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Oh! Is there a future fic with Kelce? 🤔
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Birds of a feather and all that
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Ohhhhh👀 Topper and Butterfly you say?
I hope she dumps his ass after the shit he pulled 😌
I mean that would be the obvious thing to do. The question is will he let her go?
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Ohhhhh👀 Topper and Butterfly you say?
I hope she dumps his ass after the shit he pulled 😌
I mean that would be the obvious thing to do. The question is will he let her go?
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Ladybug (Chapter 8 Final Chapter)
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Intensely Dark! Rafe Cameron x Acutely Aware! Reader
WARNING: Non-Consent, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Stalking, forced interactions, Causing trauma, unhinged obsession. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. MINORS DNI
Summary: After a fresh breakup with her ex, Kyle, a chance encounter leads to an entanglement between Ladybug and her friend, Sarahs, volatile brother, Rafe, who had long standing conflicts with her friends. However, what began as an accidental hookup, quickly spirals into a troubling situation as Rafe's infatuation takes a darker turn. His fixation becomes a source of distress, as his persistent harassment disrupts Ladybugs Peace.
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Rafes POV
My patience has officially run out, and I’m furious.
I thought I could use Sarah to get my hands on Ladybug but she eventually proved to be worthless. 
I never expected some random old man to play hero once I pounced, but here I was in my room fuming, and without Ladybug to warm my bed.
But I’ll get my hands on her, and she’ll realize that I’m the best she's ever gonna have, I just needed to wait a little longer. 
There's a pounding on my door, breaking me from my thoughts, and before I can think to answer, Sarah comes barging in frantically, looking at something on her phone. 
“John B. is at the beach, I think he’ll be there for a little while, if we hurry we can catch him.”
She’s a mess, she’s been a mess since Johnny Boy got the balls to dump her ass. 
Don’t get me wrong, I love Sarah, she’s my little sister. But I know better than anyone how much of a self-conceited bitch she could really be. 
She’s good at hiding it, I’ll give her that. But now it’s catching up to her, and if I’m being honest I’m proud to be part of her  downfall. Maybe she could benefit from being knocked down a peg or two. 
“What are you talking about?” I asked, agitation lacing my tone. 
She stops to look at me, body still as if shocked to hear me speak before responding. 
“You said you would talk to John B-” 
I held my hand up to keep her from continuing.
“Under the condition that I get Ladybug.” I gesture to the space in my room “Where is she Sarah?”
“You can still have her, but you have to speak to John B. for me please Rafe.” She has her hands clasped together,begging for me to see her way, but I don’t fall for it. 
If I’m being completely honest, all I really care about is getting Ladybug, all this extra shit Sarah had me doing was starting to get on my nerves. 
I sigh standing up to my full height to look down at her. 
“Be honest Sarah, how long had you been fucking Topper, really?”
She’s taken aback by my question. 
“What are you -?” she starts but I interrupt.
“Spare me your bullshit, from one scum to another, how long?” I cut to the chase.
Sarah and Topper had been fraternizing long before I caught them. Topper, though my friend, was truly a pathetic man. 
He started dating Butterfly, when he found out Sarah had been cheating on him with John B. Sarah likes to say that they weren’t together, but that's cause she’s full of shit, considering that they never had a conversation to cement them going their separate ways. 
When he started dating Butterfly there was a shift in Sarah’s attitude, and it was only a matter of time before Topper started spilling the beans about their ‘Secret Relationship’. 
Catching them together in Sarah’s room the night of our house party only confirmed what I already knew. And to be honest the only reason I said anything about it, was because she and John B. were getting in between me and Ladybug. 
Sarah stutters and I just laugh.
“I don’t get it, why don’t you just go back to Topper.” I question crossing my arms over my chest. 
“I don’t want him! And he’s not even answering his phone, I think he blocked me.” her attention pulls back to her phone.
He did block her. 
When I revealed Sarah and Topper's relationship to John, not even a day later, Topper called me in a panic, frantically asking how Butterfly found out and broke up with him over Sarah.
My guess, John B.
One might assume Topper would eagerly reunite with Sarah given the opportunity, but apparently not. Instead, he was focused on damage control with Butterfly, and part of that involved blocking Sarah.
I sigh, grabbing her by the shoulders and gently pushing her out of my room.
“Look Sarah, I think you need time to find yourself and figure out what you want in life.” Once she was out of the door I tried to close it but she pushed her hand against it. 
“I want John B, and I need your help to get him back, you need to take back what you said Rafe!”
“You need to grow the fuck up!” I say slamming the door and locking it in her face. 
Sarah was useless, I needed to find another way to get to Ladybug. 
I laid on my bed as Sarah pounded on my door yelling obscenities at me but she was a lost thought now.
All my focus was now on my Ladybug.
***
The first time I saw Ladybug, there was a huge bonfire at the beach, Pogues, Kooks, Tourons, the works. And there she was, I’d seen her around, but this was the first I actually paid attention to her, and boy did she have my attention. Too bad she had some loser tied to her the whole night, so I let it go, or at least I tried to. 
I may have confronted her and her little boyfriend and caused a scene in front of everyone. I didn’t understand why I did it, at least not until afterwards.
A few weeks later she's in my living room with Sarah and a bunch of other pogues, and the whole thing just rubs me the wrong way. Since then just seeing her face would get a rise out of me. 
Imagine my surprise when she's waltzing in my living room while I’m hanging out with Topper and Kelce. Tail tucked between her legs and the saddest expression I’ve ever seen on her face.
Seeing her in my house with no access to her pissed me off, I asked her why the fuck she was in my house as soon as she said Sarah said she could, I started tearing into her. 
Next thing I know, she’s on her knees balling her eyes out, and if I’m being honest, I started getting hard. 
She looked so small, so vulnerable, so beautiful.
I found myself reaching for her, and before I could take another step, she backed away begging me not to hurt her. Topper asked her if she was ok, and she sniffled a ‘I’m fine’.
I take another step, just wanting to touch her once and she screams out. I tried to calm her down, but she just said something about waiting for Sarah and going outside. 
It was then that I realized my chance. For the next few hours I sat and thought about how I could get in with the pretty girl sitting by my pool.
I remembered a special package of pills that I had stashed away in my room and I couldn’t help but think that this was the perfect time to use them. As soon as Butterfly came over and Topper and Kelce left, I went searching.
When I found them I grabbed 2 heading downstairs to the kitchen to grab 2 bottles of beer. I crushed both and sifted them into one of the bottles, swirling the bottle so the pills could dissolve in the liquid. 
I make my way to the pool, and just as I step outside, Ladybug stands. I convince her to sit back down and hand her one of the bottles. I asked about her little break down, and when she took a swig of the beer my heart skipped a beat. I had her and frankly I didn’t give a fuck about the rest of the conversation, but I needed a bit more time to let the substance settle into her system.
It was only a matter of time before she was in my grasp like putty.
I had her in my bed in no time. 
It was exquisite, despite the lazy movements she was very responsive to my ministrations, by the end of it all we were both naked and covered in a sheen of sweat. I had her again the next day, and something told me to grab her phone and download a tracker on it. The third day early morning, I headed downstairs to grab a couple glasses of water, when I came back, she was gone. 
I was pissed. How dare she fucking leave me?
I rushed to get some clothes hoping to catch her before she disappeared. I spent half the day looking up and down Figure 8 trying to find her, but I never did. 
When I got back home, I slammed my door and screamed out in frustration ready to destroy everything in sight until something on the nightstand catches my eye. 
Her phone, I grab it squeezing it tight. 
I would have her again, I just needed to be patient.
When I managed to give her back her phone, I knew where she was at all times, and it gave me some reassurance about having her again. 
When I finally got to taste her again, it was during an impromptu Cameron house party. This time she was wide awake and the sounds she was making, the way she reacted, how she tightened around me. 
What really got me going was her gorgeous face, from the tears running down her to the pleasure in her eyes. 
I was harder than a brick and I fucked her all throughout the night.
***
I had her again, following her up and down Outer Banks ready to spring at any moment, since the incident with Sarah and the crook, who snatched her up from me.I asked Dad to take care of him. But since then I’ve had to keep a low profile. 
Dad said if I wanted her I needed to chain her up, and never let her go.I had to admit having that conversation with him was difficult because I knew exactly what he meant. 
He allotted mom certain freedoms, and where was she now?
No, I wanted Ladybug and I want to keep her for as long as I could. As soon as I had her in my grasp I was not letting her go, under any circumstances. I would not make the same mistakes Dad did. 
It was easy to get a hold of her again, I admit it was pure luck.
It seemed like the other pogues had their own things going on so she was alone most of the time, and I got the feeling that she was running away from something. She was at the beach, and she stayed there all day. 
I watched as she moved around, swishing thoughts in her own head, completely unaware of my presence. 
When I looked around I realized this was the perfect moment to take her. No one was around, not even the food cart vendors. 
I slowly snuck up behind her , and I was even surprised at how close I got before she even realized that I was there.
I held her tight, holding my hand tightly over her mouth and she immediately started fighting back. 
“Hey, Relax, re-” when she smashed her head against my face, I accidentally let her go. 
Anger overtook my senses, as I chased after her, pain and rage pumping through my veins. When I catch up, I tackle her to the ground, immediately wrapping my hands around her neck from behind. 
I started squeezing. 
“I’m tired of you playing hard to get, if you don’t behave then I’ll make you behave.”
I don’t hear any confirmation as we both struggle so I continue to choke her 
“Answer me, will you behave!?”
Before I know it, her body is limp, and I immediately let go at that realization. She fell head first into the sand. And for a moment there is a pause as I’m putting together the pieces of what just happened. 
I quickly rolled her over, and put my ear to her mouth. When I hear staggered breaths, relief washes over me. I look around the beach, and it’s still empty. So I gather her in my arms and take her to my truck. I finally had her, and nothing would keep us apart this time.
