I see you barely know basic grammar and spelling... Failed in school and fucked your teachers to graduate, did you?
i didn't fail school... i dropped out lol. crazy to assume that my educational success is from me having sex with my teachers... also, using my fanfiction to judge my spelling & grammar is interesting as it is not professional writing or meant to be taken in any other way, but as fanfiction. i'm assuming you're the same person who sent the original hate ask back in july. which would be crazy because why are you so obsessed with me & my grammar, silly? honestly, big compliment too because at least my content isn't AI slop! have a good christmas eve!! ๐๐
You step out from the back door of your work and into the alley. The cool air hits your body and sends a shiver down your spine. It was so warm in the morning, but the sun has since settled behind gray clouds blocking itโs heat.ย
Rafe is supposed to meet you in the alley on your break โ the same alley that Kiara cornered you in โ but he has yet to show. Before you stopped talking to Rafe he always met you outside on your breaks. He came almost every single day; if he could. It started with just making out โ neither of you being in an official relationship beforehand made all the kissing exciting at the time โ and when the honeymoon phase wore out, he started bringing you lunch. That lasted for almost a full year; longer than anyone thought it would last. With Rafeโs reckless behavior and his instability, you were also shocked that it lasted so long.ย
You were always scared that he was going to show up one day to try and talk to you, but he never did. And you still canโt help but wonder why.ย ย
You lean against the buildingโs brick wall while fishing in the front pocket of your apron for the carton of cigarettes. You light a single cigarette between your fingers, there was something about smoking during your break that always seemed to relieve you. Maybe itโs because itโs the only time you allowed yourself to breathe.ย
You let your mind drift off to last night, to Rafe, on your second exhale. Somehow he managed to convince you to sleep at his house โ despite making him sleep on the floor. The sight of him on the ground was laughable; he looked so uncomfortable. He had one of his pillows and a throw blanket that was too small to cover his bodyโฆ He probably just missed you being near him, which begs the question, how much is he willing to do for you out of fear of losing you again?ย
And the first time in weeks, you had a ride to work. But it irritated you how normal it felt. Rafe waking you up with a plate of breakfast in his hand, you tried not to say much to him. But there was so much you wanted to tell him. From your coworker being a total bitch to you at work to arguments you had with your mom. And he listened just like he used too, not saying a word until you were done.ย
Once you were done telling him your woes while eating breakfast in his bed and it was time to get ready. You were expecting that he was going make you walk back home to finish your morning routine, but no, he still had your extra toothbrush in his bathroom along with the makeup and clothes you had left behind. All the little things he did, even after he thought you were done with him, made you feel like a total asshole.ย
Before you could fully register Rafe walking up to you, he has already plucked away the cigarette in your hand and throwing it to the ground. Using the bottom of his shoe to scuff it up, smearing the tobacco grain all over the pavement.ย
โWhat the hell!โ You say as you watch the cigarette wrapper disappear with the its contents visible.ย
โYouโre too pretty too smoke,โ he says under his breath, before leaning against the opposing with his hands behind his back.ย
โYouโre late,โ you say, trying your hardest to sound annoyed, but a small smile peeks through your lips anyways. You couldnโt stand how excited you were too see him, so you quickly drop you smile and try to play it cool.ย
โRelax. Iโm here, arenโt I?โ He says making you roll your eyes. He quickly realizes that his response was callous and tries to make up for it by asking, โHowโs work?โย
You smile and sigh, โPretty boring. No one wants ice cream on days like these.โย
He doesnโt respond, not to make you mad, but because nothing comes to him. Which you could tell by the way he awkwardly shifts on his feet and looks away from you.ย
โHow long is your break?โ He asks, folding his arms across his chest.ย
โI think I have like 15 minutes left,โ you say, instinctively lifting your hand up to your mouth, your fingers brushing your lips just to remember that there is nothing there.ย
โIf youโre here to speak about Kiara, I know I was worried about it, but I think itโs fine. Iโm not going to talk, your dadโs not going to talk. John B and Sarah are dead, there was no one else on the tarmac that day that witnessed anything. I think itโs fine. Iโm sorry for dragging you into the drama between me and Kie, I was just scaredโโย
