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the ending - rafe cameron

I HAD JUST finished unpacking the grocery's my mom had sent me to get. Since the whole island had gone into a panic frenzy because of the upcoming hurricane and murderer on the loose.

John B, A boy from the cut was the main suspect for the murder of Sheriff Peterkin. A police at our local police station. It scared me honestly the thought of a sixteen year old boy killing a police officer on the plane runway.

My mom had ordered I stayed inside whilst her and my dad went down to help the police with anything they knew. Not that I was complaining there was no way I wanted to be outside while there was a murderer on the loose. It surprised me honestly when my mom told me the suspect was John B. He seemed like a nice guy regardless if my boyfriend Rafe had told me he was violent I never believed him.

I make my way upstairs until I hear a loud banging noise erupt through my empty house. It was coming from the door. I make my way back downstairs grabbing the fire poker on the way down. I slowly opened the door to a soaked Rafe. I sigh in relief and drop the fire poker pulling him into a hug. "Jesus you scared me!" I laughed. Rafe didn't reply or hug me back as he stepped past me closing the door behind us.

Tears were free falling down his face as he was holding in sobs, he looked as if he had just seen his mom killed in front of his own eyes, he looked terrified and lost. My face instantly turned into confusion.

"I am so so sorry baby," He sobbed forcing himself to look anywhere else but me. "What do you mean you're sorry?" I question wiping the falling tears from his face.

"You know I love you right? I love you so so much god y/n." he sobbed tucking a loose hair behind my ear. I nodded "I know Rafe I love you to you mean the world to me, you know that." I place my hand on top of his, on my cheek.

He pulls back looking away, standing to his full height. Rafe was tall, the top of my head just reached his chin, he looked as if he was contemplating what he was going to say next licking his chapped lips. "I am so sorry but, I- we can't be together anymore we have to break up." He fixes his normally sleeked hair back, which was now a mess from the rain and him tugging it. "Wait what- Rafe no-" he shakes his head interrupting me, he looked so broken not even struggling to even look me in the eye.

"No y/n please don't make this any harder-," he chokes "we just can't- we can't be together anymore I can't pull you down with me, I'll explain everything one day but just please, god please stay away from me. It's all my fault" He steps back towards the door.

Tears were now rushing down the both of our cheeks. "No Rafe please don't do this," I sob.

He pulls the door open behind him turning to look at me one last time before closing the door.

I rush towards the door swinging it open, watching him leave on his motorcycle. I run out into the rain tugging at my now wet hair. dropping to my knees as I let the sobs wrack through my body.

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It had been three days since the incident. I had texted Rafe multiple times desperate to figure out what happened but he hadn't replied at all. John B hadn't been caught and had supposedly drowned out at sea along with Rafes sister, Sarah. I so badly wanted to go and hug him and tell him everything's going to be okay but he didn't want to see me.

Today was Saturday and the first time I was going to leave the house after Rafe had broken up with me.

I walked along the beach reminiscing the moments we spent together. Like when he would take me out to a fancy restaurant as we slurped our expensive pasta like lady and the tramp and laughed as classical music played in the background. Or the night we had our first kiss and he took me out to sea on his dads boat where we kissed and talked all night under the stars.

Rafe had always wanted his dad to love him like he loves Sarah. He would always do anything and everything to impress him and it broke my heart. Rafe was so protective of the people around him and he was just a troubled kid with a soft heart.

I missed him, his sweet aroma and strong protective hugs. God even the simple presence of him made me feel warm and safe inside. I craved his touch for security and now he didn't want to see me.

I was a wreck walking down the beach with my tear stained cheeks. The violent sobs wracking through his body that night will forever haunt me. He looked so scared, so lost, so broken and I just wish he would let me help him.

I blamed myself for how he felt. I have never seen him that distraught in my life before.

The sun reflected against the water as my toes sunk into the soft sand. Not even the beach could make me feel any less broken then I was.

I sighed making my way back to my car.

The country club had the best heart break type of food ever. I was craving fries so badly as my comfort food.

Sally, the waitress smiled at me as she saw me enter the country club, pogues were rarely ever seen here as this was purely a kook hangout spot. "Hey Sally could I just get a large fries with a coke," she nods as she taps the Ipad writing down my order, "Will that be on your dads tab?" she questions. I nod as she hands me my order number and ushers me to take a seat.

I take a seat in the outdoor patio looking down at the water. I sigh playing with the end on my shorts

A few minutes later Sally passes me my order sending me a sympathetic smile before disappearing back inside. I take a fry smiling at the perfect crispy to soft ratio. My moment is interrupted by the sound of laughter coming from Topper, Rafe and Kelce stepping out into the patio. Rafe stops laughing as his eyes meet mine, his face immediately falling. He turns to Topper and Kelce, pointing back inside. The boys nod walking back inside.

This is it Rafe is going to talk to me and tell me how much he misses me and how it was a silly mistake and we're going to make up and i'll be back in his arms.

Rafes face looks as broken as it was that night. He gives me one last look before walking back inside.

I watch as he leaves, staring at the spot he once was. I bury my head in my hands letting the tears fall freely.

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