***
It takes her a bit longer than I’d like, to open her eyes, when she eventually does she finds herself naked, and tied up spread eagle to my bed with her mouth gagged. 
When I see that she’s woken up I stand at the foot of the bed waiting for her to take notice of me. In the meantime I admire my handy work.
As I gaze at her naked form I can’t help but appreciate how truly stunning she was. How could she possibly be a  Pogue?
Well, she didn’t have to worry about that anymore.
It takes a bit of time, but after blinking a few times, I see that I have her full attention.
“Hey Sleepyhead,” I say as softly as I could, I have to admit, I’ve never been happier. I finally had her to myself. “ You had a long nap, how are you feeling?”
She starts freaking out pulling on her restraints and trying to scream through the gag. I quickly rush to comfort her, the bruise on her neck catching my attention, but I ignore the thoughts that came with it.
She would be fine, I’ll take care of her, and with time she’ll realize just how compatible we are. 
The tears don’t stop flowing but it seems that she’s calmed down. 
“Listen, we belong together, and you may not be able to see it now but you’ll see it eventually.” She started getting worked up again as her sobbing intensified. 
It was fine, no one would be able to hear her, and she’d learn her place eventually. 
I looked up and down her form as she was lost in her own thoughts. 
I could still have my own fun, I straddle her body, and she goes back to her uncontrollable sobbing. 
I don’t freight as I feel up the sides of her body trailing my hands to her breasts and twirling her nipples between my fingers.
I feel a flutter in my cock as it hardens with arousal as her body begins to shake more violently than before. But I use a hand to hold her still by her neck, again choosing to ignore the bruises from our previous altercation, and she finally stills. I palm her breast with my other hand more intensely, before shoving her nipple into my mouth, swirling it around with my tongue before letting go with a pop, and giving some attention to the other. 
I kiss her gag, before nibbling, and sucking all of her skin down her body until I reach the goldmine that is her pussy, releasing her neck during my journey. I start my venture by pressing my tongue flatly against her outer lips, lapping up and down her precious area, slowly sneaking my tongue in deeper and deeper until I push my tongue inside her, savoring her flavor. 
I move my tongue up to her clit giving it special attention, and this is when she begins to squirm, feeling the pleasures that I’ve forced on her body, and my cock twitches at the thought of getting a reaction out of her. 
I alternate between swirling my tongue against her clit to gently sucking and before I know it she's quaking against my mouth and her juices begin to flow. 
I waste no time lapping it up and at this point my erection is painfully digging into my bed. I sit up and rush out my clothes. Slowly climbing up her body, resting my body between her legs before laying my eyes on her once more. 
This time she looked at peace, as if accepting her fate, I smiled and decided to give her a bit of leeway.  Reaching back to release the constraints on her feet. 
She  bends her knees as her thighs involuntarily tightens around my torso.
I hold one hand against her waist to still her body, while using the other, the help in pushing my length into her cunt. 
Up on initial penetration I let go and laid completely into her. Pausing to revel in the warmth of her core.
I was in bliss. 
I adjust the position of my legs, forcing her own upwards, with no choice but to wrap around my body. 
In good faith I removed the gag, and covered her lips with my own. 
Slowly moving my hips back and forth in the process. 
Dragging my manhood in and out of her folds. Slowly increasing my momentum as ecstasy began to overtake us both. 
Her choked mewls and whimpers egged me on as I continued to take her. 
I finally had her, I finally had my Ladybug. 
And I’d make sure to keep her forever.
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Ladybug (Chapter 8 Final Chapter)
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Intensely Dark! Rafe Cameron x Acutely Aware! Reader
WARNING: Non-Consent, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Stalking, forced interactions, Causing trauma, unhinged obsession. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. MINORS DNI
Summary: After a fresh breakup with her ex, Kyle, a chance encounter leads to an entanglement between Ladybug and her friend, Sarahs, volatile brother, Rafe, who had long standing conflicts with her friends. However, what began as an accidental hookup, quickly spirals into a troubling situation as Rafe's infatuation takes a darker turn. His fixation becomes a source of distress, as his persistent harassment disrupts Ladybugs Peace.
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Rafes POV
My patience has officially run out, and I’m furious.
I thought I could use Sarah to get my hands on Ladybug but she eventually proved to be worthless. 
I never expected some random old man to play hero once I pounced, but here I was in my room fuming, and without Ladybug to warm my bed.
But I’ll get my hands on her, and she’ll realize that I’m the best she's ever gonna have, I just needed to wait a little longer. 
There's a pounding on my door, breaking me from my thoughts, and before I can think to answer, Sarah comes barging in frantically, looking at something on her phone. 
“John B. is at the beach, I think he’ll be there for a little while, if we hurry we can catch him.”
She’s a mess, she’s been a mess since Johnny Boy got the balls to dump her ass. 
Don’t get me wrong, I love Sarah, she’s my little sister. But I know better than anyone how much of a self-conceited bitch she could really be. 
She’s good at hiding it, I’ll give her that. But now it’s catching up to her, and if I’m being honest I’m proud to be part of her  downfall. Maybe she could benefit from being knocked down a peg or two. 
“What are you talking about?” I asked, agitation lacing my tone. 
She stops to look at me, body still as if shocked to hear me speak before responding. 
“You said you would talk to John B-” 
I held my hand up to keep her from continuing.
“Under the condition that I get Ladybug.” I gesture to the space in my room “Where is she Sarah?”
“You can still have her, but you have to speak to John B. for me please Rafe.” She has her hands clasped together,begging for me to see her way, but I don’t fall for it. 
If I’m being completely honest, all I really care about is getting Ladybug, all this extra shit Sarah had me doing was starting to get on my nerves. 
I sigh standing up to my full height to look down at her. 
“Be honest Sarah, how long had you been fucking Topper, really?”
She’s taken aback by my question. 
“What are you -?” she starts but I interrupt.
“Spare me your bullshit, from one scum to another, how long?” I cut to the chase.
Sarah and Topper had been fraternizing long before I caught them. Topper, though my friend, was truly a pathetic man. 
He started dating Butterfly, when he found out Sarah had been cheating on him with John B. Sarah likes to say that they weren’t together, but that's cause she’s full of shit, considering that they never had a conversation to cement them going their separate ways. 
When he started dating Butterfly there was a shift in Sarah’s attitude, and it was only a matter of time before Topper started spilling the beans about their ‘Secret Relationship’. 
Catching them together in Sarah’s room the night of our house party only confirmed what I already knew. And to be honest the only reason I said anything about it, was because she and John B. were getting in between me and Ladybug. 
Sarah stutters and I just laugh.
“I don’t get it, why don’t you just go back to Topper.” I question crossing my arms over my chest. 
“I don’t want him! And he’s not even answering his phone, I think he blocked me.” her attention pulls back to her phone.
He did block her. 
When I revealed Sarah and Topper's relationship to John, not even a day later, Topper called me in a panic, frantically asking how Butterfly found out and broke up with him over Sarah.
My guess, John B.
One might assume Topper would eagerly reunite with Sarah given the opportunity, but apparently not. Instead, he was focused on damage control with Butterfly, and part of that involved blocking Sarah.
I sigh, grabbing her by the shoulders and gently pushing her out of my room.
“Look Sarah, I think you need time to find yourself and figure out what you want in life.” Once she was out of the door I tried to close it but she pushed her hand against it. 
“I want John B, and I need your help to get him back, you need to take back what you said Rafe!”
“You need to grow the fuck up!” I say slamming the door and locking it in her face. 
Sarah was useless, I needed to find another way to get to Ladybug. 
I laid on my bed as Sarah pounded on my door yelling obscenities at me but she was a lost thought now.
All my focus was now on my Ladybug.
***
The first time I saw Ladybug, there was a huge bonfire at the beach, Pogues, Kooks, Tourons, the works. And there she was, I’d seen her around, but this was the first I actually paid attention to her, and boy did she have my attention. Too bad she had some loser tied to her the whole night, so I let it go, or at least I tried to. 
I may have confronted her and her little boyfriend and caused a scene in front of everyone. I didn’t understand why I did it, at least not until afterwards.
A few weeks later she's in my living room with Sarah and a bunch of other pogues, and the whole thing just rubs me the wrong way. Since then just seeing her face would get a rise out of me. 
Imagine my surprise when she's waltzing in my living room while I’m hanging out with Topper and Kelce. Tail tucked between her legs and the saddest expression I’ve ever seen on her face.
Seeing her in my house with no access to her pissed me off, I asked her why the fuck she was in my house as soon as she said Sarah said she could, I started tearing into her. 
Next thing I know, she’s on her knees balling her eyes out, and if I’m being honest, I started getting hard. 
She looked so small, so vulnerable, so beautiful.
I found myself reaching for her, and before I could take another step, she backed away begging me not to hurt her. Topper asked her if she was ok, and she sniffled a ‘I’m fine’.
I take another step, just wanting to touch her once and she screams out. I tried to calm her down, but she just said something about waiting for Sarah and going outside. 
It was then that I realized my chance. For the next few hours I sat and thought about how I could get in with the pretty girl sitting by my pool.
I remembered a special package of pills that I had stashed away in my room and I couldn’t help but think that this was the perfect time to use them. As soon as Butterfly came over and Topper and Kelce left, I went searching.
When I found them I grabbed 2 heading downstairs to the kitchen to grab 2 bottles of beer. I crushed both and sifted them into one of the bottles, swirling the bottle so the pills could dissolve in the liquid. 
I make my way to the pool, and just as I step outside, Ladybug stands. I convince her to sit back down and hand her one of the bottles. I asked about her little break down, and when she took a swig of the beer my heart skipped a beat. I had her and frankly I didn’t give a fuck about the rest of the conversation, but I needed a bit more time to let the substance settle into her system.
It was only a matter of time before she was in my grasp like putty.
I had her in my bed in no time. 
