he was mortified.
Shoupe walked around to the back and you and JJ were standing by the tree as JJ messed with his bike.
"There they are." Shoupe called out, walking closer to you two. "Listen, I don't have time for ya'll's bullshit. Caught wind of shenanigans, between the both of you. Not that that's anything new."
"Shenanigans? Oh no." You said sarcastically, as you started to walk in a different direction beside JJ.
Shoupe sighed and continued. "Thought you, uh, might want to share your side of the story."
"Oh. We don't know what you're talking about." JJ said confidently, still walking. "No idea, huh?" Shoupe eyed you now.
"No. No. No idea at all." You said in the same tone.
Shoupe slapped a mosquito on his neck. "Can we go inside? I'm getting eaten up out here."
JJ pointed at the surf shop, "Oh, you haven't seen the new addition. I should give you a quick tour actually." Your lips quirked up at his stupid suggestion.
"I don't know what you're trying to do, but you need to stop playing around. This is serious. We need to clear this shit up." Shoupe said with an attitude in his chest.
You sighed, turned around and raised an eyebrow at him. "Shoupe, do you have a warrant or something?"
Shoupe shook his head. "No, and I don't wanna have to get one. Let's go in and talk."
You nodded and started walking towards the house. "Alright, if you just hate the outdoors so much."
You three walked in and everyone tried to act as normal as possible. Just laying down or 'hanging out' as John B suspiciously said.
"The gangs all here. Ya'll to high to hear me knocking?" Shoupe said with his attitude again.
Kiara shrugged and tried to keep her face straight. "It's just been a long day."
Shoupe got straight to business. "Everybody mind clearing out for a minute and letting me talk to them alone?"
"Yeah, yeah, no problem, Shoupe." John B said as everyone cleared out of the house.
You sat down on the couch, throwing a couple pillows off the couch to where you could see Terrance's head and laid back. JJ sat beside you and did the same.
Shoupe pulled up a chair and looked at you both intently. JJ was impatient though, "Let's just make it quick, you know? Ticktock."
You kicked him in the leg because not only is that suspicious it could also be the difference between jail and freedom right now, depending on what he's here for.
Shoupe pulled out his phone, showing it to you. "Take a gander." It was a video of you beating the shit out of Ruthie when she almost ran over your brother. "That you?"
You nodded quietly, glaring at him harshly. "I bet they didn't record the part where Ruthie almost ran JJ and Kiara over though, right?"
"You seriously injured Ruthie, she claims she has a broken nose." Shoupe said, you knew that shit was a lie. You had avoided her nose.
"It was self defense, Shoupe! She almost killed my brother!" JJ nodded along, agreeing with everything silently. He knew better than to speak on something you did to the cops.
"So many parents have been calling me." Shoupe said with a grumble, then he turned to JJ. "Oh, and I also got a report from the ER. They're saying you vandalized a hyperbaric chamber. What the hell is that?"
"That was a huge misunderstanding, because they kept me in there for far too long, okay?" JJ finally spoke up.
"I was cooked like a chicken, like, uh.. there's the Improper Patient Care for a Patient Act, where it, like protects me from--" JJ rambled on about not shit
"Just stop." Shoupe interrupted him. "Stop. I don't want to charge either of you for this shit, but i'm gonna need you to help me on something."
Shoupe pulled out a few pictures from his pocket, handing them to you and JJ. "Take a look at these. You know anything about him?"
JJ and you looked at them with furrowed eyebrows, it was a guy you'd never seen before with a marking that you thought seemed familiar but you couldn't place it.
You shook your head in sync with JJ. "No." You both said.
Shoupe gave you a look and you shook your head again. "No, seriously, I have never seen this guy a day in my life."
JJ handed the photos back and you were quick to catch it, handing it to Shoupe. Nice save.
JJ stood up quickly. "Is that it? 'No further questions, officer?'"
Shoupe shook his head. "Actually, come to think of it, there is something else."
"Listen, just between us.. we're looking into the cause of death for Wes Genrette."
"For Wes?" JJ furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, he obviously just died from old people stuff.
