𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 & 𝚒
𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟
𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝟷, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶

𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗹 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀. 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚!

the craving for water is real, but i am in rafe's house and i don't want to wake anyone up accidentally but my throat is too parched for my own good. i pitter patter down the long stairwell, and head into the kitchen to my surprise there were glasses by the sink. i take the glass rinse it and get water from the fridge.

i jump when the light turns on. the hairs on the back of my neck stand stuck still.

"you're the girl" i finish my water quicker than intended and turned to see the two cameron sisters. sarah is looking at me and wheezie i think was her name has her mouth open. sarah closes it and says "wait you got to our school" she whispers. "she's the girl" wheezie hits her sister in attempt of not being shocked but it's not working.

i said moving to the island "i do"

"you were just at the party at tops"

"i was, i went with your brother"

sarah asks bluntly but with stars in her eyes she gives me a once over "did you guys fuck?" whispering still as she gets spoons. wheezie is getting the ice cream.

i give a shy smile "umm no we didn't" i continue "i was asleep just now, woke up dying of thirst" i actually fill my glass up again to take up stairs.

"you're really gorgeous" wheezie says, as she waits for sarah to head upstairs.

"nice to meet you..."

"sloan.. sloan winters" i almost extended my hand. shutting off the lights they leave. i sigh and head up.

shutting rafe's door softly he is still asleep. he looks so boyish, his skin is smooth the moonlight making his features feel almost ethereal. i snap a photo with the sound off.

drinking a bit more water before resting it on the bedside table. i crawl back into his embrace take a deep breathe, the heaviness consumes once my eyes shut.

                                       ★
𝟷𝟶:𝟹𝟶𝚊𝚖

i feel the light breeze of the morning i am guessing from rafe's balcony door. the sun is shining on me, i feel to see if rafe is next to me still. it's cold. just as i sit up and stretch rafe walks in his room two plates of breakfast on his tray. kissing my cheek then running down to get our drinks.

it's eggs, turkey bacon & waffles. the presentation is spot on. berry copote in the little cup to pour on the waffles. a flower on the tray i smell it before getting up to go to the bathroom. finding a toothbrush wrapped in plastic for me to use. peeing, i wash my hands, wash my face with his face soap, and brush my teeth. putting my hair in a messy bun.

i said, as rafe walks in "is your family up yet?"

"no not yet they get up at 12 o'clock. my dad and stepmom rose have already left. it's just my sisters and i most sundays"

my cheeks redden as i remember my encounter with his sisters.

"what?"

"i met your sisters in the middle of the night. thank you for the breakfast in bed, but we could've ate with them"

he smiles at me with a light chuckle as i take my first bite groaning at the goodness.

"well it's fine, we woke up early. let's just eat now,  you're very welcome"

startled by the sound of crashing waves, thunder, debris. the sky turns a grey brown, mucky color rafe rushes to go close his balcony door. his butt looks so firm and plump, a very cute ass.

my phone starts ringing picking up "hello?"

mark is telling me about the hurricane, asking if i am safe, if i took my pills with me, if i'll be back home sooner than later. he's a bit of a worry wart.

i answer all his questions, that i know, i am safe, i took my back ups for emergency so yes, that'll be back as soon as i can come home. i love him, he shouldn't worry too tell wilma i love her. we exchanged see you laters.

i can never say goodbye because i feel like it's saying you'll never see they person again. i love saying see you later.

"sly..." his nickname for me brings me out my thoughts "was that your brother?"

"it was. i have an important question we've been on two dates but can this hurricane be considered a third date"

as he's brushing his teeth to get ready for his breakfast, "....mmm .. definitely — a third date"

i smile at him as i head to wash my hands, we stare at each other for a few moments in the mirror. the same way we did last night. "you really have put a spell on me" rafe says.

"me" i smiled again.

"yes, you" he kissed my cheek exiting the bathroom.

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𝟸:𝟸𝟸𝚙𝚖

the rains heavier than before sarah is smiling at her phone, i said "is that topper?"

"how'd — you know that?" she gives me a stare.