It was exquisite, despite the lazy movements she was very responsive to my ministrations, by the end of it all we were both naked and covered in a sheen of sweat. I had her again the next day, and something told me to grab her phone and download a tracker on it. The third day early morning, I headed downstairs to grab a couple glasses of water, when I came back, she was gone. 
I was pissed. How dare she fucking leave me?
I rushed to get some clothes hoping to catch her before she disappeared. I spent half the day looking up and down Figure 8 trying to find her, but I never did. 
When I got back home, I slammed my door and screamed out in frustration ready to destroy everything in sight until something on the nightstand catches my eye. 
Her phone, I grab it squeezing it tight. 
I would have her again, I just needed to be patient.
When I managed to give her back her phone, I knew where she was at all times, and it gave me some reassurance about having her again. 
When I finally got to taste her again, it was during an impromptu Cameron house party. This time she was wide awake and the sounds she was making, the way she reacted, how she tightened around me. 
What really got me going was her gorgeous face, from the tears running down her to the pleasure in her eyes. 
I was harder than a brick and I fucked her all throughout the night.
***
I had her again, following her up and down Outer Banks ready to spring at any moment, since the incident with Sarah and the crook, who snatched her up from me.I asked Dad to take care of him. But since then I’ve had to keep a low profile. 
Dad said if I wanted her I needed to chain her up, and never let her go.I had to admit having that conversation with him was difficult because I knew exactly what he meant. 
He allotted mom certain freedoms, and where was she now?
No, I wanted Ladybug and I want to keep her for as long as I could. As soon as I had her in my grasp I was not letting her go, under any circumstances. I would not make the same mistakes Dad did. 
It was easy to get a hold of her again, I admit it was pure luck.
It seemed like the other pogues had their own things going on so she was alone most of the time, and I got the feeling that she was running away from something. She was at the beach, and she stayed there all day. 
I watched as she moved around, swishing thoughts in her own head, completely unaware of my presence. 
When I looked around I realized this was the perfect moment to take her. No one was around, not even the food cart vendors. 
I slowly snuck up behind her , and I was even surprised at how close I got before she even realized that I was there.
I held her tight, holding my hand tightly over her mouth and she immediately started fighting back. 
“Hey, Relax, re-” when she smashed her head against my face, I accidentally let her go. 
Anger overtook my senses, as I chased after her, pain and rage pumping through my veins. When I catch up, I tackle her to the ground, immediately wrapping my hands around her neck from behind. 
I started squeezing. 
“I’m tired of you playing hard to get, if you don’t behave then I’ll make you behave.”
I don’t hear any confirmation as we both struggle so I continue to choke her 
“Answer me, will you behave!?”
Before I know it, her body is limp, and I immediately let go at that realization. She fell head first into the sand. And for a moment there is a pause as I’m putting together the pieces of what just happened. 
I quickly rolled her over, and put my ear to her mouth. When I hear staggered breaths, relief washes over me. I look around the beach, and it’s still empty. So I gather her in my arms and take her to my truck. I finally had her, and nothing would keep us apart this time.
***
It takes her a bit longer than I’d like, to open her eyes, when she eventually does she finds herself naked, and tied up spread eagle to my bed with her mouth gagged. 
When I see that she’s woken up I stand at the foot of the bed waiting for her to take notice of me. In the meantime I admire my handy work.
As I gaze at her naked form I can’t help but appreciate how truly stunning she was. How could she possibly be a  Pogue?
Well, she didn’t have to worry about that anymore.
It takes a bit of time, but after blinking a few times, I see that I have her full attention.
“Hey Sleepyhead,” I say as softly as I could, I have to admit, I’ve never been happier. I finally had her to myself. “ You had a long nap, how are you feeling?”
She starts freaking out pulling on her restraints and trying to scream through the gag. I quickly rush to comfort her, the bruise on her neck catching my attention, but I ignore the thoughts that came with it.
She would be fine, I’ll take care of her, and with time she’ll realize just how compatible we are. 
The tears don’t stop flowing but it seems that she’s calmed down. 
“Listen, we belong together, and you may not be able to see it now but you’ll see it eventually.” She started getting worked up again as her sobbing intensified. 
It was fine, no one would be able to hear her, and she’d learn her place eventually. 
I looked up and down her form as she was lost in her own thoughts. 
I could still have my own fun, I straddle her body, and she goes back to her uncontrollable sobbing. 
I don’t freight as I feel up the sides of her body trailing my hands to her breasts and twirling her nipples between my fingers.
I feel a flutter in my cock as it hardens with arousal as her body begins to shake more violently than before. But I use a hand to hold her still by her neck, again choosing to ignore the bruises from our previous altercation, and she finally stills. I palm her breast with my other hand more intensely, before shoving her nipple into my mouth, swirling it around with my tongue before letting go with a pop, and giving some attention to the other. 
I kiss her gag, before nibbling, and sucking all of her skin down her body until I reach the goldmine that is her pussy, releasing her neck during my journey. I start my venture by pressing my tongue flatly against her outer lips, lapping up and down her precious area, slowly sneaking my tongue in deeper and deeper until I push my tongue inside her, savoring her flavor. 
I move my tongue up to her clit giving it special attention, and this is when she begins to squirm, feeling the pleasures that I’ve forced on her body, and my cock twitches at the thought of getting a reaction out of her. 
I alternate between swirling my tongue against her clit to gently sucking and before I know it she's quaking against my mouth and her juices begin to flow. 
I waste no time lapping it up and at this point my erection is painfully digging into my bed. I sit up and rush out my clothes. Slowly climbing up her body, resting my body between her legs before laying my eyes on her once more. 
This time she looked at peace, as if accepting her fate, I smiled and decided to give her a bit of leeway.  Reaching back to release the constraints on her feet. 
She  bends her knees as her thighs involuntarily tightens around my torso.
I hold one hand against her waist to still her body, while using the other, the help in pushing my length into her cunt. 
Up on initial penetration I let go and laid completely into her. Pausing to revel in the warmth of her core.
I was in bliss. 
I adjust the position of my legs, forcing her own upwards, with no choice but to wrap around my body. 
In good faith I removed the gag, and covered her lips with my own. 
Slowly moving my hips back and forth in the process. 
Dragging my manhood in and out of her folds. Slowly increasing my momentum as ecstasy began to overtake us both. 
Her choked mewls and whimpers egged me on as I continued to take her. 
I finally had her, I finally had my Ladybug. 
And I’d make sure to keep her forever.
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Ladybug (Chapter 8 Final Chapter)
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Intensely Dark! Rafe Cameron x Acutely Aware! Reader
WARNING: Non-Consent, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Stalking, forced interactions, Causing trauma, unhinged obsession. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. MINORS DNI
Summary: After a fresh breakup with her ex, Kyle, a chance encounter leads to an entanglement between Ladybug and her friend, Sarahs, volatile brother, Rafe, who had long standing conflicts with her friends. However, what began as an accidental hookup, quickly spirals into a troubling situation as Rafe's infatuation takes a darker turn. His fixation becomes a source of distress, as his persistent harassment disrupts Ladybugs Peace.
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Rafes POV
My patience has officially run out, and I’m furious.
I thought I could use Sarah to get my hands on Ladybug but she eventually proved to be worthless. 
I never expected some random old man to play hero once I pounced, but here I was in my room fuming, and without Ladybug to warm my bed.
But I’ll get my hands on her, and she’ll realize that I’m the best she's ever gonna have, I just needed to wait a little longer. 
There's a pounding on my door, breaking me from my thoughts, and before I can think to answer, Sarah comes barging in frantically, looking at something on her phone. 
“John B. is at the beach, I think he’ll be there for a little while, if we hurry we can catch him.”
She’s a mess, she’s been a mess since Johnny Boy got the balls to dump her ass. 
Don’t get me wrong, I love Sarah, she’s my little sister. But I know better than anyone how much of a self-conceited bitch she could really be. 
She’s good at hiding it, I’ll give her that. But now it’s catching up to her, and if I’m being honest I’m proud to be part of her  downfall. Maybe she could benefit from being knocked down a peg or two. 
“What are you talking about?” I asked, agitation lacing my tone. 
She stops to look at me, body still as if shocked to hear me speak before responding. 
“You said you would talk to John B-” 
I held my hand up to keep her from continuing.
“Under the condition that I get Ladybug.” I gesture to the space in my room “Where is she Sarah?”
“You can still have her, but you have to speak to John B. for me please Rafe.” She has her hands clasped together,begging for me to see her way, but I don’t fall for it. 
If I’m being completely honest, all I really care about is getting Ladybug, all this extra shit Sarah had me doing was starting to get on my nerves. 
I sigh standing up to my full height to look down at her. 
“Be honest Sarah, how long had you been fucking Topper, really?”
She’s taken aback by my question. 
“What are you -?” she starts but I interrupt.
“Spare me your bullshit, from one scum to another, how long?” I cut to the chase.
Sarah and Topper had been fraternizing long before I caught them. Topper, though my friend, was truly a pathetic man. 
He started dating Butterfly, when he found out Sarah had been cheating on him with John B. Sarah likes to say that they weren’t together, but that's cause she’s full of shit, considering that they never had a conversation to cement them going their separate ways. 
When he started dating Butterfly there was a shift in Sarah’s attitude, and it was only a matter of time before Topper started spilling the beans about their ‘Secret Relationship’. 
Catching them together in Sarah’s room the night of our house party only confirmed what I already knew. And to be honest the only reason I said anything about it, was because she and John B. were getting in between me and Ladybug. 
Sarah stutters and I just laugh.
“I don’t get it, why don’t you just go back to Topper.” I question crossing my arms over my chest. 
“I don’t want him! And he’s not even answering his phone, I think he blocked me.” her attention pulls back to her phone.
He did block her. 
When I revealed Sarah and Topper's relationship to John, not even a day later, Topper called me in a panic, frantically asking how Butterfly found out and broke up with him over Sarah.
My guess, John B.
One might assume Topper would eagerly reunite with Sarah given the opportunity, but apparently not. Instead, he was focused on damage control with Butterfly, and part of that involved blocking Sarah.