"So what were you two doing on Saturday night?" Shoupe dropped the final question.
You thought for a second while JJ mentioned something about being at poguelandia. "We were here. We made a campfire, uh, fried a fish up, and then we... put on some tunes, sang some songs." You nodded in agreement.
"Cooking up fish and singing songs?" Shoupe said suspiciously. "Yup. That was it." You replied.
"All right. That's all I needed from you." Shoupe said, mentioning something about being honest which you laughed at after he had gotten into his car.
summary: debrief with rafe only draws you two closer.
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Your loud pickup truck's engine rung through the dark cliffside. You were starting to regret asking Rafe to meet you, it had been 20 minutes and he still wasn't here.
Like he had heard your thoughts, his dark truck rolled into park on the blacktop. You were sitting on the edge, staring at the clouds as the sun started rolling down towards the ocean.
You heard his truck door slam, and heavy footsteps walked up to sit beside you. He just looked at you, not saying anything while you both let your legs dangle of the edge.
"You called?" He said, a slight smirk gracing his face as he tried to get you to look back at him.
"Actually, I texted." You sassed with a slight smile growing on your lips. "I just needed.. to talk to someone. Someone who isn't friends with my brother."
"Well I definitely am not friends with your brother." He said simply, looking over at the horizon now.
"Then why are you friends with me? Y'know after you used to bully me and shit." You asked, now turning to look at his eyes as he stared at the sea below.
"Alright, if i tell you this.. don't judge me alright?" He said cautiously, his eyes glanced at you then back at the sea conveying his nervousness.
"Me? Judge? Never." You say with sarcasm. He rolled his eyes but continued nonetheless.
"It's cliche but.. I used to have a crush on you, thats why I bullied you. It's been ingrained in my mind to never like pogues since Ward was my dad. Figured... if i pretended i hated you it would go away." He shook his head, the regret on his face showing intensely through his dark features. "When he died... and you showed up.. I guess I kinda realized how wrong he was."
You nodded, taking in the information he had told you like it wasn't surprising. It was though, you were no doubt surprised that Rafe Cameron, king of kooks, used to have a crush on you, formerly the islands teenage dirtbag. "Used to? As in not anymore?"
Rafe shrugged and nodded. "I mean.. yeah."
You carefully thought for a moment, he was being vulnerable and telling you about your feelings but you were still doubting it. You'd be lying if you said you had no attraction to this man at all, he was no doubt handsome but if it was all in the past it didn't matter.
Rafe was staring at you, trying to read into your reaction but your face was so hard to read. You were so closed off, always had been for your own protection of your feelings. "It doesn't have to be used to." He mentioned under her breath.
"What's that supposed to mean?" You ask with furrowed eyebrows. "I just mean.. i'm not that same person, i grew up and i'm not gonna bully you because I have a crush on you."
You were still confused and just stared at him for a second. "Are you trying to say you still have a crush on me?"
He smirked and nodded, "A little." You rolled your eyes in retaliation. "You're gonna have to do more than this to win me over."
He shrugged and kicked his feet against the cliff with a big grin on his face. "That's not a no."
"It is not a no." You said, smiling back at him.
You pulled a cigarette out of your pocket, lighting it up and puffing away.
"Bad habit." He says with a click of his tongue.
"Says the guy who did coke at frat parties when you were still a senior."
"Touché. I'm clean by the way. If you were wondering." He said simply, his hand moving to scratch the back of his neck.
"I wasn't." You said with playful a smile. He furrowed his eyebrows and grabbed the cigarette from your lips, taking a hit.
"Why do you even smoke these anyways?" He asked as blew smoke out of his nostrils.
You sighed and averted your eyes to the horizon of the now setting sun. "Alright, well.. I guess it started when Dad sent JJ to military camp after he got expelled in 8th grade."
"I missed him, so fucking much. Dad started hitting me more because there wasn't two people to pick up his slack anymore and so he thought I was slacking. My dad was going absolutely crazy that night so I asked John B if I could stay at his. Big John told me I looked stressed and gave me one of his marlboro reds."
