ch six

                                    

                                          


                          
chapter six (kiara pov)
                          
"Kiara! We're leaving soon!" I hear my mom shout up to me from downstairs. I groaned and rolled off my bed into my closet. Despite trying really hard not to care, I still wanted to look presentable in front of my boyfriend and friends. I picked out a crop top and flowy skirt Sarah had lent me, finishing the look with a set of bracelets the pogue boys bought me for my birthday as an attempt to rebel. 
                          
I slugged down the stairs to make sure my unhappiness was obvious.
                          
"Good choice," was all I got for my mother before she followed me out to the car. It was a short, silent ride to the Cameron residence 
                          
"Why are you making me do this?" I finally asked in desperation. 
                          
"For your own good. You can still have fun with people that won't get you killed."
                          
I huffed, got of the car, and slammed the door to really get my point across. My phone lit up with a text from Sarah asking where I was. Before I could answer, I heard the girl herself calling my name. 
                          
"KIEEEE YOU'RE HERE!" Sarah exclaimed, wrapping her arms around obviously drunk. 
                          
I laughed at her intoxicated state, "Hey Sarah."
                          
"My brother was looking for you, I think. Maybe, don't really remember," she spurt out before spotting someone else she needed to greet. Rafe. Right. Forgot I had a boyfriend to deal with.  
                          
I looked around for him for a bit but eventually found him downstairs surrounded by white girls and an unfortunate white powder.
                          
"This'll be fun," I thought to myself. My body was stuck in place for a minute, trying to figure out how to react. 
                          
Luckily he noticed me first, "Oh uh hey Kie"
                          
I shook my head and walked away. I didn't expect him to get up but apparently today was full of surprised. 
                          
"Kiara it's not what you think!" Rafe insisted.
                          
"You said you stopped! You said were over with it!" I seethed, "You, you said you wouldn't do it again!"
                          
"It was just once Kie, I need to pay my dad back I'm sorry please!"
                          
"Do you not realize I want you to be safe and healthy! Selling fucking cocaine is not going to help you at all!" I yelled at him. By now, we had taken the argument outside by the pool to avoid causing a scene. 
                          
"I know and I'm sorry."
                          
"Did you do any?" I quizzed. Rafe's use of coke had really scared me when we first met, so I'd almost spent the whole relationship trying to ween him off. 
                          
"No, I just sold."
                          
I sighed, "Okay. I don't really have the energy to fight anymore. I just want the best for you okay."
                          
"I know I know but I'm in pretty desperate times right now."
                          
"This is what you call desperate? Living in your big ol' house sitting in the big bucks, huh?" 
                          
"That's not what's going on!" 
                          
"Then what is Rafe?" I quizzed him.
                          
"My dad kicked me out," He deadpanned and hung his head down. 
                          
"Oh."
                          
"Yeah." 
                          
"I guess I should be the sorry one now," I apologized, wrapping my arms around him. 
                          
"It's whatever." 
                          
I almost got pissed about him being so nonchalant and not telling me but I was quickly reminded that I ignored all his calls today so we ended up sitting in silence.
                          
~ JJ POV ~
                          
"I'm feeling up for trouble, let's crash a kook party," John B announced to the three of us.
                          
"I have been WAITING for this day, hop in the van and let's go," I cheered happily.
                          
"How are we even gonna get in? Do you even know where they are?" Pope inquired.
                          
"Don't worry Pope, you just drive around Figure 8 until you hear the aggressive bass pumping and boom! You've found your party," I explained. Minutes later, we were piling into the car and heading onto the other side of the island. We drove around the kook neighborhood for a few minutes before landing on tonight's rager, hosted by none other than Sarah Cameron. 
                          
"Well boys, I will be heading out to find a clueless kook to hookup with. Wish you boys luck!" I babbled to my friends before heading into the crowd in search of my conquest for the night. After a few songs of dancing and no luck, I decided to look elsewhere and my search brought me to the pool. 
                          
Unfortunately, I was met with Kiara and Rafe all cuddled up. 
                          
I froze, not entirely sure where I stood with Kiara but still enraged by her closeness with that bastard. I tried to turn and run but I didn't move fast enough apparently. 
                          
"What's up bro? Back for another ass-beating?" Rafe provoked me.
                          
"Rafe stop, he didn't do anything!" Kiara defended me. 
                          
"So you're sticking up for the pogue again? Tonight really went full circle didn't it!" He argued back to her. 
                          
"Don't speak to her like that man!" I butted in.
                          
"Since when did this matter concern you, JJ?" Rafe sneered. 
                          
"Since you disrespected her even though she's just trying to be nice! You could learn a thing or two."
                          
"JJ that wasn't necessary, just go home, I can handle this," Kiara pleaded with me, obviously trying to avoid any more trouble. 
                          
"When did you two get all buddy-buddy hmm, is that where you disappeared to yesterday instead of hanging with your real friends?" 
                          
Kiara somehow managed to completely dodge the question, "You must have a different definition of real friends then."
                          
"I think I know real friends from friends just trying to use you for money," Rafe retaliated. 
                          
"Bold assumption man, and a really wrong one too. That's such bullshit!" I retorted. 
                          
"Then get out of my goddamn house before I call the cops on your cheap ass" he finally threatened. 
                          
I looked to Kiara for guidance and she stepped in before the situation escalated, "Just go home JJ. Bring John B and Pope too because I know they're here."
                          
It was then that I looked at her wrist to see the set of bracelets we had bought her way back in middle school. They spelled pogues for life in a secret nerdy language we had made up for our little group. This thought gave me comfort and confidence. 
                          
"Ight whatever" I mouthed as I flashed our pogue hand signal for a team meeting and prayed she saw it. I then proceeded to storm back into the house, grab my friends, and get the hell out of there before I got another cop on my ass. 
                          
a/n
                          
hi gang! 
                          
writing this @1 am was certainly a choice but ykno gotta make it work. This one was a long queen but i hope you enjoyed. 
                          
love u forevs
                          
- zozo <3