I sigh, grabbing her by the shoulders and gently pushing her out of my room.
“Look Sarah, I think you need time to find yourself and figure out what you want in life.” Once she was out of the door I tried to close it but she pushed her hand against it. 
“I want John B, and I need your help to get him back, you need to take back what you said Rafe!”
“You need to grow the fuck up!” I say slamming the door and locking it in her face. 
Sarah was useless, I needed to find another way to get to Ladybug. 
I laid on my bed as Sarah pounded on my door yelling obscenities at me but she was a lost thought now.
All my focus was now on my Ladybug.
***
The first time I saw Ladybug, there was a huge bonfire at the beach, Pogues, Kooks, Tourons, the works. And there she was, I’d seen her around, but this was the first I actually paid attention to her, and boy did she have my attention. Too bad she had some loser tied to her the whole night, so I let it go, or at least I tried to. 
I may have confronted her and her little boyfriend and caused a scene in front of everyone. I didn’t understand why I did it, at least not until afterwards.
A few weeks later she's in my living room with Sarah and a bunch of other pogues, and the whole thing just rubs me the wrong way. Since then just seeing her face would get a rise out of me. 
Imagine my surprise when she's waltzing in my living room while I’m hanging out with Topper and Kelce. Tail tucked between her legs and the saddest expression I’ve ever seen on her face.
Seeing her in my house with no access to her pissed me off, I asked her why the fuck she was in my house as soon as she said Sarah said she could, I started tearing into her. 
Next thing I know, she’s on her knees balling her eyes out, and if I’m being honest, I started getting hard. 
She looked so small, so vulnerable, so beautiful.
I found myself reaching for her, and before I could take another step, she backed away begging me not to hurt her. Topper asked her if she was ok, and she sniffled a ‘I’m fine’.
I take another step, just wanting to touch her once and she screams out. I tried to calm her down, but she just said something about waiting for Sarah and going outside. 
It was then that I realized my chance. For the next few hours I sat and thought about how I could get in with the pretty girl sitting by my pool.
I remembered a special package of pills that I had stashed away in my room and I couldn’t help but think that this was the perfect time to use them. As soon as Butterfly came over and Topper and Kelce left, I went searching.
When I found them I grabbed 2 heading downstairs to the kitchen to grab 2 bottles of beer. I crushed both and sifted them into one of the bottles, swirling the bottle so the pills could dissolve in the liquid. 
I make my way to the pool, and just as I step outside, Ladybug stands. I convince her to sit back down and hand her one of the bottles. I asked about her little break down, and when she took a swig of the beer my heart skipped a beat. I had her and frankly I didn’t give a fuck about the rest of the conversation, but I needed a bit more time to let the substance settle into her system.
It was only a matter of time before she was in my grasp like putty.
I had her in my bed in no time. 
It was exquisite, despite the lazy movements she was very responsive to my ministrations, by the end of it all we were both naked and covered in a sheen of sweat. I had her again the next day, and something told me to grab her phone and download a tracker on it. The third day early morning, I headed downstairs to grab a couple glasses of water, when I came back, she was gone. 
I was pissed. How dare she fucking leave me?
I rushed to get some clothes hoping to catch her before she disappeared. I spent half the day looking up and down Figure 8 trying to find her, but I never did. 
When I got back home, I slammed my door and screamed out in frustration ready to destroy everything in sight until something on the nightstand catches my eye. 
Her phone, I grab it squeezing it tight. 
I would have her again, I just needed to be patient.
When I managed to give her back her phone, I knew where she was at all times, and it gave me some reassurance about having her again. 
When I finally got to taste her again, it was during an impromptu Cameron house party. This time she was wide awake and the sounds she was making, the way she reacted, how she tightened around me. 
What really got me going was her gorgeous face, from the tears running down her to the pleasure in her eyes. 
I was harder than a brick and I fucked her all throughout the night.
***
I had her again, following her up and down Outer Banks ready to spring at any moment, since the incident with Sarah and the crook, who snatched her up from me.I asked Dad to take care of him. But since then I’ve had to keep a low profile. 
Dad said if I wanted her I needed to chain her up, and never let her go.I had to admit having that conversation with him was difficult because I knew exactly what he meant. 
He allotted mom certain freedoms, and where was she now?
No, I wanted Ladybug and I want to keep her for as long as I could. As soon as I had her in my grasp I was not letting her go, under any circumstances. I would not make the same mistakes Dad did. 
It was easy to get a hold of her again, I admit it was pure luck.
It seemed like the other pogues had their own things going on so she was alone most of the time, and I got the feeling that she was running away from something. She was at the beach, and she stayed there all day. 
I watched as she moved around, swishing thoughts in her own head, completely unaware of my presence. 
When I looked around I realized this was the perfect moment to take her. No one was around, not even the food cart vendors. 
I slowly snuck up behind her , and I was even surprised at how close I got before she even realized that I was there.
I held her tight, holding my hand tightly over her mouth and she immediately started fighting back. 
“Hey, Relax, re-” when she smashed her head against my face, I accidentally let her go. 
Anger overtook my senses, as I chased after her, pain and rage pumping through my veins. When I catch up, I tackle her to the ground, immediately wrapping my hands around her neck from behind. 
I started squeezing. 
“I’m tired of you playing hard to get, if you don’t behave then I’ll make you behave.”
I don’t hear any confirmation as we both struggle so I continue to choke her 
“Answer me, will you behave!?”
Before I know it, her body is limp, and I immediately let go at that realization. She fell head first into the sand. And for a moment there is a pause as I’m putting together the pieces of what just happened. 
I quickly rolled her over, and put my ear to her mouth. When I hear staggered breaths, relief washes over me. I look around the beach, and it’s still empty. So I gather her in my arms and take her to my truck. I finally had her, and nothing would keep us apart this time.
***
It takes her a bit longer than I’d like, to open her eyes, when she eventually does she finds herself naked, and tied up spread eagle to my bed with her mouth gagged. 
When I see that she’s woken up I stand at the foot of the bed waiting for her to take notice of me. In the meantime I admire my handy work.
As I gaze at her naked form I can’t help but appreciate how truly stunning she was. How could she possibly be a  Pogue?
Well, she didn’t have to worry about that anymore.
It takes a bit of time, but after blinking a few times, I see that I have her full attention.
“Hey Sleepyhead,” I say as softly as I could, I have to admit, I’ve never been happier. I finally had her to myself. “ You had a long nap, how are you feeling?”
She starts freaking out pulling on her restraints and trying to scream through the gag. I quickly rush to comfort her, the bruise on her neck catching my attention, but I ignore the thoughts that came with it.
She would be fine, I’ll take care of her, and with time she’ll realize just how compatible we are. 
The tears don’t stop flowing but it seems that she’s calmed down. 
“Listen, we belong together, and you may not be able to see it now but you’ll see it eventually.” She started getting worked up again as her sobbing intensified. 
It was fine, no one would be able to hear her, and she’d learn her place eventually. 
I looked up and down her form as she was lost in her own thoughts. 
I could still have my own fun, I straddle her body, and she goes back to her uncontrollable sobbing. 
I don’t freight as I feel up the sides of her body trailing my hands to her breasts and twirling her nipples between my fingers.
I feel a flutter in my cock as it hardens with arousal as her body begins to shake more violently than before. But I use a hand to hold her still by her neck, again choosing to ignore the bruises from our previous altercation, and she finally stills. I palm her breast with my other hand more intensely, before shoving her nipple into my mouth, swirling it around with my tongue before letting go with a pop, and giving some attention to the other. 
I kiss her gag, before nibbling, and sucking all of her skin down her body until I reach the goldmine that is her pussy, releasing her neck during my journey. I start my venture by pressing my tongue flatly against her outer lips, lapping up and down her precious area, slowly sneaking my tongue in deeper and deeper until I push my tongue inside her, savoring her flavor. 
I move my tongue up to her clit giving it special attention, and this is when she begins to squirm, feeling the pleasures that I’ve forced on her body, and my cock twitches at the thought of getting a reaction out of her. 
I alternate between swirling my tongue against her clit to gently sucking and before I know it she's quaking against my mouth and her juices begin to flow. 
I waste no time lapping it up and at this point my erection is painfully digging into my bed. I sit up and rush out my clothes. Slowly climbing up her body, resting my body between her legs before laying my eyes on her once more. 
This time she looked at peace, as if accepting her fate, I smiled and decided to give her a bit of leeway.  Reaching back to release the constraints on her feet. 
She  bends her knees as her thighs involuntarily tightens around my torso.
I hold one hand against her waist to still her body, while using the other, the help in pushing my length into her cunt. 
Up on initial penetration I let go and laid completely into her. Pausing to revel in the warmth of her core.
I was in bliss. 
I adjust the position of my legs, forcing her own upwards, with no choice but to wrap around my body. 
In good faith I removed the gag, and covered her lips with my own. 
Slowly moving my hips back and forth in the process. 
Dragging my manhood in and out of her folds. Slowly increasing my momentum as ecstasy began to overtake us both. 
Her choked mewls and whimpers egged me on as I continued to take her. 
I finally had her, I finally had my Ladybug. 
And I’d make sure to keep her forever.
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Hey!! How you been?!
Also, who's to say that Caterpillar is just some random girl?? 👀
Mom is and has always been a terrible person, and the dynamic between her and Ella Mae's parents are just a mess, but Ladybug is never going to have to worry about that ever again. 🥲
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Ladybug (Chapter 7)
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Intensely Dark! Rafe Cameron x Acutely Aware! Reader WARNING: Non-Consent, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Stalking, forced interactions, Causing trauma, unhinged obsession. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. MINORS DNI Summary: After a fresh breakup with her ex, Kyle, a chance encounter leads to an entanglement between Ladybug and her friend, Sarahs, volatile brother, Rafe, who had long standing conflicts with her friends. However, what began as an accidental hookup, quickly spirals into a troubling situation as Rafe's infatuation takes a darker turn. His fixation becomes a source of distress, as his persistent harassment disrupts Ladybugs Peace.