"I started taking them from him when I missed JJ too much, until i eventually caved and started buying them myself from this dingy vape shop that didn't ID. I tried to stop when JJ got home from military camp but addiction runs in my family I guess."
Rafe listened to your story intently, his eyes furrowed any time you'd talk about your abusive dad. Like he didn't know already, you'd come to school with bruises all the time.
You took the opportunity of him processing the story to steal your cigarette back, finishing it off and throwing it into the water below.
"You deserved a better childhood." Rafe said simply, looking at you with an intensity.
He didn't really know how to approach a topic like this, he'd never really been vulnerable about trauma with anyone really. Maybe his dad, but he never listened, he'd just tell him "he was okay" or to "get over it".
"I know, but I didn't get it and that's why the way I am." You said with an edge, your gaze grazing his but not lingering.
"Yeah, I think that helped me understand your thought process a lot better now. Not that your actions towards me didn't show me how similar we are, they definitely did." He pointed out, eyes still on you despite your gaze avoiding him.
"I think we have a lot of the same protective values about our family, even if we're from different communities."
You finally laid eyes on him, his blue eyes shining through the sunset that was now almost behind the watery horizon. "As much as I hate to agree with that, i do."
He giggled like a little girl at that comment and smiled at you like a little kid. "I really enjoy talking to you, Maybank.. like more than anyone else i know."
You smiled back and shrugged. "You're not too bad."
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You pulled into poguelandia's driveway and walked in to see your brother and all the pogues goofing around outside by a fire. You joined them with ease, laying down on a hammock right by the group.
They poured beers out, on eachother and drank some of them. Definitely more beer wasted tonight than consumed.
Despite everything they were still enjoying a good night, a good time.
Kie, You, Cleo and Sarah were sat around the fire laughing while JJ, Pope and John B were having a pep talk seperately.
"So.. you've been getting cozy with my brother." Sarah pointed out, with a weary expression. "Y'know I don't know what went on between you two before you left but in all of my 19 years of life I have never seen him look at someone the way he looked at you at the party."
Your eyes widened a little. "Huh. Well.. i mean, i can't say theres nothing there. I guess I'm just worried because of our history."
Sarah nodded and agreed with you. "Yeah, and he doesn't have the most squeaky clean track record so I get it. He's pretty evil, but it kinda seems like you're helping him change that."
You furrowed your eyebrows and decided to keep that in mind.
"He's pretty evil," Yeah you could cold tell he has a lot of issues, i mean he did kill a Sherriff. You had issues too, though. "but it seems like you're helping him change that." That didn't make sense--well it kinda did because he definitely is less violent and angry than he did in highschool. You didn't want to accept that, you couldn't be the solution.
You were though, when you are together you both feel like kids again. It feels like what could've happened if he had his head out of ass in high school. You wanted more growth though, something you could see in him that brought out the best in you.
summary: you help the pogues find their treasure but there are some complications in the plan.
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JJ, You, John B, and Pope were loading up the boat around 8:30PM to go and find blackbeards sunken ship. Cleo, Kie and Sarah we're going to follow in the twinkie to goat island to watch for coast guard.
"Alright guys listen up." John B said, eyes all moving to him. "We got the nav points, and we've got the gear. In and out, alright? One night only."
"We slip down under. We stay under the rader. Alright?" He continued. Everyone nodded carefully, this was simply for cash that they desperately needed after JJ betted the gold.
"JJ and Y/N, you're going down--" Kiara interrupts John B's explanation. "Uh, actually i'm going. Not Y/N."
You glanced at Kie, your eyes furrowing. "Huh? Why?"
"I've treasure hunted before, you haven't. I know what to look for and i've done some research on the wreck." Kiara countered, trying to stand her ground.
You scoffed and shook your head, stubborn as ever. "What? You've never even dived before." JJ interrupted you though. "Listen, it's not that big of a deal. We'll keep eachother safe and get that amulet."
You sighed and nodded, "Fine." You were angry, no doubt but you could see that Kiara cared about your brother a lot. I mean.. they we're together now so you couldn't play mom forever.
"Okay. JJ and Kie go down." John B said with a nod. "Me and Pope stay up. Sarah, YN and Cleo, you guys drive out to the lighthouse by the Coast Guard base. Stand watch."