Rafe cuts you off, โGavin.โ He says, his voice sounding as if he just realized something important, or something he didnโt think too much about beforehand.ย
โWho the fuck is Gavin?โย You ask, your voice landing somewhere between a mix of confusion and defiance. Not only did you not know who Gavin was, but why did he matter all of the sudden?ย
โYโknow, the guy who flew the plane?โ Rafe tells you, almost as if you were stupid. But he glances down both ends of the alleyway making sure that no one was listening in or overhear the incriminating bit that he was about to tell you.ย
โAlso the one who was supposed to get rid of the gun I used,โ Rafe tells you, as if you should have already known that.ย
โRightโฆ So how much is your dad paying him to keep quiet?โ You joke, the question was unserious, essentially arbitrary. Ward Cameron bribing someone? It just sounded too fictional.ย
โLike a couple grandโฆโ Rafe unsurely answers. He couldnโt tell that your question was supposed to be a joke, but he answered honestly. Ward did pay Gavin off, but Rafe just didnโt know how much. Which really isnโt important given the context.ย
โOh my godโฆ What if Kie finds out?โ You ask, your focus remaining on Rafe.ย
โShe wont find out,โ Rafe tries to calm you.ย
โShe will. She already harassing me with the notesโฆ What if she goes after Gavin next? And what if Gavin is still holding onto the gun? What then?โ You ask, trying to think up of all the possible scenarios you could come up with to make Rafe anxious.ย
โRelax, okay? Why are you even stressed about this, itโs not like you killed anyone?โ Rafe says, his tone telling you that he thought that you were being dramatic about the whole situation. You werenโt being dramatic; Rafe had already weighed in on your questions weeks ago and you were just bringing up the terrifying things that he has already shoved down.ย
โMaybe because I lied to the police for you?โ You snap, pushing yourself off the wall. โDid you know thatโs a felony?โ You take a step closer to him and narrow your eyes. โAll of this for youโฆ Because you said you would handle itโฆWhich you didnโt.โ You say, working yourself up with anger. โKiara is leaving notes at my house. Vandalizing yours. And then there is the whole thing with the gunโฆโ You laugh, as if the whole situation is a joke. Which it could be from how stupid it all is. โI donโt know about you, but it doesnโt seem to be handled at all.โ
Rafe stops leaning on the wall and straightens up his posture as if he is trying to size you up in case you try to hurt him. Which you would never do โ even if you wanted to in the moment.ย
โIโm handling it okayโฆโ He says, placing his hands on either sides of your arms, as a subtle gesture to keep you grounded. โIโll figure out something about Gavin tonight.โย
โI have to go back to work,โ you mutter, pulling away from his grasp by taking a step back.ย
Rafe doesnโt say anything and watches you retreat to the back door of your work and go inside.ย
The rest of your shift, you could hardly focus. You teeth have found their way into the inside of your cheek, nervously chewing as you mind threw around possibilities around in your head. What would happen if you were sent to jail? Who would take care of your pets and water your plants? Surely canโt rely on Rafe for that because he would be right with you in jail.ย
You could always tell Shoupe the truth and change your statement. They canโt throw you in jail for lying if the case hasnโt been solved yet. Right? Maybe it was a good thing that you didnโt testify because right now the only crime that you have committed is making a false statement. What if you told the police that Rafe threatened you and thatโs why you lied. That would just be worse on Rafe and he probably could catch a charge for that too.ย
All you could hope for in the moment that Rafe will handle Gavinโฆย
Leaves crunch from under your feet as you begin your trek home from work. Fall was starting to set and the days were getting colder each day. You had grown so used to being driven to and from work by your ex-boyfriend that you forgot what it was like to walk the couple of miles to and from work.ย
Rafe, you think to yourself. You wonder what he is doing or if he has replaced your presence yet with someone else. Sometimes you wish you could run to his house, hug him, and never let go. But after the situation he put you in at the end of summer, it seems impossible to ever forgive him. Or let things go back to normal with him.ย
You didnโt know if he misses you or not. You hadnโt seen him since you ended things. He never visited your work, which he used to be a regular at โ only because he was dating you. But you thought he would at least miss the food by now.ย
By the time you reached your home, the sun was starting to disappear behind the other trailers in the lot. A white folded piece of paper was taped to your front door; you almost did not register it until it fell to your feet when you unlocked the door and opened it.ย
You reach down, pick up the piece of paper, and unfold it. You feel your body go stiff and your heart drop to your stomach as you read its contents. Only a singular word was written on the note, but it was enough to make you swallow hard.ย