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You’re leaving the Chateau.
John B. didn't come back that night. It had been around two weeks before he brought home some random girl.
He called her Caterpillar, and she looked just as confused as you, standing there in John B.'s living room. When you asked about Sarah, he brushed you off like you hadn't even mentioned her.
Caterpillar didn't seem like a pogue at all. She looked too clean, too put together. Like she'd never had to work a day in her life.
It turned out she'd known John B. for a while, since that house party Rafe and Sarah threw. You shuddered at the memory of that night. Then it hit you—it was the same night Rafe claimed to have caught Sarah with Topper.
The irony wasn't lost on you.
Somehow they hit it off, and he started giving her surfing lessons. It was hard to believe, considering you couldn't imagine him having the patience to teach anyone, especially a kook at surfing.
Everything felt awkward, especially when he started bringing her around more often. You started keeping your distance for the sake of your sanity. But between dealing with this and keeping an eye out for Rafe, who was unusually quiet, the stress was really getting to you.
Then shit finally hit the fan.
You were lounging on the front porch, engrossed in a game on your phone, when you spotted Rafe's truck pulling up. Hastily, you jumped to your feet and dashed inside.
"Where you goin’, babe?" Rafe's voice echoed from his truck.
You locked the door, peering out the window to see both Sarah and Rafe stepping out of his truck.
Quickly, you closed the curtain and pressed against the door, footsteps pounding on the other side.
"Open up, Ladybug!" This time it was Sarah's voice.
You remained silent, trying to formulate a plan.
"Listen, Rafe told me what’s really going on. I’m not mad, I just wish you would have told me earlier," Sarah called out.
Confusion clouded your thoughts. What was she talking about?
"Come on, babe, open the door," Rafe chimed in.
Why was he calling you that?
With John B. still not home, you didn't feel comfortable opening the door while you were alone.
Your heart raced as Sarah and Rafe continued to bang on the front door, coaxing you to let them in.
Your eyes landed on the kitchen window, memories flooding back of all the times you'd opened it to let in some fresh air.
With fear gripping your heart and anxiety prickling your spine, you grabbed your phone and slipped on the closest pair of shoes before rushing toward the window.
Carefully, you pushed it open, trying not to make too much noise in your escape.
As you peer out the window to assess the potential fall, you realize it might be daunting, but escaping is worth the risk.
With determination, you climb through the window, but in your rush, you lose your footing and tumble to the ground, a sharp grunt escaping your lips.
Ignoring the pain pulsing through your body, you scramble to your feet and stealthily make your way to the dirt roads, seeking refuge in the nearest backyard you can find.
In the distance, a familiar rusty truck catches your eye, but before you can ponder who it might belong to, a pair of arms yank you from your thoughts.
A whisper grazes your ear, and you tense as Rafe's voice growls, "Hey, sweetheart."
Instantly, you struggle against his grip, but Rafe's hold is unyielding, overpowering you with his strength.
"Let me go!" you yell, your voice echoing with desperation.
"Hey!" he snaps, shaking you roughly as you squirm in his grasp. "Listen!"
But you refuse to heed his words, your struggles intensifying as dizziness creeps in from his forceful handling.
"Ladybug!" Sarah's screech pierces the air.
Rafe freezes, his arms tightening around you, pressing you against him until you feel suffocated.
"Ladybug, I need you to talk to John B.," Sarah pleads, her tone frantic. "Tell him that Rafe lied."
Confusion clouds your mind. Did she not see Rafe holding you hostage? And she was worried about patching things up with the boy whose heart she shattered?
"Rafe said if John B. gives him a chance to speak, he'll take it back," Sarah continues hurriedly, "and say that he was just trying to get to you, and th—"
You shake your head, disbelief coloring your expression, before cutting her off. "Did you do it, Sarah?"
"It doesn’t matter," she deflects, her tone defensive. "What matters is that Rafe is willing to take back what he said. As long as you cooperate."
"It sounds like you did it," you retort, the tension thick in the air.
A low chuckle rumbles from Rafe's chest behind you, and Sarah's demeanor shifts instantly.
"Then I guess it sounds like Rafe can—" Sarah's words are cut off by a loud beep.
All three of you look up to see the old rusty truck you spotted earlier pulling up.
Your father immediately hops out, shotgun in hand and pointed at Rafe. 
"How about you get your hands off her and we won’t have any problems."
Rafe scoffs. "Do you have any idea who I am?"
Your father cocks the gun and responds, "Now, boy, I need you to understand that I don’t really care. Just let her go."
There's a tense silence in the air before Rafe releases you from his grip, and you rush to your father's side.
"Get in the truck," he instructs, and you comply without hesitation.
Slowly backing away, your father uncocks the gun. "Now, I believe it would be in your best interest to leave her alone from here on out. We don’t want any trouble."
"Too late," Rafe shouts defiantly.
Your father scoffs before getting into his truck and driving away.
When you’re far enough you ask your father "What are you doing here?" breaking the tense silence.
He gives you a look, a mix of concern and determination.
"I'm not saying I don’t appreciate your timing. You showed up right when things were getting tense. I was just curious," you explain, attempting to lighten the mood.
He sighs, the weight of the situation evident in his expression.
"I wanted to get a chance to talk to you about my side of things and what happened. Now, you don’t have to listen. I just wanted a chance to explain," he says, his voice heavy with emotion. Gripping the steering wheel tightly, he continues, "Then I saw the Cameron holding you hostage and—"
"I’ll listen," you say, cutting him off. Despite the exhaustion and stress weighing you down, you're willing to hear him out. The thought of escaping the chaos at the chateau for a moment is a relief. Mrs. Featherstone had gone to the mainland to visit family and her absence has left you feeling isolated, with only your thoughts and the small garden in the back of the chateau for company.
You swallow the lump in your throat, steeling yourself for whatever he has to say.
Your father brought you to a little fish shop near the pier. You’d been there maybe once or twice as a kid, but ultimately stopped coming around when your father left. 
However, he obviously never stopped coming, indicated by how familiar he had been with the workers. 
He introduced you as his daughter to one of the waitresses, Gia, and she gave a surprised gasp before pulling herself together and shaking your hand. 
“Why you must be the little Ladybug?” she lets your hand go “It’s so lovely to finally meet you,” your father clears his throat and Gia straightens her back. “ I’ll let y’all get settled and be right back with a pitcher of water.” 
Your father clears his throat once more and after a few moments of silence, he stops looking and his menu and asks “So what did your mother tell you?” he crosses his arms, leaning back against his chair. “In terms of what happened, I mean.”
“She said, you left us when you found out that she had been unfaithful.” you were going to leave the sentence at that, but you allowed your tongue to slip “Which I thought was weird considering you had been unfaithful while she was pregnant with me, but everyone is allowed their choices right?”
He made a face, but before he could say anything else Gia came back with a pitcher of water and two glasses.
Its quiet while she pours, but the silence is disturbed when she asks you and your father for your orders. You get a plain burger, and your father gets the house special catfish. 
When Gia leaves, its quiet again, before your father breaks the silence.
"I never cheated on your mom," he insists.
You give him a skeptical look.
"And you didn't just up and leave," you shoot back, rolling your eyes and taking a sip of water.
"I'm telling you the truth," he persists.
Meeting his gaze, you see sincerity in his eyes.
He sighs, running a hand over his beard.
“She thought I had cheated on her with an old friend, and started spreading rumors about us across the town. In actuality, I was just trying to get her away from an abusive situation, and because of your mothers inability to communicate, he found her again.”
Thi was news to you.
"When I first found out about your mom's affair, you were about 8. I tried to make it work, really did. But when you turned 12, she dropped a bomb on me: I wasn't even your real dad."
It felt like a gut punch. "What?" you blurted out.
"She'd been seeing this other guy, promising to leave his family for her. She spilled the beans when she thought she had a shot with him," he explains, sadness clouding his expression. "Turns out, she'd been stepping out on me the whole marriage, and you... well, you're the product of that mess. That's why I left."
Your world feels like it's crumbling even more.
"When she realized her plan wasn't working, she tried to take it all back. But I couldn't let her keep playing games," he continues, his gaze heavy with regret. "The only thing I regret is leaving you behind."
Your heart aches. "Who was he?" you manage to ask.
He hesitates before answering. "Jeff."
Your mind races, but only one Jeff comes to mind. "Ella Mae's dad." He nods.
"Do they know?" you asked, hoping you weren't alone in the dark. "Ella Mae? Her mom? Do they know?"
"I'm sure they do."
You felt like a loser, pathetic, Juvenile. How could your mother do this? Then all the knowledge of who she was, and what she’s been hit you all at once. 
Of course this was something she would do, why the hell were you surprised.
"Now, I don't want to add any more anxiety, but after what I saw today, it's important that you know."
God, what else could there be?
"The woman I was helping get out of that abusive situation was Rafe's mother."
"Rose?" you ask.
"No, his birth mother," he clarifies, crossing his arms over the table to give you his full attention. "Ward was smitten with her for the longest time, and when he finally got his hands on her, he refused to let her go."
"You're kidding."
"Nope. She got away for a while, but he eventually caught up to her. When he came back empty-handed, I fear that maybe he had done something bad," he starts, rubbing his beard again. "When he married Rose, it only confirmed my suspicions."
"What makes you say that?" you ask.
"Well, Ward was completely obsessed with her. He refused to let go of her, then one day out of the blue, he just stops?"
You look around the empty dining area and wonder to yourself how you managed to get into this mess.
"It seems like the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree."
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BROOOOOOOOOOO
Sarah wtf is your homewrecking ways has to do with me babe 🤨🤨
Rafe 🤝ward = being obsessed with bad bitches
Ella mae you will never be me gurl 💅
I wonder if ella maes dad has a preference for reader instead of ella mae? Like did he care for us more than normal or not thats why she hates us sm.