"We do this right, we're home by midnight." John B said with finality in his voice. JJ was impatient though, his foot tapping against the dock. "Clock's ticking."
You sighed and hugged your brother. "Be careful, idiot." JJ laughed and hugged you back. "Nothing to lose."
You sighed and nodded. "Nothing to lose." JJ smiled and let go of you, getting onto the boat. "Just like old times, right guys?"
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You had nothing to lose, not really. Only JJ, he was the only thing you felt you could actually lose. You loved his friends dearly, and they were your friends too at one time but that was 4 years ago, and you don't know where you fit anymore.
This night was what really proved that you had everyone to lose. These were your true family even if they were JJ's friends. They are people who welcomed you in open arms after you ran away out of the blue 4 years ago. You had only ever texted JJ over those 4 years but you knew that the other pogues wished that you had reached out to them too.
Now you were in the backseat of the twinkie, realizing just how much all these stupid kids mean to you. Kiara and JJ were laying in your arms as you tried to keep them up to help them breath.
You knew they were in pain, bubbles in their blood according to Pope. "Jesus John B, drive faster!" You yelled as Sarah was telling Kie and JJ to breathe.
"Hey, who was with you down there?" Pope asked, turning around in his seat. "No idea, Pope." JJ muttered out weakly through deep breaths. "Buut.. y'all are not gonna believe this." JJ pulled a cloth out of his pocket and handed it to Sarah.
Sarah opened it with wide eyes revealing the amulet. "You found it?"
Cleo and Pope's eyes go wide. "Woah! That was the thing you were looking for!" You smiled down at your brother despite his wretched state. "Maybank's do it right." JJ nodded and tried to smile back but he was in way too much pain.
John B glanced over from the road. "Holy shit, who didn't you tell us sooner?"
"I was too busy dying." JJ retorted despite his pain. John B started driving faster in his joy, racing to the hospital.
50 Thousand here we come. It was worth it, despite how worried you were for your brother.
When you arrived at the hospital they immediately rushed them to the hyperbaric chamber. 12 Hours of that and they'd be better.
John B and you were listening to the doctor talk, or rather not understanding the doctor talk. You glanced over into the room with the hyperbaric chamber to see your brother flipping you off through the little circle window.
You smiled and then shook your head, your brother would be just fine. You still felt like you needed to escape though, so as soon as you left the hospital at 12:00pm the next day and pulled out your phone to text the guy who you'd been getting increasingly close with. Rafe.
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a/n: sofia is a kook in this story & she works with hollis
sorry for the delay on absence makes the heart grow but.. ive been busy for the week of the 4th and college admissions and ill probably have another chapter up by friday!
summary: the pogues leave you in charge of the store on their dock while they go make a deal with a crazy man over treasure.
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You were sitting at the counter of the little charter shack on the dock, your feet up on the counter as you scrolled through your phone. You were picking which sublime song to play in spirit of being a beach bum today.
Your head was pounding from drinking all night at Rafe's party but you sipped from a pacifico to "soothe" that hangover.
You looked up from your phone seeing a pretty big boat pull up to the dock. You sighed, taking your feet off the counter to stand up.
You sat back down with an eyeroll the moment you saw who was getting off the boat. None other than Rafe and Topper.
Rafe walked up to you with a smile, and Topper looked annoyed with a frown on his face. Rafe walked up to the cash register while Topper stayed a few feet away so you couldn't touch him. As if you'd want to.
You rolled your eyes and looked at Rafe. "What do you two want?" Your voice had a joking tone in it.
"Came to see you." He said with a smirk, Topper rolling his eyes behind him.
"Oh? Yeah seems like you've been trying to see me a lot lately." You took a sip of your beer and placed your phone onto the counter. "You got a crush or something, Mr. Cameron."
Rafe smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "A crush? Never, Mrs. Maybank." His tone was sarcastic, leaning closer on the counter. It sounded like some inside joke they had but you had made it up out of thin air.
"So what are you really here for?" You interrogated, standing up from the chair. "Come to a Top's party with me?" Rafe asked almost timidly.
