Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r F o u r

Y/n's POV:

He has returned, the stewardess is a hectic-mess, her hair fluttered and her bun destroyed, she is wiping her mouth as Cameron on the other hand looks pleased, smirking down at me,

'You are disgusting.' I mutter,

'What was that, mind saying it louder?'

'I said-'

I was interrupted by a sudden shift of the aircraft, it slid slightly to one side, causing Rafe to grasp the seat tighter and balance on his feet,

'What the fuck is happening?' He muttered as I notice stewardess pacing towards the cockpit, however, she runs out momentarily,

'The pilot! He-s- he-'

'Speak up!' Rafe recites as the plane shakes and tersely shifts to another side, I glimpse through the window and notice that,

'Cameron-we are falling!' I yell as he frowns and walks towards the window that I am at, he glares through it and then back at me,

'Shit!' He mutters, he walks towards the cockpit as he swats the door ajar, I notice a pilot, on the floor, he is not moving-

I stand up and pace towards the cockpit,

'Do you know how to function this thing?'

'Yes Y/n, I was taking fucking classes-of course I don't!' He mutters, he walks in the cockpit, the air is suppressed and it's getting complex to breathe,

I fetch my phone and turn on the data, it's glitching and barely working, but I managed to open YouTube,

'Are you literally going to search it up?'

'Do you have other options?' I inquire as he grunts and sits on the chair, indicating for me to sit next to him,

'Alright-okay, so, put your hand-on the execute key,' I instruct,

'On fucking-what?'

'The red button!'

He presses it and it does absolutely nothing-shit,

Rafe curses under his breath as my phone begins to glitch again,

'Where the fuck did you buy this off-a thrift shop?'

'Try and make your phone work in air!' I mutter as he curses and begins to press certain buttons on the cockpit, regulating-

The plane begins to shuffle a bit however it seems like it's balancing, I can barely breathe, it's problematic-ugh,

'Research the route!' Rafe commands as I begin pressing on my screen, closest airport is Detroit Metro Airport, no clue where that is,

'Here!' I mutter, he glances at the phone and begins to move the wheel, the plane begins to stabilise itself, he tightens his grasp on the wheel as I can see his muscles on his arms emphasising, his veins traced out,

After a while, the plane has been officially balanced, Thank God...

I sigh in relief as Rafe continues to press certain apparatus on the plate, he dials up a route that I demonstrated earlier, he then manages to set it on the autopilot, he leans in his seat, still tense however closing his eyes briefly,

He has perspiration depicted on his forehead as his hair appears more unruly, he sighs heavily and glares at me, as I turn my head aside,

'Didn't your parents teach you simple gratitude?' He asks,

'You saved everyone's life, not just mine, so-'

'So you should be thankful princess.' He pushes as I inhale and look at him,

'Thank you.'

'For what?'

I feel infuriated, why does he have to be so cocksure all the fucking time?

'For saving our lives.'

'Good girl.' He responds as he smirks and leans back in his chair,

'Still have no clue why are you participating.' He remarks as his eyes maintain closed, I'd like to know myself...

I stand up and pace towards the door,

'Oh and fetch that pretty-blond for me, will you?'

'I am not your concubine.'

He twirls in his seat and rolls a tongue in his inner cheek,

'I will use you as a pathetic weight on this platform and feel no remorse, go and tell the blonde-doll to come in here.' He threatens, oh fuck you,

'Of course, my Majesty.' I respond, he smirks and I exit, I swear to God, I will personally murder him,

I step closer to that stewardess as she glimpses at me,

'Oh my God, Rafe Cameron saved us-isn't he so-'

'Yeah, yeah, by the way he said that...' I initiate, her face enlightens with iridescent enticement as she hears his name, what the actual fuck, he's a disdainful-fuck,

'He wanted me to let you know that he does not want to see you, at all.' I mutter, her face falls as her lips slacken open after I pace past her however then turn around, her face lights up a bit again as she anticipates me to reassure her, 'oh and, he also wanted to let you know that you give a horrible blow-job.'

Her face falls completely as she walks towards the bathroom and shuts the door behind her...

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After a while, I felt a little curbs as the plane began to shift a bit, I then gazed through the window and noticed that I can leisurely distinguish land, however it's distant,

I walk towards the cockpit where I notice Rafe navigating the panel, his blouse-sleeves are rolled up, I can see his broad hands,

'Why the platinum-blonde wasn't here?' He asks as I step closer,

'She said that you stink.' I smirk as he in all seriousness looks at me, tilting his head and clenching his jaw his fingers tighter on the wheel,

He stands up and slowly paces towards me, the plane is not motioning downwards anymore since he's not navigating it anymore, he tilts his head and is already in front of me, I hit the wall and he clasps my chin, tipping my head higher to meet his eyes,

'Is that so? Or is someone just jealous?'

'Don't flatter yourself.' I mutter as he grasps my face tighter and leans towards my ear, I inhale his strong cologne and his aftershave, his breath hits my ear,

'All you have to do is ask and you'll be rewarded with the best time of your lame-life, however if you want to act like a brat, you will be treated like one sweetheart.' He mutters as he cranes his head and looks right into my eyes, his lips crooking into a grin, salacious-egotistic grin,

The aura between us is electric, it feels hotter in the room as the tension is consuming me in-and-out, his eyes ignite as he smirks at me, I feel hypnotised, however then,

He lets go of me and glides his fingers over my arm as he steps closer to the plate and carries on, regulating the plane.

Why is he soliciting like that? Am I a coquette to him-a toy? I am here due to being asked to participate and not for his gratification and moreover, I fucking loathe him with every ounce of my body...