Excited for the next one!!
Im loving this reaction, lol. As for Ward and Rafe, as previously stated, 'The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Ella Mae is just bitter.
I will say that her father never got to reap the consequences of his actions, and still doesn't 👀. And Ladybug doesn't have to live with that.
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Ladybug (Chapter 7)
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Intensely Dark! Rafe Cameron x Acutely Aware! Reader WARNING: Non-Consent, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Stalking, forced interactions, Causing trauma, unhinged obsession. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. MINORS DNI Summary: After a fresh breakup with her ex, Kyle, a chance encounter leads to an entanglement between Ladybug and her friend, Sarahs, volatile brother, Rafe, who had long standing conflicts with her friends. However, what began as an accidental hookup, quickly spirals into a troubling situation as Rafe's infatuation takes a darker turn. His fixation becomes a source of distress, as his persistent harassment disrupts Ladybugs Peace.
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You’re leaving the Chateau.
John B. didn't come back that night. It had been around two weeks before he brought home some random girl.
He called her Caterpillar, and she looked just as confused as you, standing there in John B.'s living room. When you asked about Sarah, he brushed you off like you hadn't even mentioned her.
Caterpillar didn't seem like a pogue at all. She looked too clean, too put together. Like she'd never had to work a day in her life.
It turned out she'd known John B. for a while, since that house party Rafe and Sarah threw. You shuddered at the memory of that night. Then it hit you—it was the same night Rafe claimed to have caught Sarah with Topper.
The irony wasn't lost on you.
Somehow they hit it off, and he started giving her surfing lessons. It was hard to believe, considering you couldn't imagine him having the patience to teach anyone, especially a kook at surfing.
Everything felt awkward, especially when he started bringing her around more often. You started keeping your distance for the sake of your sanity. But between dealing with this and keeping an eye out for Rafe, who was unusually quiet, the stress was really getting to you.
Then shit finally hit the fan.
You were lounging on the front porch, engrossed in a game on your phone, when you spotted Rafe's truck pulling up. Hastily, you jumped to your feet and dashed inside.
"Where you goin’, babe?" Rafe's voice echoed from his truck.
You locked the door, peering out the window to see both Sarah and Rafe stepping out of his truck.
Quickly, you closed the curtain and pressed against the door, footsteps pounding on the other side.
"Open up, Ladybug!" This time it was Sarah's voice.
You remained silent, trying to formulate a plan.
"Listen, Rafe told me what’s really going on. I’m not mad, I just wish you would have told me earlier," Sarah called out.
Confusion clouded your thoughts. What was she talking about?
"Come on, babe, open the door," Rafe chimed in.
Why was he calling you that?
With John B. still not home, you didn't feel comfortable opening the door while you were alone.
Your heart raced as Sarah and Rafe continued to bang on the front door, coaxing you to let them in.
Your eyes landed on the kitchen window, memories flooding back of all the times you'd opened it to let in some fresh air.
With fear gripping your heart and anxiety prickling your spine, you grabbed your phone and slipped on the closest pair of shoes before rushing toward the window.
Carefully, you pushed it open, trying not to make too much noise in your escape.
As you peer out the window to assess the potential fall, you realize it might be daunting, but escaping is worth the risk.
With determination, you climb through the window, but in your rush, you lose your footing and tumble to the ground, a sharp grunt escaping your lips.
Ignoring the pain pulsing through your body, you scramble to your feet and stealthily make your way to the dirt roads, seeking refuge in the nearest backyard you can find.
In the distance, a familiar rusty truck catches your eye, but before you can ponder who it might belong to, a pair of arms yank you from your thoughts.
A whisper grazes your ear, and you tense as Rafe's voice growls, "Hey, sweetheart."
Instantly, you struggle against his grip, but Rafe's hold is unyielding, overpowering you with his strength.
"Let me go!" you yell, your voice echoing with desperation.
"Hey!" he snaps, shaking you roughly as you squirm in his grasp. "Listen!"
But you refuse to heed his words, your struggles intensifying as dizziness creeps in from his forceful handling.
"Ladybug!" Sarah's screech pierces the air.
Rafe freezes, his arms tightening around you, pressing you against him until you feel suffocated.
"Ladybug, I need you to talk to John B.," Sarah pleads, her tone frantic. "Tell him that Rafe lied."
Confusion clouds your mind. Did she not see Rafe holding you hostage? And she was worried about patching things up with the boy whose heart she shattered?
"Rafe said if John B. gives him a chance to speak, he'll take it back," Sarah continues hurriedly, "and say that he was just trying to get to you, and th—"
You shake your head, disbelief coloring your expression, before cutting her off. "Did you do it, Sarah?"
"It doesn’t matter," she deflects, her tone defensive. "What matters is that Rafe is willing to take back what he said. As long as you cooperate."
"It sounds like you did it," you retort, the tension thick in the air.
A low chuckle rumbles from Rafe's chest behind you, and Sarah's demeanor shifts instantly.
"Then I guess it sounds like Rafe can—" Sarah's words are cut off by a loud beep.
All three of you look up to see the old rusty truck you spotted earlier pulling up.
Your father immediately hops out, shotgun in hand and pointed at Rafe. 
"How about you get your hands off her and we won’t have any problems."
Rafe scoffs. "Do you have any idea who I am?"
Your father cocks the gun and responds, "Now, boy, I need you to understand that I don’t really care. Just let her go."
There's a tense silence in the air before Rafe releases you from his grip, and you rush to your father's side.
"Get in the truck," he instructs, and you comply without hesitation.
Slowly backing away, your father uncocks the gun. "Now, I believe it would be in your best interest to leave her alone from here on out. We don’t want any trouble."
"Too late," Rafe shouts defiantly.
Your father scoffs before getting into his truck and driving away.
When you’re far enough you ask your father "What are you doing here?" breaking the tense silence.
He gives you a look, a mix of concern and determination.
"I'm not saying I don’t appreciate your timing. You showed up right when things were getting tense. I was just curious," you explain, attempting to lighten the mood.
He sighs, the weight of the situation evident in his expression.
"I wanted to get a chance to talk to you about my side of things and what happened. Now, you don’t have to listen. I just wanted a chance to explain," he says, his voice heavy with emotion. Gripping the steering wheel tightly, he continues, "Then I saw the Cameron holding you hostage and—"
"I’ll listen," you say, cutting him off. Despite the exhaustion and stress weighing you down, you're willing to hear him out. The thought of escaping the chaos at the chateau for a moment is a relief. Mrs. Featherstone had gone to the mainland to visit family and her absence has left you feeling isolated, with only your thoughts and the small garden in the back of the chateau for company.
You swallow the lump in your throat, steeling yourself for whatever he has to say.
Your father brought you to a little fish shop near the pier. You’d been there maybe once or twice as a kid, but ultimately stopped coming around when your father left. 
However, he obviously never stopped coming, indicated by how familiar he had been with the workers. 
He introduced you as his daughter to one of the waitresses, Gia, and she gave a surprised gasp before pulling herself together and shaking your hand. 
“Why you must be the little Ladybug?” she lets your hand go “It’s so lovely to finally meet you,” your father clears his throat and Gia straightens her back. “ I’ll let y’all get settled and be right back with a pitcher of water.” 
Your father clears his throat once more and after a few moments of silence, he stops looking and his menu and asks “So what did your mother tell you?” he crosses his arms, leaning back against his chair. “In terms of what happened, I mean.”
“She said, you left us when you found out that she had been unfaithful.” you were going to leave the sentence at that, but you allowed your tongue to slip “Which I thought was weird considering you had been unfaithful while she was pregnant with me, but everyone is allowed their choices right?”
He made a face, but before he could say anything else Gia came back with a pitcher of water and two glasses.
Its quiet while she pours, but the silence is disturbed when she asks you and your father for your orders. You get a plain burger, and your father gets the house special catfish. 
When Gia leaves, its quiet again, before your father breaks the silence.
"I never cheated on your mom," he insists.
You give him a skeptical look.
"And you didn't just up and leave," you shoot back, rolling your eyes and taking a sip of water.
"I'm telling you the truth," he persists.
Meeting his gaze, you see sincerity in his eyes.
He sighs, running a hand over his beard.
“She thought I had cheated on her with an old friend, and started spreading rumors about us across the town. In actuality, I was just trying to get her away from an abusive situation, and because of your mothers inability to communicate, he found her again.”
Thi was news to you.
"When I first found out about your mom's affair, you were about 8. I tried to make it work, really did. But when you turned 12, she dropped a bomb on me: I wasn't even your real dad."
It felt like a gut punch. "What?" you blurted out.
"She'd been seeing this other guy, promising to leave his family for her. She spilled the beans when she thought she had a shot with him," he explains, sadness clouding his expression. "Turns out, she'd been stepping out on me the whole marriage, and you... well, you're the product of that mess. That's why I left."
Your world feels like it's crumbling even more.
"When she realized her plan wasn't working, she tried to take it all back. But I couldn't let her keep playing games," he continues, his gaze heavy with regret. "The only thing I regret is leaving you behind."
Your heart aches. "Who was he?" you manage to ask.
He hesitates before answering. "Jeff."
Your mind races, but only one Jeff comes to mind. "Ella Mae's dad." He nods.
"Do they know?" you asked, hoping you weren't alone in the dark. "Ella Mae? Her mom? Do they know?"
"I'm sure they do."
You felt like a loser, pathetic, Juvenile. How could your mother do this? Then all the knowledge of who she was, and what she’s been hit you all at once. 
Of course this was something she would do, why the hell were you surprised.
"Now, I don't want to add any more anxiety, but after what I saw today, it's important that you know."
God, what else could there be?
"The woman I was helping get out of that abusive situation was Rafe's mother."
"Rose?" you ask.
"No, his birth mother," he clarifies, crossing his arms over the table to give you his full attention. "Ward was smitten with her for the longest time, and when he finally got his hands on her, he refused to let her go."