Topper scrunched his eyebrows, stepping closer. "Are you serious, Rafe? You're letting this pogue come to my party when she put a gun to your throat?"
You scoffed, stepping in before Rafe could even open his mouth. "Oh hell no. I don't even want to come to your fucking party."
Rafe looked between you and Topper before speaking up. "Topper I'm over that, it doesn't matter. Me and her are cool."
You muttered under your breath, "yeah define cool..." Rafe heard you but he just looked at you weird then turned back to Topper.
"If she brings a gun into my house though i'm calling the cops on her." Topper said agreeing reluctantly just because he knew Rafe wasn't giving up on this.
You shook your head. "Yeah don't even worry about that, I'm not coming."
Rafe turned back to you, "C'mon please, when do you get off?" You sighed and checked the time. 6:17pm.
Okay, you'd been there for 8 hours so you'd probably be fine if you left. Plus you didn't have anyone else to drink with since literally everyone left you alone.
"Fine. I can go." You flipped the sign at the front and locked the door to the store and then Rafe helped you onto Topper's boat. He was boasting about how much of a gentleman he was, which made you want to shove him off the boat.
As you were sitting on this rich assholes boat, the rich asshole decided to get smart with you. Topper was driving the boat when he looked dead at you. "My family's gonna take your brothers land."
You let out a harsh laugh, genuinely thinking hes joking. "Yeah right, JJ doesn't let shit stop him." Topper just scowled and continued. "No, the zoning is gonna be changed and you loose your free place to stay."
Rafe looked at Topper, genuinely surprised. "Top what the hell?" He stood up, shaking his head rapidly.
You rolled your eyes at Rafe trying to stand up for you. You stood up walking over to Topper, fully intending to hit him. Then Rafe grabbed your wrist pulling you back because he knew exactly what you were about to do.
You looked back at him, trying to pull yourself out of his grip but he just pulled you back to sit down next to him. You looked at him with a scowl on your face.
"Don't do anything stupid. I'll fix it." Rafe said, patting your back and you slapped his hand away.
He put his hands up, not letting that deter him. He was smiling at you.
You pulled up to the 'party' which looked more like a kook frat party. Beer pong and only around 30 people so it seems relatively exclusive.
Rafe grabbed your hand to help you off the boat and you jumped off the boat without his help. He just followed you into the party like he wasn't even phased by your blatant rejection.
He walked in and straight over to the beer pong, while you went to get a drink from the coolers. You loved rich person alcohol, only thing good about them.
You downed a shot of vodka and picked up a mai tai. You walked over to Rafe who was talking to Topper.
You walked up to them but stopped when you heard what someone behind you said.
"Do you remember Sheriff Peterkin? His dad shot her." You glanced at the girl, then back at Rafe who was now turned around.
He didn't even look at you for a second, angry eyes locking onto the bitch talking shit. "What did you just say?"
He walked closer to the girl, and you didn't stop him yet. "You got something to say? Hey listen--" He was cut off by her boyfriend shoving him back, which meant you probably should stop it there.
You sighed, pulling Rafe back by his wrist as he continued talking about them spewing bullshit "You got something to say, say it to my face. DOES EVERYONE GOT THAT?" He was yelling now, glaring directly at the two shit talkers.
He only now glanced at you and you pulled him back harshly and pulling him outside.
Rafe was angry, that much was obvious. "Fuck! Why did you hold me back?" You just stared at him. "Well you can't bail yourself out of jail, Rafe."
His scowl curled up into a smile as he moved his gaze from the ground to you with a giggle at your joke. "You're funny. It's just-- I don't like when people talk about my dad. I know he did.. some stuff that maybe people wouldn't approve of but so have I. Shit.. I'm turning out exactly like him." You listened to Rafe rambling on about his dad.
"You're not like your dad, Rafe." You said with a shrug, leaning on the wall. "You didn't even know my dad." He countered.
"I've heard things." You said simply. He sighed and nodded, "Yeah."
"Yeah." You said back, still staring right into his soul. He knew exactly what you meant.