"kie told me he was chasing after you at the party. another thing i saw the way he looked at you at school when you were with your ex. true definition of pining"

sarah laughs as i spill all this information "i like you"

"i like you too"

rafe is outside in the rain doing something. i go stand on the porch "what are you doing?"

he turns to me "just thinking and getting something for the back up generators in case they blow this time. if that's the case my dad will have me buy new generators"

he has this thing in his hand, i walk towards him. "whatcha thinking about?"

"this."

in a split second his lips were on mine, as the wet droplets cascade all over me. i don't want to come up for air. as the rain hit us harder we couldn't separate as if the air in my lungs knocked out of me. i saw stars, i saw his aura, i saw the energies of our beings connecting in a way i never knew was possible. it wasn't until one of us needed to catch our breathes that we parted. running up onto the porch smiling. getting into the house we rush too his room almost falling in the process.

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𝟺:𝟷𝟸𝚙𝚖

the weather is way worse than we'd ever imagined but the weather in this room for the past hour was making out whilst trying to dry our hair. it's hands through hair, cheek holds making out. again in one of his many tee shirts, straddling him as his mouth craved great sins on my neck. his fingertips playing an opera on my skin, touching my spine with electric current.

panting "are we ever going to have dinner or a snack?"

his smirk said it all i was his snack.

"is that a no?" i joke "i really am hungry. we've been in the same position for a hour. i need energy"

he laughs and lifts me up with effortless precision. throwing me some shorts, we head down to his kitchen.

"so we have a variety" his closet of snacks filled to the brim. which reminds me.

"thank you so much for the gift basket, i completely spaced and forgot to say thank you"

"i was hoping i'd cheer you up"

"it did, no doubt about it"

we eat with wheezie a.k.a louisa and sarah for a long time before heading back up to rafe's room.

sarah was telling me all about her love life, how she can tell she'll find the love of her life soon. assuming it won't be topper because he's a bit clingy. i can already tell he seems to want to show sarah off. she's a prize. wheezie can't stand the glances and kissing between topper and sarah sometimes. wheezie enjoys many things but a relationship may not be one.

they talk about their mom for a bit, we can hear the car door slam, we scatter like bugs. not wanting to see his parents in his clothes, the girls just want to be in their rooms to escape the hounding of the oldest cameron on what they did all day.

once we get in the room the mood shifts a tension in the air that causes me to sigh. slouching in rafe's posture i know he's thinking of something sad.

"what's wrong?" i spoke as i criss cross my legs.

when he turns to me from his chair, theirs intense tears in his eyes. i hold my breathe for 5 seconds before egging him on with my facial expression. "i think this is a little weird to get into already but —" he holds back a sob. continuing "i — i was really close to my mom. she sorta made me into a sweet kid, if i was ever under the influence of my dad as a kid i'd do shit to just get his attention in a brute way. to be rough, boyish, and not sensitive. with my mom it was a different story she always wanted me to be kind, be vulnerable because it was the right thing. boys can always cry" he's speaking low so it does seem like he's talking to himself.

"...after she died. all i thought about was joining her. i attempted it once..." i gasped at that as he continues "maybe it was my depression but the anxiety of knowing whatever i had to do next would be without her. she couldn't hug me anymore, pinch my cheeks, wipe my tears, see my smile. suicide was an option that felt greater and greater each mother fucking day. on loop for two months different ways to die it felt like i was dragging my feet for an eternity — i don't know why i just told you this" he sighs wiping the tears that fell from his blue irises.

"a great way to end a date" he says chuckling.

the light tears escape me as i realize my decision he can never know about my cancer. i'll bear the weight no matter how much it hurts to not tell him.

funny thing about that ... another blonde boy with blue eyes took it harder than i'd ever imagined so now we don't speak. kie brought me up to speed on him. he was my best friend before kai. rafe is crying now as i embrace him. stroking his hair as he laid on my chest, trying to take away his pain.

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  ˗ˏˋ author's note ˎˊ˗

𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.

𝙷𝚘𝚠'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛? 𝙸𝚜 𝚂𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎.

𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗶𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁. 𝗜𝘁'𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱.

Love, 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚕☀︎︎☽