★ chapter i. rafe cameron fanfiction.
CHAPTER ONE. SUMMERTIME SADNESS
THINK ILL MISS YOU FOREVER
just be quick, he won’t see me right? you thought to yourself taking a deep breath in, looking around seeing if rafe was around. you had left your necklace he gave you on his boat. you wanted that necklace even though you guys weren’t together anymore. that was yours.
looking everywhere to find it in his dresser of all your memories of each other. the photos you guys took of one another. the heart shape shells you would find. the pipe rose he made you. you sighed to yourself.
about to walk out you seen a girl laying down on the chair tanning. weird. you blinked and there he was rafe cameron standing in front of the chicks chair. you couldn’t believe your eyes. even though you guys were already done. it had only been a couple weeks and he moved on already?
a sharp pain merged into your heart when you saw him leaning over the chick. blinking over and over again wishing it was only a dream but no. this was real. it was real. you watched has he leaned in for the kiss. the smile over the girls face. you couldn’t see who that was. you wanted to get close but you knew your heart would break even more.
how can he move on already. you thought to yourself, watching his every move. seeing him smile at her and hold her hand, kiss her shoulders. this was beginning to eat you alive. you got off the boat wanting to get closer. slowly making sure he wouldn’t look your way. you finally saw who this chick was. you knew for sure she wasn’t a kook. you knew what she was. a pogue, just like you. the lower chain. the ones he swore he wouldn’t be with. told you that you guys couldn’t be together because you were a pogue. talk about hypocrisy.
before rafe could look up, to look around, you were gone. gone like the wind. running home to burst into tears about the boy you loved moving on. moving on to someone who was exactly like you.
rafe looked across his boat, eyeing the boat door open. "what happened?" sofia looked at her boyfriend. "I don't remember ever leaving my door open. where you in there when I left?" Sofia nodding her head no.
"stay here." rafe walked toward his boat. so many thoughts in his head. did someone rob him? did Sofia go lurk in there? he walked in eyeing everything to see if things where misplaced. he saw a small crack in his dresser. he knew he closed it. he always does. he opens it to see your necklace missing. he rushed out the boat, getting in his car and driving away— leaving sofia confused.
"sneaking on my boat is trespassing y'know."
"don’t be dumb y/n." he looked at you. he didn’t know if he should be made at you for sneaking on his boat, or hurt that you couldn’t talk to him about the necklace. he remembers exactly how it happened the night he gave it to you. that was the first night he knew you were the one he wanted. he just couldn’t say it loud enough for you or even the public to know.
"i didn’t do anything rafe. can you leave? im working." you whispered collecting the golf balls that were thrown all over the field. "the necklace is missing and from what i can see…" he paused as he moved the collar of your shirt. "stop." you looked at him in anger. "why are you even here? don’t you have a girl to take care of?"
"i’m not stupid. i saw her laying by the pool. has she been spending the night? she’s finally allowed to? allowed to be in your house without you there? allowed to have clothes there?" you weren’t even sad anymore, it was just anger. he really allowed this to happen but if it was you, it was a different story.
"just go away. i understand now. she’s pretty enough to act like a kook then to be a pogue like she really is." you rolled your eyes, about to get on the golf cart— he stood in front of it. "seriously rafe, i’ll lose my job if im not done. i have things to buy for unlike you. i’m a pogue remember? not a kook who can get everything they want." the man could speak. there was so many things but he just couldn’t.
"thank you." you didn’t even know why you were saying thank you. thank him for all the memories he gave you. the fake love he gave you. the realization. maybe that’s why you thanked him.
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