"So you know about.. everything." He tried to confirm. "I know you kill--." He immediately put his hand over your mouth to get you to shut up.
"Don't fucking say that out loud." He warned, way too close. "Get off of me before I scream it." You said grabbing his hand, raising your eyebrows and then pushing him back. The push was more soft than when you shoved him down before.
There was a beat of silence before you spoke up.
"I don't blame you." You said simply, sighing as you tried to explain yourself. "I'd have killed anyone if it was JJ."
He nodded, "Yeah obviously." He gestured to himself. "Fuck you." You said with a laugh and he laughed too.
He looked at you, his face turning more serious. "Do you think I'm a bad person for it?" You shook your head almost immediately. "No, you're a product of your environment. So am I."
"Y'know you're actually not that bad for a pogue." He said with a wide grin on his face. "And you're not too bad for kook." You said, smirking up at him.
Maybe you and him weren't nearly as different as you thought you were.
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Rafe dropped you off back at the pogues and you walked in to see them all standing at the table looking at a computer screen.
"Hey, uhm.." JJ said, noticing you as you walked closer.
"What's going on?" You asked confusedly. JJ looked over at you. "We're gonna go look for blackbeard's treasure tomorrow. A lost amulet that apparently fixes curses and removes ghosts." JJ was playing up the story for suspense.
Cleo quickly clarified for him, "Some crazy guy wants us to find a necklace from blackbeard's ship to solve what he thinks is a 300 year old ghost cursing his family."
You nodded, "Right.. what happened to living a normal life instead of searching for treasure?"
Pope spoke up without hesitation. "We need the money." Your conversation with Topper, he was planning to take the land from the pogues.
You nodded and shrugged, "What the hell, whats the worst thing that could happen?"
"Dying." They all said in unison. "Right.." You repeated.
"Well, i'm happy to help. Nothing to loose, right Jay?" You said, glancing at your brother. He nodded wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "Nothing to lose."
John B shook his head, "Nah, this time we have everything to lose." You sighed and tilted your head at him. "Total buzzkill, JB."
summary: the pogues are plotting and rafe wants you to come to his party.
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The moment Rafe dropped you off you went inside and passed out on the couch, not waking up until 10 hours later at 2pm. Unfortunately, the sound of clamoring pots and pans are the reason you didn't get more sleep.
JJ was looking for the right pan to use to make a grilled cheese while Kie sat at the table, scrolling on her computer.
You walked up behind JJ, grabbing the right pan for him and handing it to him. "Here, Idiot." He smirked and wrapped am arm around your shoulder, almost putting you into a headlock. "My sister lives, everyone! After so heroically standing up for me."
You pushed him off of you. "Shut up, I was looking for an excuse to shoot him." JJ laughed and turned around, starting up to stove to make some grub. "But you didn't!"
You rolled your eyes and walked over to Kie, sitting beside her. "Hey, watcha doin?" Kie didn't look up, still scrolling through news articles and contact numbers. "Looking for information on someone."
You nodded, unsure how to help. "That's cool, maybe I can help you guys?"
Kie nodded, glancing up at you for the first time. "Yeah for sure, i don't need anything right now though." You nodded and stood up from the stool.
You walked to the bathroom, changed out of the clothes you'd been wearing for your jail adventure last night. You heard your phone buzz in your pocket. It was Rafe, asking for you to come to his party.
Surprised was the only emotion to describe how you felt, you had beat up this man twice and put a gun to his head and yet he wanted you to come to his party.
That definitely made you skeptical. Was he thinking about embarrassing you in front of a bunch of Kooks? Was he stupid enough to think you would hesitate again? You never backed down from a challenge though, you needed to prove you aren't scared of him anymore... as if you hadn't already.
Whatever, atleast you'll have free alcohol. You opened the door, walking outside to go find Sarah. You were NOT going to a kook party alone.
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You and Sarah were on the way to Tannyhill. You were sitting in the passenger seat, regretting your decision of coming to this idiot's party. "Did you know Rafe fucking bailed me out?"
Sarah laughed and nodded. "Yeah, I told him to. I thought he'd say no.. but he did it."