MURDERER โ Scribbled in bold, red lettering across the page.ย
You knew who wrote the letter, itโs obvious it is the work of Kiara Carrera. She was still resentful over the course of events that happened on the tarmac. You canโt blame her, of course. Her two closest friends died over it. Because neither you, Rafe, nor Ward would tell the truth. And no one believes the pogues when they tried. Because well, theyโre pogues and they have an unfair reputation as being distrustful. But you were just as much of pogue as them. The police wouldnโt believe you either even if you were to tell the truth.ย
You crumple up the piece of paper in your hand, until your finger tightly wrap around it, forming your hand into a tight fist. You close the front door behind you and head back to the road, starting your journey toward the Cameron house. The same house where you watched Kiara spray-paint the same word on the concrete fence, yelling it at the house several times, as you were standing around the corner, hoping to catch a glimpse of Rafe. But Kiara made it all too difficult to do so.ย
Why is she suddenly coming for me now? Werenโt we once friends? You think to yourself. To be fair, she did try talking to you a couple of days after the hurricane that took out her friends โ your friends too. She knew that you were at the tarmac because Sarah told her; she wouldโve talked to you sooner about it, if you werenโt actively avoiding confrontation. But she knew your work schedule and decided it would be best to corner you there.ย
โI just donโt get why you wont change your statement!โ Kiara cries. You both were standing in the alley of your workplace, she caught you while you were on break. You leaned against the brick wall of the store as a cigarette hung from your mouth. You never smoked, it was always a filthy habit that your parents had. But in a time of stress, it was something that only thing that seemed to help โ that wasnโt mind altering.ย
โI donโt see why it matters, so much? John B and Sarah are dead.โ You tell her as you exhale smoke from the cigarette.ย
โFor justice? Wouldnโt you want to see Ward and Rafe pay for once?โ Kiara furiously says, her voice shrieking as she works herselfย to distemper.ย
You shake your head, not wanting to validate her with an answer. She sighs and looks down to the ground to mumble something beneath her breath, that you couldnโt seem to shake since she said it, โI donโt understand why youโre protecting him like this.โย
Looking back at the confrontation now, you still couldnโt figure out why you felt the urge to protect Rafe. Seeing what you saw at the tarmac hurt you in your own way, something that Kiara would never understand because she wasnโt there. You understood her feelings of betrayal, when you first confessed your fling with Rafe, she was the first one to share her acceptance as the others were uneasy about it. You do miss the friendship that two of you used to shareโฆ If only there was a way to pin it on someone that wasnโt John B or Rafe, then all of this would go away and no one would have to worry about it anymore โ you could have your friends back.ย
You fix you hair as you stood in front of the tall front door of the Cameron house. You had slipped when climbing over the fence causing your hair to stick out in unwanted places. Once you felt your hair flatten back down the way it was, you let you fist bang loudly against the door.ย
โRafe!โ You holler, the door vibrating against your hand from the amount of force you are putting on the door.ย
The lights are on in the house along with porch lights, illuminating you in a yellowish glow, as you stood on the porch. You knew that someone had to be home. Wether it was Rose, Ward, or Wheezie โ somebody had to be inside, close enough to hear you repeatedly punch the door and doorbell, or yelling Rafeโs name out loud to open the door for you.ย
Within a couple of seconds, the door opens, misplacing your fist. You quickly drop it to you side as you see Ward stepped in the doorframe. You take a step back, you were secretly hoping that he wouldnโt be the one to open the door. You never liked him โ he was always too hard on Rafe for your liking on top of an iffy feeling that you got from him. You just couldnโt trust him as much his son seemed too.ย
He was giving you a look that only you seem to recognize, the same look he has when he acts like he checking up on you by visiting you at work after everything went down. But really the look is decisive, deciding weather if he could trust you to not go running your mouth to Shoupe or if he needs to kill you himself to protect himself along with Rafe.ย
โIs Rafe home?โ You ask even though you knew he was home, his truck was in the driveway.ย
Ward shook his head, โNo.โย
But you werenโt looking at Ward anymore. You eyes were looking past him โ behind him up along the stairs, landing on the boy you havenโt formally seen in weeks. He was staring right back at you, causing you to furrow your eyebrows as a way to tell him, โDo something about your father and invite me in.โย
