Blame It On Pride

C h a pt e r T h i r t y - O n e

Y/n's POV:

We have gathered around the counter in the kitchen as they all impatiently await for updates and how it all happened, 

I attempted to describe it with leaving some parts out...parts that associated with Rafe Cameron that much, so the majority of my experience pretty much...

'No way that it's all that happened...' Kiara states as she inspects me, 

'Yes, about two to three missions and later little festivity after accomplishing them.'

'And absolutely nothing about Cameron? Oh c'mon he's an asshole and he does asshole-ish shit.' Sarah inquires, I knew that I would have to face this, but I didn't think that it would be that difficult, 

I truly loathe myself for lying, especially to people that know everything about me, however I have to leave this bit out, for the sake of our friendship, nonetheless, it was nothing anyways, it meant nothing to him, therefore, nothing to me...

I am not depending on him though, it didn't mean anything to me first!

'Well, yeah, we argued about everything...He always had something to say, so did I, and he didn't like it...' I stop myself before it's too late, 

Kiara squints her eyes and examines me for a couple of seconds, 

'Well at least you won't have t deal with him anymore...' JJ taunts, as if to himself, I nod and look at him, 

'Yeah, you're right...'

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'However-Y/n-you are home for fuck's sake! We need to celebrate it some way!' Sarah initiates, 

'Let's steal a Lambo from some kook's garage-' John B. instigates, 

'What is with you and stealing cars?' JJ asks as I chuckle, nodding my head, 

'We are borrowing, we will give it back...' John B. says, however so perfunctorily, right...

'Let's go!' Kiara suggests, 

'Wait-what will we do with the car?' I ask, she glares at me, confounded, 

'Y/n Y/l/n, you have been improvising your whole life and it always ends up being something outrageous, no way that you're doubtful on what we will do with a car...?' She asks, as everyone glances at me, 

'Ah yes-right-let's do it then!' I mask it with rejoice as everyone exclaims in exalt and we all pace towards the outside...

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'Alright, so, Sarah, remember that twat-like guy who claimed that he owns everything that we could wish for?' I ask once we get closer to the North-side of the OBX...

'Yes-uhm, Mr. Bolt?'

'Yeah-him, I recall him having this yellow-polished Lamborghini,'

'Yeah, it's not difficult to forget how he was adding that to each damn topic.' Pope recites as we all chuckle in agreement, 

'He has it always out, showing it off to everyone who crosses his land, we can all gather at that rampart that's surrounding his house, and then, one will go in, in order to not bring a lot of attention, and the others guard, if something happens, we will alert each other.' I convey as we all teem around the fence, 

I peek through the wall and inspect the perimeter, 

Imagine if you'd still be with Rafe, still doing these missions-

The thought lingers through my head as I quickly try to push it away, just...why?

I need something to distract me, like, right now, adrenaline surges through me as I examine the whole purlieu, 

'I will go.'  I announce as everyone looks at me, 

'No, it's too dangerous Y/n.' JJ says, leaning closer to me, 

'I can do it, these past weeks were...not the best and I need to do something to forget about them.' I proclaim as JJ looks at me in disbelief, 

'Please Y/n, I can do it.' He says as I smile at him, 

'It's alright, you just guard here and if anything, let me know.' I stand up and quickly jump over the rampart, 

'Shit-Y/n.' JJ hisses quietly as I begin to pace towards the shining-yellow car, it looks cleaner than newly-bought shoes if I'm being honest...

I glance through the window, my lips slacken apart as my eyes widen and indescribable tears swell within me, 

Rafe Fucking Cameron is there, I can see him, he is talking with that Mr. Bolt, 

I quickly hide behind the closest bush as I inspect them, 

His hair looks more disheveled, he looks irritated, really-extremely irritated, he has black trousers on, two buttons from his black blouse are open and I can't see his shoes...

'What is it?' I hear JJ snark quietly, 

'Nothing, just checking.' I mumble, as I then manoeuvre out of the position and pace towards the car, I can hear him talking with someone, 

His voice low and steady, I am unable to thoroughly distinguish the conversation though...

I grasp the keys that Sarah retrieved earlier from her house, he keeps his spare key there, he even wanted it framed there...

I quickly slip in and glance at everyone at my front, the step aside as I see Pope controlling a panel, attempting to open the gate doors, 

Eventually, they open, everyone indicates for me to drive, I start the ignition and begin to manoeuvre the car out of it's place, 

On my stupidity, I glance through the window, 

Rafe narrows his eyes and looks through the window, 

His eyes widen once he meets mine, 

However he smirks and rolls his tongue through the inside of his cheek, Mr. Bolt was about to run after me, however Rafe stops him, looking right at me, 

He shakes his head and inspects me as I drive out of the purlieu...

Something catches my eyes, he is holding an envelope, the same one that we received for our missions, I don't think much of it, maybe it's a coincidence, however there is a distant qualm in my head that gnaws at me ubiquitously...