"But why is he inviting me to one of his parties? A kook party with the one girl who fits every stereotype ever that they give the pogues." You shook your head and laid back in her car, staring out the sunroof.
"I don't know, he never would do this for someone a year ago. Maybe he actually feels bad about how he used to treat you?" Sarah suggested, shrugging her shoulders because she didn't really understand either.
You nodded. "Doubt it, they always want something. I guess we'll find out tonight though."
Sarah pulled into the driveway of Tannyhill, filled with many cars which showed the party had already started.
You sat in her car, mentally preparing yourself for the worst. You finally opened the car door and stepped out in your black doc martens and white ghostly dress. You definitely don't fit in here.
You and Sarah walked into the party, your eyes darting all around you as you got some strange stares. Sarah patted your back, knocking you back into reality where no one was actually looking at you.
"Where's the kitchen?" You turned to Sarah, wanting a drink immediately if you were going to survive tonight.
Sarah led you to the kitchen, where you poured yourself two shots of jack daniels and downing them. "I'm here to get shitfaced, Sarah."
Sarah nodded and smiled, "I don't mind being the designated driver." You nodded back to her. "Thank god."
You and Sarah moved outside where you could be more comfortable because there was less people.
You were holding a beer bottle in your hand while you and Sarah talked on Tannyhill's porch. She looked behind you as footsteps approached, you immediately turned around and saw Rafe walking straight im your direction.
You sighed and turned back to Sarah as she just smirked. You shook your head, taking a long drink of your beer as he stopped right in front of you and Sarah.
You pulled the drink away from your face, just staring at him while trying your hardest to be intimidating.
He smirked and spoke up, "You came.. and brought my sister."
"Well she's the only person I know that has experience with this shit." You gestured to this huge house with your beer bottle.
"Can I talk to you.. like alone?" Rafe said, leaning on the railing now and trying to be 'casual'. He looked like an idiot.
Sarah glanced at you, looking to see if you'd be okay alone. You nodded at Sarah to assure her you'd be fine and she walked off.
It was silent st first, a stare down until he just smiled at you, a giddy fucking smile, like he just won the lottery. That stupid smile made you roll your eyes. "What?" You scoffed out, crossing your arms.
"Nothing really, you're just.. different now." Rafe said simply. "Yeah so are you, dipshit." You retorted, which was true he definitely was different.
The Rafe you used to know would have never let you in--much less invite you--to one of his parties.
"One thing hasn't changed though, you're still closed off as shit. You're avoiding talking to me." Rafe said, with his stupid shit eating grin that you hated so much.
"Maybe I just don't like you." You tried to defend, knowing that was actually starting to become less true as you get to know him better. "If you didn't like me you wouldn't be here." He still had that grin.
"I just wanted a chance to hit you again." You held your composure, leaning against the railing now. "Careful, I'm not gonna bail you out this time." He countered.
"Why'd you bail me out in the first place? Why did you invite me here?" You said, genuinely wondering why he did any of this.
He shrugged, "I respect you for protecting your family. I always tried to do that for my dad but he never appreciated that."
You looked at him suspiciously, honestly not believing him. "And you wanted to appreciate me after I almost shot you in the face?"
Rafe shrugged and smirked, taking a long sip of the whiskey in his glass.
"I don't think you're going to do that again."
You scoffed and shook your head. "I might be inclined to."
"I think I can change your mind about me." Rafe said with confidence, yet you didn't understand why he gave a shit.
"Maybe you can start by getting me another beer?" You suggested, pushing your empty bottle into his hand.
He nodded and smiled at you, not even phased. "Of course." Then he walked inside to probably get you a drink.
Sarah was watching from a distance, just to make sure neither of them attacked eachother. She had rarely seen Rafe act.. mentally stable.. but he actually was when talking to you.
Sarah knew Rafe as her bipolar brother who tried to kill her twice.. but he was being nice to one of the pogues that he used to bully? She couldn't understand it, it made her wonder what exactly was their history to make her hate him so much.
i keep livin' this day like the next will never come
song 4: criminal by fiona apple
rafe x maybank!reader
summary: you end up in jail from your recent fight with rafe.