โHe went out with friends a couple of hours ago,โ Ward continues, not noticing that you werenโt paying attention to him anymore.ย
โDadโ Itโs alright. You can let her in,โ Rafe interrupts causing Wards head to snap in the direction of Rafe who was walking down the stairs and to the door.ย
Ward walks away, muttering something under his breath that you couldnโt make out. He always had something to mutter under his breath when there was something concerning you. He never shied away from making his disproval known, even in the early days of your and Rafeโs relationship. Always going on about how you were a โdirty pogueโ and you were the type to be dumb enough to get pregnant and ruin Rafeโs life. Which only made you want to be pregnant with Rafeโs baby more than you already have, at least you and your child would be set for the rest your lives. But you knew better than to get pregnant, you couldnโt, even if you tried.ย
Funny how none of that applied when it came to John B and Sarah. And John B was way more reckless, chaotic, and carefree than you will ever be. But somehow you were the problem.ย
Rafe meets you at the door and he doesnโt say anything. Looking down at you, making you feel small and nervous under his gaze. He was waiting for you to say something โ afterall, you were the one who showed up to his house in the first place.ย
โWe need to talk,โ you say abruptly. It comes out more like a command than a request.ย
You nervously look around, catching Ward veering around a corner of a room in the back โ trying to listen in on your conversation. โSomewhere privately,โ you tell him.ย
โYeah,โ he says. One thing about Rafe, he always seems to be intune with your emotions. Already reading the urgency in your voice, he adds, โWe can talk in my room.โย
He leads you into the house and up the stairway. Your hand still clutching around the piece of paper that has seemed to go unnoticed by both Ward and Rafe. You recall back to when you saw Rafe and how he is much different than the last time you saw him.ย
The day you would never forget. Rafe dragging you away from work in a coked out haze, dragging you into his truck, his mind set on getting to his family's plane because his dad and Sarah were heading off to the Bahamas without him. As much as you tried to calm him down in the truck, but nothing mattered when the two of you reached the scene. His dad being held at gunpoint by Sheriff Peterkin. The gunshot still ringing in your ears when you think back to the moment, causing you to cringe every time you remember it.ย
You were standing behind Rafe, barely out of the car to stop him. Everything felt like it was happening inย slow motion as you toward Rafe. The blood of the Sheriffs already pooling around his shoes and yours when you run up next to him. You never realized how quickly people bled out, not up until that moment.ย
Then there was his dad yelling at Sarah to go with Rafe, but she veered off in a different direction toward John B to get in the Twinkie. John B trying to get you get in the car with him and away from Rafe and Ward. But before you could make a decision, Rafe was behind you, scooping you up, and throwing you into the passenger seat of his truck. You couldnโt move or speak, your mind still spinning, trying to process everything you had witnessed.ย
โWhat have you done?โ You managed to muster up, your voice sounding hollow as he sped down the road.ย
โI got thisโฆ You justโฆ Just stay with meโฆโ He says as he reaches across the dash to grab your hand, his eyes not leaving the road. You instantly snatch your hand away from his, shooting him a glare.ย
โGot what, Rafe?! You just killed someone!โ You yell at him, there was really no reason too. He could hear you just fine, but the weight of the situation caused you to act irrationally.ย
โShut up! I didnโt have a choice, okay? This will all be sorted out soon.โ He says, his voice faltering between yelling and staying calm at the same. Like he couldnโt pick an emotion he wanted to feel.ย
โYou had a choice. You couldโve chose not to kill anyone,โ you say. Angrily now. Frustration claws at you making you want to pull your hair out in frustration.ย
โI didnโt mean for it to go down like that! I had to protect my dadโ I had no other choice. She was gonna take him to jail. I was just trying to keep my family safe.โ He defensively says, you could tell he hasnโt entirely comprehended the full burden of situation yet.ย
You chose not to talk to him for the rest of the ride. He drove you to your house and parked in the drive. The two of you sitting there, not saying a word โ- both of your noses and eyes are red as tears threaten to leave yours and his eyes. The silence wasnโt uncomfortable, it was brooding. Both of you having so much to say, but too little words to describe how you felt.ย
โI donโt think we should see each other, not for awhileโฆ atleast,โ you say first, breaking the ten minute long silence. You were playing with your fingers and looking out the window at your house, not bothering with looking at him.ย
