I woke up with Rafe next to me. His arms held my waist tight. I took a few seconds to look at him. He was so handsome, every time I looked at him I saw features that made me get butterflies. His eyes, his hands, his abs, his hair, his lips, wow. I felt so lucky to be his, he was the best boyfriend I could ever wish for.
Even though lots of stuff was going on, I was really really happy. I had him, that was enough for me. I saw that Pope had texted me to go to the chateau. I wanted to get this fight over with already and I kind of missed hanging out with the pogues, all together.
I left Rafe a note telling him where I was and what I was doing. Just so he knew. I wore a cute crochet top, it was long-sleeved and multicolored. I paired it with linen white pants and left the house. I took my car and headed toward the Chateau, bracing myself for the arguing that would go down.
Once I arrived I was relieved to see Sarah, Pope, and Kie in there. Without them, I probably would have immediately left. "Hey," Kie said and ran over to hug me. So did Pope. Sarah saw me hugging them and ran over. "Lil, Jj is so fucked right now. Rafe almost killed him." Sarah said to me while hugging me tight.
She knew how anxious I was feeling about this. "You're going to be fine, you have me, Pope, and Kie." She whispered in my ear as I entered the house. What Sarah had told me about Jj made me nervous, last night I was too tired to get mad at him for beating Jj up. The way he talked about the fight, I had the gut feeling that Jj was in the wrong for once.
"Hey," I said walking into the living room where Jj and John B were. I gasped when I saw Jj, Rafe really messed him up. He had cuts all over his face, bruises, and a black eye. "Jj," I whispered softly at his sight. My heart broke, knowing that someone I loved and trusted had done this to him. The same boy that I had seen this morning, that I had looked at with heart eyes. He ran to me and just hugged me, I hugged him back. I missed his presence, the comfort that I found in him. "I'm so sorry," he said to me. I looked at him flustered. "What? Jj no! This isn't your fault. I should be apologizing." I said to him softly. Still hugging him. He shook his head. "No don't. Can we just forget about all of this please?" He said softly and I nodded. "Wait so we're all good?" Pope said with a surprised tone. I nodded and so did Jj.
Everybody laughed and whooped and we decided to go surfing. I wore a cute green bikini that I had left at the Chateau and Sarah said she had brought my board because she knew we would be surfing. We surfed for a while, and as per usual the waves made me forget everything. The water in my hair, the smell of the ocean, that was my safe space. Surfing brings me so much happiness and I never want to stop surfing. It's definitely one of the things that I enjoy doing the most. I was laying on my board, floating on the water and I heard someone paddling towards me. John B.
"Hey Johnny Boy," I said to him and he chuckled. "I wanted to apologize for being so pushy about that dare, I really fucked things up," he said to me.
"You really did, but it's fine, I forgive you," I said to him.
"And about Rafe, just make sure he treats you right. You really deserve the best." "Thanks, and he does. He treats me better than anyone ever did." I say to him.
"Yeah, okay," he says, I raise my brows at him wondering what he meant. "Yeah okay, what?" I say with a slightly pissed tone.
"It's Rafe Lil, I just find that hard to believe. You're my best friend, I care so much about you I just don't want you to get hurt that's it." John B says. "You just don't know him well John B, just trust me with this one?" I say and he nods. He pulls me into a hug and I smile.
After a while, we're in the car going back. I was driving Kie and Sarah as well, as we were going to a kook party together and getting ready at my house. "I'm kind of pissed at Rafe for what he did to Jj," I say to them. "I agree, he almost killed him," Sarah said.
Kie made a face and we all looked at her, usually, she was the first to say bad stuff about Rafe. "I kind of think Rafe isn't in the wrong. Yesterday Jj left his bed for the first time in ages, and he had just seen the video of you and Rafe dancing. He was not acting like himself, then he just left and came back bloody. I think it wasn't Rafe's fault this time." Kiara said. "I fucking hope so." I say pulling into my house.
"Oh, I forgot to ask you. How was work yesterday?" Kie asked me. I froze, today I hadn't thought about the note yet. I needed to find out who wrote it. It couldn't have been Jj because he wouldn't do that to me. It couldn't have been Daniel because of the restraining order. Then who else could it be?