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sarah's texts
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They pulled you out of the car and you tried to push yourself off of the police officers. You were pushed into the deparment, not without a fight though.
Your efforts were not useful as you got pushed into a questioning chair and getting handcuffed to it. You were sitting on the other side of Shoupe, him sighing and shaking your head.
"Heard you were back in town, Maybank. Didn't expect to see you here so soon, though." Shoupe looked disappointed, but you just scoffed and shook your head in silence.
Shoupe opened the file, "Assault with a firearm? Got yourself in deep shit this time, huh?" He sighed and looked up at you. "You're 22 still making the same stupid mistakes."
You leaned back in the chair, your wrist pulling the handcuff up the chair. "So what?" Shoupe looked at you seriously, "36 hours in jail or 4K bail. You figure it out."
You sighed, shaking your head as you are escorted into a jail cell. You sat there in silence and angry more at yourself than anyone else now.
You pussed out, you weren't good enough to pull the trigger. "FUCK!" You screamed, punching the wall and immediately regretting it as you held your aching fist.
10 inches of solid concrete certainly bruised your knuckles. You sighed and laid down on the flat thin bed, staring at the ceiling.
After the anger it came sadness for 3 hours until you heard keys jingling in your direction.
You were still laying on the bed, tears on your cheeks that were dry. You still wiped them away though when you saw Shoupe approaching. He sighed and hung his head, pulling his keys out to unlock your cell.
"You're in for a treat. Someone has posted your bail." You pushed past Shoupe, and walking to the exit of the cell room.
When you walked out you saw exactly who posted your bail. Rafe fucking Cameron. You balled your fists and Rafe put his hands up.
You saw his nasty looking black eye, honestly admiring your work. "Listen, I come in peace. I figured I should probably bail you out since that was kinda my fault." He said, his blue eyes shining with a genuine glimmer.
You scoffed, walking over to him. "I wont hesitate next time. Don't ever do some shit like that again."
Rafe nodded, dropping his hands and his lips curling into a small smile at your words. "Yes ma'am. Need a ride?"
He tossed his keys in the air, and looked over at you. "No. Fuck off." You said harshly, walking out of the police station.
He followed you out, walking up right behind you. "I'm not gonna pull some shit on you, alright? I get why you're mad and all that, I shouldn't have done that shit."
"But you did." You pushed back with your words, not even turning around to face him.
"Yeah, but now I want to help you alright? I feel bad, I shouldn't have got JJ involved in our argument." He tried to reason, you sighed and looked down at the ground.
As you stared at the ground, you decided to take Kie's advice for once. You decided to think rationally, and you realized that you kinda feel bad about putting a gun to his head. You'd never admit it, though. "Whatever, drop me off at my brother's."
You got in his truck, an awkward silence washing over the air as you just glared out the window.
"I owe you another apology. The day of your welcome home party I came to apologize." He blurted out and kept his eyes on the road, glancing at you every couple of seconds.
All he could see was the side of your head, glancing out the window. You stayed silent, letting him continue.
"I know before.. you left.. we didn't have the best conversation and I'm sorry. I know I bullied you a lot--" You interrupted his apology, finally looking at him with a glare. "That's an understatement."
He sighed, hitting the wheel in frustration. "I know! I was an idiot and I didn't understand what you were going through."
You scoffed, "Rafe Cameron could never understand it." He shook his head rapidly, eyes still focusing on the road. "No, I do get it. My dad was a piece of shit that beat me up too."
You eyed him cautiously. "If you think thats the only thing wrong with me then you are mistaken."
"I've been gone for 4 years, theres a lot of things you don't know about." You said, crossing your arms and turning back to the window.
He sighed, taking his eyes off the road to look at you. "Will you let me know? Unblock me on insta? Could be a thank you for getting you out of jail." His lips moved up into a smirk.
You sighed, trying not to sympathize with the enemy but you could tell he had changed a lot since highschool. You wanted nothing to do with him but your lips curled into a smirk involuntarily at his words. "Yeah, whatever."
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an - i have never been to jail so this is probably inaccurate
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