Madison Bamford has always lived on the small island, Outer Banks, some might even call it paradise on earth. The Bamford family was well known, being one of the most influential families around. If you wanted to be someone in the Kook hierarchy you...
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Rafe's POV
After my visit at the Bamford residence yesterday I had to take action, I had to take control of my life again. If I wanted to keep Maddy as my girlfriend I had to figure my shit out immediately.
The next morning I got up rather early and got dressed immediately, in a random outfit, I didn't really care. My first step was Barry's he had to sell me more coke because I didn't only need money but I had to get some for myself since I was about to run out.
I quickly did a line before walking out. The path got a little wanky in my vision but I tried blending it out.
"I'll mess you up man, I said I would", I mumbled to myself getting some words out of my head, "Didn't I say I would? Huh? I warned you".
I was proud of the little monologue I had practiced the entire morning, I tried placing the helmet on my head but it wouldn't budge. Stupid fucking helmet, fuck.
I threw it to the ground, anger already taking over me again. Clam down Rafe, calm down.
"I take care of business, every day I do that. That's alright", I chuckled trying to stay calm as I kept revising the monologue.
I started the motorcycle and forgot how much of a balance I actually needed to drive this vehicle. At first, I swayed around a little not sure if I would actually fall or not.
Eventually, I stopped in front of Barry's trailer, quicker than I had anticipated.
"Barry!", I yelled stepping into the trailer just as the boy was about to do a line, of course, I couldn't care less, "I need cocaine".
"Well, I'm all out man, that was my last line right there", he explained with a grin after sniffing up the white powder I needed desperately, "Everybody came and done a run on me. Everybody stocking up for the storm".
I started searching through his drawers, he had to be lying, there was no way I couldn't get any coke from him right now, "Oh I know you got it in here bro".
"No, I don't got anything in here. I'm all out man", he explained again.
"Bullshit, you're full of shit!", I yelled running around more, I needed cocaine, now.
"People got to do something. Rafe, what did I say, Bitch? I'm all out! I'm out bitch! Get out of here, man! Get out of my room!", Barry yelled shoving me out of his closet.
"Where is it? I know you got some bro", I kept saying feeling myself panic, what would I do if I don't get the drugs I needed to function?
"What the hell has gotten into you?", Barry asked annoyed.
I felt my breath get quicker as sobs came out of my mouth, my mind was racing over back to the Peterkin incident and everything else while I sat down on the floor, scared I'd fall down, "Because I-"
