Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r T h i r t y - T w o

Y/n's POV:

'Quickly!' I urge as everyone clambers in, I step on the gas as we drive off, through the rear view I spot Rafe, stopping Mr. Bolt, he says something to him, something that seems to distract Mr. Bolt entirely,

He stops protesting and glares at Rafe who nods and mouths something, his facial expressions completely changed as if he agreed to something...

I can't see anymore, the view is getting more and more distant and I have to focus on the road, thank God it's empty, concentrate Y/n,

'Y/n-you are amazing!' Kiara shouts as we open the panorama-glass window on the roof, Pope, Kiara and Sarah all poke out, wiggling against the breeze...

Maybe this is simply where I belong?...

With my best friends, I could never wish for better ones, they are incredible, I smile faintly as I drive off towards the beach where we usually hang out, there's a modicum space in there, a niche perhaps, we hide alcohol in there...

'Hey-you okay?' JJ asks, looking at me,

'Yeah-of course.' I reassure, smiling...

I've got to move on, nothing even serious happened...

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We all gather around the bonfire, it's getting quite dark as we long for each other, cladding ourselves in a blanket, it's a bit musty, but not too bad,

We place some liquors on the sand, laughing, chatting, clamouring and catching up on what happened,

'Oh shut up JJ, it's not true!' Kiara recites as we all chuckle,

'At least I am not like Cameron, fucking every second person I meet!' Kiara paradoxes, everyone chuckles except me, I faintly smile and chug down the bottle, they glare at me, suspiciously,

'Hey, you've been acting all distant and blunt, are you okay?' JJ asks as I look at him, nodding,

'Yes-of course guys, don't worry, it was a long week and-'

'Y/n.' John B. initiates, 'Did that idiot do something to you?'

'What-no, of course not-'

'Then why are you getting all hollow when his name is mentioned?'

'I am not getting hollow-'

'Yes you are.'

'No I am not-'

'Yes you a-'

'Guys!' Pope recites,

'What?' Kiara responds,

'I think I can hear someone.' He says, as we all get quieter and listen carefully,

'There's no one there-' Sarah starts however gets interrupted by a loud and tumultuous yelling,

'Whoever is currently on my premises, I will make sure to report you to police!'

Shit-

We quickly gather everything, however it's too late, about five-foot tall man, with scrunched up-brown hair, skanky beach-shorts, red slippers and a loose shirt with palms as an imprint was already quite close,

'Quickly-shit-' JJ grunts, we all start laughing a little bit, as we then have no choice-but to run,

The moon illuminated against the ocean as we all ran down the yonder,

Hoping that he didn't distinguish our faces,

'Hey-you!' We can hear him yell as he points his flashlight on us, we all laugh and run faster, sand making it more difficult, however we manage to get out of his view,

Nonetheless, on our vast-celebration in escaping him, my phone starts to ring...loudly,

'Shit-Y/n!' Kiara hisses,

'Sorry-uh-' I quickly fetch my phone and turn the volume down, we all walk around the Lambo, some getting inside and some remaining outside, the cold breeze flutters in my hair as I stand outside, checking who called,

'We have to leave soon though, that bastard might've called cops.' JJ states as we all agree,

'Fuck.' I mumble under my breath once I notice that Lilah called,

'What's up?' JJ asks, stepping closer,

'Mrs. Garcia called, the lady that arranged the whole interpretation of me participating.'

'Well don't call back, you finished your half and you don;t owe them anything else, I swear to God-she will cajole you to do some shit again.' Kiara states, leaning back,

'What if it's important...?' I perfunctorily ask, they glimpse at me,

'You really do not have to call her.' Sarah says passively,

'I know...but, in case it's urgent, she still called and I need to make sure that everything's fine.' I excuse myself, stepping aside, as I call her back, she answers right away,

'Hey, is everything-'

'Have you talked to Mr. Cameron?' She asks right away,

'No? Why would I be talking to him?'

'Aha...alright, thank you, have a nice evening-'

'Wait-you can't just call to ask one question without an explanation!' I bemuse, trying to squeeze out more,

'Y/n, everything's okay, even better know, enjoy the rest of your-'

'No-Lilah-please explain-'

However before I could finish, she hangs up...

Shit...

I pace back, everyone glares at me, awaiting an answer,

'Guys, take the car and go home, I'll go to the police station.' I state tersely,

'What-why would you-'

'Lilah didn't explain properly on why did she call-'

'So you have to go to police station? She didn't explain for a reason-and why would you even go there, out of all the places?' Sarah asks,

'Because she was there the last time we met each other,' I proclaim,

'No, we almost lost you once, Y/n, it cannot happen again.' JJ states, looking at me with woe-eyes,

'You won't lose me, I am not going anywhere, I just need to make sure that everything's alright-'

'Why would you so care about something that involves Cameron?' Kiara asks, my lips slacken apart as I look at her,

'It's not the fact that he is there...it's the fact that...' I contemplate, am I search for an excuse?

'Curiosity.' I respond,

'Curiosity? Out of a damn curiosity you will go to the police station, well knowing that we just stole a car, could be reported in there-and what if that beach-man is there and he recognises you?'

'Lilah will cover up for me-'

'Stop being so gullible Y/n! She won't be there, why would you even fucking care-what-did you sleep with Cameron and now all you think about is him? He doesn't give a shit about you, and never fucking will!' Kiara recites, everyone stands there, in disbelief,

'Maybe we did fuck, and what about it hm?' I ask, everyone looks at me, gasping and aping,

I inhale deeply, as I turn around and walk towards the road, I hear them berate after me, right before a hand grasps me,

'Y/n...is that true?' JJ asks, I glare at him,

'Yes, now let go JJ.' I commence, I cannot distinguish his facial expression due to the murkiness, however I have suspicions that it's disillusionment and nothing more...

'Will you come back...?' He hopelessly asks.

'I think so...'