"Lillian?" Sarah said. I realized that I had zoned out and that I never answered the question. "Oh yeah, it was good." I say, lying. Sarah and Kie exchange a knowing look and get out of the car.
We walk into my house and we are met by my mom. "Hey girls, Lillian could you stay here for a second?" she says to me and I nod.
The girls go upstairs and I stay down with my mom. "Hey Lillian, midsummer's is coming up. I assume you're going with Rafe?" she says to me.
"Yup," I say.
"Okay so I can sign you two up as a couple?" she says and I nod. Midsummer's has a weird signing-up system.
If you sign up solo, it's simple and easy and you just go by yourself. If you sign up as a couple, then you're obligated to enter together, dance together, and stay beside each other. And of course, once you're signed up there is no changing of partner. Normally it would be normal but considering it also regards young couples often couples break up beforehand and then it's very awkward. They made this rule because Midsummer's is all about rich people and the press. So they want to make it crystal clear to the press who is with whom. I find it contradicting but either way, it is what it is.
I go upstairs and find Kie and Sarah already getting ready. I shower and then we get ready. We dance a little to the music in the background. I put on a simple black bodycon dress, it was short and had a tube top neckline. I paired it with black heels and a black shoulder bag.
We decided to drive to the party because it was far away and took my car. We got to the party, and a friend of ours had thrown it. She was called Mia and we used to be close, that was before Sarah and I joined the pogues. We went in to greet her, the house was full of people. Obviously, only kooks.
We tried to stay as close to each other as possible but quickly got lost in the crowd. This party was extremely filled, there were barely any empty spots in the room. I took my phone out and decided to text the girls.
Golden Trio💗🫶
Me
Where are u guys
Sarbear🫶🩷🧸
I'm in the kitchen wbu
Me
Drink table
Sarbear🫶🩷🧸
Get me a drink and meet me in the kitchen, Kie where r u
Kiekie🐢😻
Bathroom, Lil get me a drink plz
Me
okkkk meet u in the kitchen
Kiekie🐢😻
Yes ma'am🫡
Sarbear🫶🩷🧸
💀
Me
Shut it
Kiekie🐢😻
Love u too😙
I got the drinks, I knew what they would want.
I got Kie a sex on the beach and Sarah a vodka tonic. I swear this drink table looked like one from a club, it had a fucking barista there.
I got back to them in the kitchen and handed them their drinks. "Thanks, let's go dance," Kie said to me and I nodded. We headed towards the dance floor and started dancing our hearts out.
"Yo. You Lillian?" A random dude said to me. "Yeah?" I said to him. "A friend of mine was looking for you, he asked me to find you and tell you to meet him upstairs." He said and I looked at him startled.
"Who are you talking about?" I ask him, I was not about to go upstairs with a weird man whom I didn't know. "Rafe Cameron," the guy said to me and I let out a relieved sigh. "Oh, are you Max?" I say to him. Maybe he was the new friend he made yesterday at the bar. "Um, yeah sure," he said and left which confused the shit out of me.
I went upstairs, looking for Rafe through the corridor. "Rafe?" I ask. "Mhm," I hear someone hum from the bathroom. Rafe, there he is. "Rafe?" I ask as I enter the bathroom.
It was empty and before I could leave the door locked behind me. "What the fuck?" I scream. I turn my head to the mirror and see a message on the wall in red lipstick.
'I warned you bitch.' written on the mirror.
I look at it with my mouth wide open. I mumble something that even I can't recognize. I feel my breath hitch. Fuck. Another panic attack. I quickly start hyperventilating, putting my hand over my chest and trying to remember the methods my parents had taught me. I gasp for air and feel less and less coming in. My heart beats faster and faster, I can't calm myself down and soon I am sobbing and trying to figure out how to breathe more. I try to take my phone out of my pocket to text someone to come and get me, my hands are shaking extremely and the tears in my eyes make me see slightly blurry. I finally get my phone out of my pocket. No service. Great. The sobs become louder and as I try to do the breathing exercises that I was taught, failing miserably.
I need someone else.
Notes from the author:
Heyyy, so drama is happening which I LOVE. And there's wayy more to come so be ready for thatttt. (Sorry this chapter is a lil short btw).
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