"You're kidding."
"Nope. She got away for a while, but he eventually caught up to her. When he came back empty-handed, I fear that maybe he had done something bad," he starts, rubbing his beard again. "When he married Rose, it only confirmed my suspicions."
"What makes you say that?" you ask.
"Well, Ward was completely obsessed with her. He refused to let go of her, then one day out of the blue, he just stops?"
You look around the empty dining area and wonder to yourself how you managed to get into this mess.
"It seems like the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree."
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hiii i hope ur keeping well feel free not to answer i dont want to be rude or a bother but are you continuing ladybug ? x
Yes, I will be continuing ladybug, I'm actually posting a chapter this Sunday, I just ended up getting sidetracked by my other projects, I kinda left it in the dark. lol 😂💗
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your psa is so funny but SO REAL dhdjs
Lol right?!! 😆 These Bums are dangerous they will waste your time and won't feel bad about it 😆 😂 🤣
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PSA for anybody out there
Do not Stay with the Bum,
Do not date the Bum,
Do not marry the Bum,
Don't have kids with a Bum,
The Bums in fiction are not the same as the Bums in real life.
Please I beg of you for your own sanity, as soon as you see those red flags
LEAVE THE BUM!
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You've hit the nail on the head at so many points, and you're completely right about Ward having any and all intentions of protecting the familys reputation, he does not give a fudge about Ladybug and her well being.
Also the whole Topper cheating on Butterfly with Sarah is heartbreaking, and we'll definitely get deeper into what happened with Topper and Butterfly in their own series.
Don't worry about John B. too much. Things are actually playing into his favor, Topper is actually the farthest thing from his mind.
Im still out here loving your reviews though. And sorry for the month long hiatus.
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Ladybug (Chapter 6)
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Intensely Dark! Rafe Cameron x Acutely Aware! Reader WARNING: Non-Consent, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Stalking, forced interactions, Causing trauma, unhinged obsession. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. MINORS DNI Summary: After a fresh breakup with her ex, Kyle, a chance encounter leads to an entanglement between Ladybug and her friend, Sarahs, volatile brother, Rafe, who had long standing conflicts with her friends. However, what began as an accidental hookup, quickly spirals into a troubling situation as Rafe's infatuation takes a darker turn. His fixation becomes a source of distress, as his persistent harassment disrupts Ladybugs Peace.
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You were nervous, your hands were shaking, you had sweat on your brow, and it felt like you had a swarm of bugs playing an intense game of rugby in your stomach. 
You were going to see Ward Cameron, he wanted to meet with you and discuss the ‘trouble’ Rafe had been causing you as of late. Or at least thats how he stated it over the phone. Sarah had given him your number so that he could get in touch and figure out what day would best work for this meeting. 
At first you wanted to meet in a more public setting. Mr.Cameron insisted it would look offputting, but you didn’t budge until he absolutely promised you that Rafe would not be there. So you agreed, you had to at least try to get Rafe off your back. Ignoring Ward could lead to Rafe exhibiting more severe behavior, and you just wanted all of it to stop.
As you walk up to the mansion the first thing you notice is that Rafe’s truck is missing, which was a good start. But then you noticed Sarah’s own vehicle was missing and you felt your stomach drop a bit.
You were hoping to have some kind of support system as you faced the dragon, and were quite excited when she told you that she was home this morning. But you’d guessed she must have left on your way over. You couldn’t help but feel like you should have asked her to wait for you.
You could always turn back, instead you opted to ring the bell instead, and Ward was answering the door in no time almost aas if he’d been waiting for you on the other side. 
"Hey, Ladybug, come on in." He shifts his body, signaling for you to enter.
"Hi, Mr. Cameron," you say as you step inside.
"Mr. Cameron was my father; just call me Ward," he chuckles, attempting to make it sound warm and genuine, though it feels a bit forced. You simply nod in response and follow him to what appears to be his office. You wouldn’t really know, seeing as how Sarah had never bright you in here before.
"Please, have a seat." He gestures to the couch in the center of the room. You glance over at his desk, curious why he doesn't use it as he takes a seat across from you.
“So, it has come to my attention, that Rafe has been causing you a bit of trouble,” he starts, and you’re visibly taken aback.
`
“ ‘a bit of trouble’? Mr. Cameron what Rafe has done to be has gone bey-” you’re cut off. 
"Now, Ladybug, I understand that Rafe has become a bit of a hassle for you, but exaggerating the story won't help," he says sternly, as though scolding a child. A growing pressure builds inside you, intensifying until you can't hold it in any longer.
“He hurt me,”
His eyes squint, settling you with a mean glare, his demeanor completely changing from when you first walked into the mansion. 
"Now, Ladybug, you're aware just as much as I am that these are significant accusations. I trust you don't anticipate me idly accepting unfounded claims against my son," he says firmly.
“They aren’t unfounded, he hurt me Mr. Cameron,” you were desperate standing as you tried to convey the seriousness of Rafe’s crime, you needed him to believe you, you needed him to understand that he needed to get Rafe as far away from you as possible. “And frankly, if you refuse to do anything about it, it would be a shame, if word of his actions spread around the island,” you didn’t want to play dirty, but you couldn’t help but feel as though you were being backed into a corner. 
Ward chuckles 
“Try it, “ he says standing as he moved toward you “ I’ll ruin your entire fucking family with a snap of a finger, even that shithead father of your’s who went into hiding,”
“H-How?-” you start, but Ward interrupts you. 
“Listen little girl, the world was a complicated place before you were even born, I’m sure. But I’ll tell you what. I’ll do my best to keep Rafe out of your hair, but you have to keep your mouth shut.” He crosses his arms over his chest “ If you have any issues with him in the foreseeable future, come to me and I’ll get it sorted.”
You expected this from Ward, but hearing him him be so upfront about his position on the matter was still jarring. You grabbed your stuff and began to head out. 
“Don’t forget,” he yelled after you .
As you rush downstairs, you can't help but chastise yourself for your own misjudgment in thinking that, of all people, Ward would help you with Rafe.
It was a foolish thought that you never should've entertained. Now, you found yourself running away, feeling defeated, with a heart full of sorrow and confusion. Not only did you have Rafe's boot on your neck, but it seemed he had his father's support.
“Hey,”
You pause, your hand frozen on the front door handle, fear washing over you at the sound of the familiar voice. Your vision blurs as your heart races, and just when you think it's all over, a moment of clarity hits you. Without hesitation, you bolt out the door, slamming it shut with all your might.
Of course, you didn’t expect to be able to get away from him, but you had to try. 
You sprint, pushing your legs to the max, desperate to put as much distance as possible between yourself and the house. But your escape is cut short when you're suddenly yanked back by the waist, just as you reach the end of the driveway.
“Let go!,” you screech .
Digging your nails into the arm that tightly held your midriff. He pulls you closer, gripping your hair painfully, and forcefully pulling your head back.
His lips find the side of your head and he whispers in your ear. 
“You thought you could get away, but bitch I’m everywhere.” he says
Before he could make his next move, you hear a clang and Rafe drops you. When you look up Sarah’s pulling you away and John B. has Rafe in a headlock. 
“What the fuck Rafe?!” Sarah yells once she realizes that you’re ok.
Rafe managed to get out of the headlock John B. had him in and was currently punching the lights out of him. 
 He looks up at Sarah’s voice, but when his eyes meet your own, he’s after you once again. Sarah stands in front of you trying to protect you from his rampage, and John B. pulled himself up and hustled to catch up with Rafe. 
“Stop it Rafe!” Sarah screech “This is wrong, what you’re doing is wrong, you’re being a psycho, you asshole!!” Rafe finally stopped in front of Sarah and she flinched at his movement. 
“And you would know about something being wrong when you’re out here fucking Topper,”
John B finally got close enough to grab a hold of Rafe’s shoulder, he stopped “What’”
“What?” you echo. 
“I-I, he’s lying, I would-”
“I’m lying?” Rafe asked , he glances behind at John B. “ Did you ever figure out where she was the night of that party?”
He turns back to look Sarah “They were in her bedroom fucking, like rabbits.” He smirks and says, "I was looking for someone and I heard noise in her room. Thinking it was the person I was looking for, I opened her door." Rafe crosses his arms, his eyes filled with amusement as he stands tall. "Imagine my surprise."
“Sarah?” you whispered hoping she would deny it.
Unfortunately you catch Rafe’s attention, and he looks over at you. He shrugs John B.’s hand off his shoulder and gently pushes Sarah out of the way as she stood catatonic at the revelation Rafe had just made. 
Before you can comprehend what was happening next Rafe had your hand in his and was pulling you away from the chaos that he had unleashed. 
“No!” you start fighting back, the interaction broke John B. out of his heartbroken trance, and before he could get involved another voice gets all of your attention.
“Rafe.”
You all turn to face Ward standing with authority arms crossed, amused by the sight in front of him. 
“Come inside, I need have a word with you,”
“Dad-” Rafe starts to object but Ward cuts him off immediately.
“Rafe, in my office.”
You feel Rafe squeezing your hand in his own, but instead of protesting again, he pulls you close and whispers in your ear “Next time.”
He gently lets go before following his father up the driveway, annoyance found in each step. 
How the hell were you going to get away from him.
***
The drive on the way back to the Chateu was excruciatingly quiet, You and John B. had left Sarah stunned on her driveway, and gotten right into the minivan. On the way you couldn’t help but feel your heart break when you thought of Butterfly. You’d always known Topper was a piece of shit, you always expected him to hurt Butterfly, everyone did.
But you never expected Sarah to help.
She was your close friend, or at least you hoped she was, and you had always panned her out as a girls girl, and most importantly she always made it seem like Topper disgusted her. 
How could she do this? To John B. of all people.
You had made it to the Chateu a while and now you and John B, were sitting in his van in silence.
“You ok?”
“I-I”
“If you want I can make some dinner, and we can watch something on our phones.”
