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Get ready for the waterworks my friends! This chapter is all about Mr. Rafe Cameron.
ENJOY.
When the remaining Cameron's made it to Guadeloupe, they quickly settled into their new home and new routine.
Ward was still recovering from his injuries, and every day Rafe would remind him that he was going to take care of things, that he would step up and provide for the family. Rose hated having to hear that constantly, but whatever, all she did was drink now.
And Wheezie, well, Wheezie was lonely. It's not like they'd let her out and go wander, they were in a brand new country and her father was practically in and out of a coma.
After they had been there for two weeks, they finally got everything set up in the house. And Rose, being Rose, wanted to watch TV.
"Can we not watch the news?" Wheezie groaned as Rose went to go change the channel to something else due to the complaints.
"It's been two weeks since 6 Kildare teens were reported missing. Numerous searches were conducted and still nothing has been found." The reporter said.
Rafe's head shot up from the kitchen as he began to slowly walk over.
"Wait, what?" Wheezie asked, "Who?"
Oh my god.
"Sarah Cameron, John B Routledge, Pope Heyward, JJ Maybank, Kiara Carrera and Iris Campbell were reported missing after last being seen two weeks ago, boarding the Coastal Venture boat. The individuals who run the boat were tracked down and interviewed, but nothing points to them as suspects." The reporter paused, "The only information we have is that Iris' parents report her phone last pinging near Barbados somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean, which does not narrow down the search."
"Oh my god." Rose muttered.
"Investigators are continuing to search for the teens. If anyone sees or heard anything, please report it right away. We only have a short period of time before we will assume that they were lost at sea, and therefore, have died."
"No." Rafe muttered, "No, no, no!"
"Rafe-"
"This is all our fucking fault, Rose!" Rafe paced around the house, "She might be dead because of me. Oh my god, oh my god."
"She's not dead, Rafe." Rose said to him.
"But they were lost at sea. If they haven't found their way back already, what makes us think that they will?" Wheezie asked, "You said you would do anything to get them back Rafe. Anything, right?"
"I know, Wheeze, I know I did. I didn't know they were missing! We haven't had any outside sources for two weeks!" Rafe shot back, "Fuck. They were just in a little boat, they couldn't have made it far, and, and, uh, the waves could've overturned them. I don't even think they had life jackets."