โDonโt do thatโฆ Stay, okay? I will figure it out and make it better, I promise,โ he tries to promise you, you turn your head and give him a weak smile and nod your head. You let out a soft, โOkay.โย
But that wouldโve been the last time you saw him โ until now.ย
He lets you walk into his room first before following after you. You spot bits of cocaine dust on his nightstand causing you to roll your eyes. His cocaine use had to be one of the biggest issues you had with him when the two of your were dating.ย
You take a seat at the edge of his bed as the door clicks shut and he awkwardly waits in front of it. You try your best to avoid eye contact with him.ย
โDid you walk here just to stare at me?โ He leans against the door, with a smug look on his face. Your eyes narrow at him, โOr are you planning on actually saying something?โย
You roll your eyes, god, he can be such a boy at times. Which makes you want to toy with him for a bit โ which could be wise. If anyone is listening in, they might think that youโre just joking and donโt actually have anything meaningful to say. Which would mostly deter Ward from spying.ย
You look to the floor, kicking out your feet, making it seem like you were nervous. You mumble out, audible enough for Rafe to hear and react. โIโm pregnantโฆโย
Your eyes lift up off the floor away from him, watching his eyes widen. Until he spots the playful smirk on your face and he coolly crosses his arms across his chest. Trying to act unfazed by the unexpected confession, โHaโฆ Very funny.โย
โSeriously? Thatโs the big news after ghostinโ me for weeks?โ He says, a grin playing on his lips as he pushes off the door and starts to walk towards you.ย
โYou messinโ with me? โCauseโฆ yeah, itโs working. Kinda.โ He tells you as he tilts his head. Heโs trying to read you, get confirmation that you are only joking. Because times like these he has a real hard time reading tone.ย
โNo, Iโm only joking,โ you shrug, fully believing that he deserved your little prank. You pat the spot next to you on the bed, asking for him to sit.ย
He sits next you to on the bed as you open the palm of your hand to reveal the note that was left on your door. You hand is completely red from the ink smearing off on your hand due to your hands getting clammy. Rafe raises his eyebrow in concern, โAre you bleeding?โย
โOh! Uhโฆ No, itโs just ink.โ You calmly say, reassuring him. But He already has your hand in his, inspecting it to make sure. โI found this note on my door todayโฆโย
He pulls the note out from you hand and open it. He barely looks at it, already knows what it says, the same word is all over his gate, he quickly crumples it back up and throws it across the room.ย
โYou really think you can just walk in here after weeks of not talking to me and put this note in my face? And for what? โCause you expect me to what? Fix it?โ He says in total disbelief.ย
โYeah, thatโs exactly what I want from you. Because last time I checked, I didnโt pull the trigger on the gun,โ you snap at him and stand up. Now you were the one who was crossing your arms and staring at him as he sits on his bed.ย
โKiara? I canโt make her shut up,โ he says, looking up at you. โUnless you want me to shut her up the same way I shut up Peterkinโฆ and Iโm pretty damn sure you donโt.โ
You roll yours eyes once again and mutter, โYouโre unbelievable.โย
โForget I even tried talking to you about the mess you made,โ you say and spin toward the door. He grabs your wrist, stopping you in your tracks, preventing you from getting any farther.ย
โNo, we can work something out.โ Rafe says cause you to pause for a moment before you turn back around to face him.ย ย
โDonโt walk out me againโฆโ He says, his grip loosens, โNot when itโs about this.โย
You yank your hand loose from his grip. You were tired from hearing all of excuses. You leave your hands at your side but still manage to look unimpressed.ย
โIโm not saying I didnโt screw upโฆโ He trails off, his voice wavering slightly. He doesnโt speak until he can pull himself back together, โBut you dropping this on me and then bailing? Thatโs not gonna fix anything either.โ
Funny for him to assume that you were at his house to fix your relationship with him. He runs his fingers through his hair a little frustrated. โJustโฆ tell me what you want me to do. Straight up. No games. If itโs Kiara, if itโs the note, if itโsโwhatever. Just say it.โ
He finally meets your eyes, and theres no cockiness left. Just someone who knows heโs losing control of the entire situation and is trying his hardest not to show it. But you always were able to see right through him.ย
I can see why you go by trailerpark princess. You write as though you are barely literate!
OMG guysssssss my first hate comment!!!! this is so exciting!! you literally had to memorize my username to make this comment AND read all of my writing just to figure out that im "illiterate". ily and thank you for this. your ask truly means a lot to me that someone is jealous enough of my writing to attempt to knock me down a peg!!!๐ฅฐ๐ฅฐ๐ฅฐ