For the first time in a while, he finally reacts. He first sighs scrunching his face and covering his eyes, and laying back against his chair in a moment of silence. 
A few moments pass before he’s pulled out of his stupor. “You know what, go ahead and get started on dinner, I’ll be back.” 
Confusion etches your face “Where are you going?, is everything ok?” he moves over to your side opening your door and gently pushing you out.
“Everything is fine, I just need to go do something,”
“Alright?” you hesitantly step out, and as soon as you shut the door he’s off.  You trust John B. you were confident that he wouldn’t do anything stupid, but that didn’t make you any less worried. 
You step into the house to start on dinner hoping no more surprises would arise.
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Ladybug (Chapter 6)
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Intensely Dark! Rafe Cameron x Acutely Aware! Reader WARNING: Non-Consent, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Stalking, forced interactions, Causing trauma, unhinged obsession. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. MINORS DNI Summary: After a fresh breakup with her ex, Kyle, a chance encounter leads to an entanglement between Ladybug and her friend, Sarahs, volatile brother, Rafe, who had long standing conflicts with her friends. However, what began as an accidental hookup, quickly spirals into a troubling situation as Rafe's infatuation takes a darker turn. His fixation becomes a source of distress, as his persistent harassment disrupts Ladybugs Peace.
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You were nervous, your hands were shaking, you had sweat on your brow, and it felt like you had a swarm of bugs playing an intense game of rugby in your stomach. 
You were going to see Ward Cameron, he wanted to meet with you and discuss the ‘trouble’ Rafe had been causing you as of late. Or at least thats how he stated it over the phone. Sarah had given him your number so that he could get in touch and figure out what day would best work for this meeting. 
At first you wanted to meet in a more public setting. Mr.Cameron insisted it would look offputting, but you didn’t budge until he absolutely promised you that Rafe would not be there. So you agreed, you had to at least try to get Rafe off your back. Ignoring Ward could lead to Rafe exhibiting more severe behavior, and you just wanted all of it to stop.
As you walk up to the mansion the first thing you notice is that Rafe’s truck is missing, which was a good start. But then you noticed Sarah’s own vehicle was missing and you felt your stomach drop a bit.
You were hoping to have some kind of support system as you faced the dragon, and were quite excited when she told you that she was home this morning. But you’d guessed she must have left on your way over. You couldn’t help but feel like you should have asked her to wait for you.
You could always turn back, instead you opted to ring the bell instead, and Ward was answering the door in no time almost aas if he’d been waiting for you on the other side. 
"Hey, Ladybug, come on in." He shifts his body, signaling for you to enter.
"Hi, Mr. Cameron," you say as you step inside.
"Mr. Cameron was my father; just call me Ward," he chuckles, attempting to make it sound warm and genuine, though it feels a bit forced. You simply nod in response and follow him to what appears to be his office. You wouldn’t really know, seeing as how Sarah had never bright you in here before.
"Please, have a seat." He gestures to the couch in the center of the room. You glance over at his desk, curious why he doesn't use it as he takes a seat across from you.
“So, it has come to my attention, that Rafe has been causing you a bit of trouble,” he starts, and you’re visibly taken aback.
`
“ ‘a bit of trouble’? Mr. Cameron what Rafe has done to be has gone bey-” you’re cut off. 
"Now, Ladybug, I understand that Rafe has become a bit of a hassle for you, but exaggerating the story won't help," he says sternly, as though scolding a child. A growing pressure builds inside you, intensifying until you can't hold it in any longer.
“He hurt me,”
His eyes squint, settling you with a mean glare, his demeanor completely changing from when you first walked into the mansion. 
"Now, Ladybug, you're aware just as much as I am that these are significant accusations. I trust you don't anticipate me idly accepting unfounded claims against my son," he says firmly.
“They aren’t unfounded, he hurt me Mr. Cameron,” you were desperate standing as you tried to convey the seriousness of Rafe’s crime, you needed him to believe you, you needed him to understand that he needed to get Rafe as far away from you as possible. “And frankly, if you refuse to do anything about it, it would be a shame, if word of his actions spread around the island,” you didn’t want to play dirty, but you couldn’t help but feel as though you were being backed into a corner. 
Ward chuckles 
“Try it, “ he says standing as he moved toward you “ I’ll ruin your entire fucking family with a snap of a finger, even that shithead father of your’s who went into hiding,”
“H-How?-” you start, but Ward interrupts you. 
“Listen little girl, the world was a complicated place before you were even born, I’m sure. But I’ll tell you what. I’ll do my best to keep Rafe out of your hair, but you have to keep your mouth shut.” He crosses his arms over his chest “ If you have any issues with him in the foreseeable future, come to me and I’ll get it sorted.”
You expected this from Ward, but hearing him him be so upfront about his position on the matter was still jarring. You grabbed your stuff and began to head out. 
“Don’t forget,” he yelled after you .
As you rush downstairs, you can't help but chastise yourself for your own misjudgment in thinking that, of all people, Ward would help you with Rafe.
It was a foolish thought that you never should've entertained. Now, you found yourself running away, feeling defeated, with a heart full of sorrow and confusion. Not only did you have Rafe's boot on your neck, but it seemed he had his father's support.
“Hey,”
You pause, your hand frozen on the front door handle, fear washing over you at the sound of the familiar voice. Your vision blurs as your heart races, and just when you think it's all over, a moment of clarity hits you. Without hesitation, you bolt out the door, slamming it shut with all your might.
Of course, you didn’t expect to be able to get away from him, but you had to try. 
You sprint, pushing your legs to the max, desperate to put as much distance as possible between yourself and the house. But your escape is cut short when you're suddenly yanked back by the waist, just as you reach the end of the driveway.
“Let go!,” you screech .
Digging your nails into the arm that tightly held your midriff. He pulls you closer, gripping your hair painfully, and forcefully pulling your head back.
His lips find the side of your head and he whispers in your ear. 
“You thought you could get away, but bitch I’m everywhere.” he says
Before he could make his next move, you hear a clang and Rafe drops you. When you look up Sarah’s pulling you away and John B. has Rafe in a headlock. 
“What the fuck Rafe?!” Sarah yells once she realizes that you’re ok.
Rafe managed to get out of the headlock John B. had him in and was currently punching the lights out of him. 
 He looks up at Sarah’s voice, but when his eyes meet your own, he’s after you once again. Sarah stands in front of you trying to protect you from his rampage, and John B. pulled himself up and hustled to catch up with Rafe. 
“Stop it Rafe!” Sarah screech “This is wrong, what you’re doing is wrong, you’re being a psycho, you asshole!!” Rafe finally stopped in front of Sarah and she flinched at his movement. 
“And you would know about something being wrong when you’re out here fucking Topper,”
John B finally got close enough to grab a hold of Rafe’s shoulder, he stopped “What’”
“What?” you echo. 
“I-I, he’s lying, I would-”
“I’m lying?” Rafe asked , he glances behind at John B. “ Did you ever figure out where she was the night of that party?”
He turns back to look Sarah “They were in her bedroom fucking, like rabbits.” He smirks and says, "I was looking for someone and I heard noise in her room. Thinking it was the person I was looking for, I opened her door." Rafe crosses his arms, his eyes filled with amusement as he stands tall. "Imagine my surprise."
“Sarah?” you whispered hoping she would deny it.
Unfortunately you catch Rafe’s attention, and he looks over at you. He shrugs John B.’s hand off his shoulder and gently pushes Sarah out of the way as she stood catatonic at the revelation Rafe had just made. 
Before you can comprehend what was happening next Rafe had your hand in his and was pulling you away from the chaos that he had unleashed. 
“No!” you start fighting back, the interaction broke John B. out of his heartbroken trance, and before he could get involved another voice gets all of your attention.
“Rafe.”
You all turn to face Ward standing with authority arms crossed, amused by the sight in front of him. 
“Come inside, I need have a word with you,”
“Dad-” Rafe starts to object but Ward cuts him off immediately.
“Rafe, in my office.”
You feel Rafe squeezing your hand in his own, but instead of protesting again, he pulls you close and whispers in your ear “Next time.”
He gently lets go before following his father up the driveway, annoyance found in each step. 
How the hell were you going to get away from him.
***
The drive on the way back to the Chateu was excruciatingly quiet, You and John B. had left Sarah stunned on her driveway, and gotten right into the minivan. On the way you couldn’t help but feel your heart break when you thought of Butterfly. You’d always known Topper was a piece of shit, you always expected him to hurt Butterfly, everyone did.
But you never expected Sarah to help.
She was your close friend, or at least you hoped she was, and you had always panned her out as a girls girl, and most importantly she always made it seem like Topper disgusted her. 
How could she do this? To John B. of all people.
You had made it to the Chateu a while and now you and John B, were sitting in his van in silence.
“You ok?”
“I-I”
“If you want I can make some dinner, and we can watch something on our phones.”
For the first time in a while, he finally reacts. He first sighs scrunching his face and covering his eyes, and laying back against his chair in a moment of silence. 
A few moments pass before he’s pulled out of his stupor. “You know what, go ahead and get started on dinner, I’ll be back.” 
Confusion etches your face “Where are you going?, is everything ok?” he moves over to your side opening your door and gently pushing you out.
“Everything is fine, I just need to go do something,”
“Alright?” you hesitantly step out, and as soon as you shut the door he’s off.  You trust John B. you were confident that he wouldn’t do anything stupid, but that didn’t make you any less worried. 
You step into the house to start on dinner hoping no more surprises would arise.
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Sorry for not updating
For those of you waiting for an update on Ladybug, just know I'm still working on it, last week I got food poisoning and was just out of commission to do anything. And this week and next week are holidays, so to be honest, I really don't have the motivation. Chapter updates however shall commence within the new year, see you all then 💗💗
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My heart is broken.
Your artwork is beautiful by the way.
RIP Andre Braugher
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"Every time someone steps up and says who they are the world becomes a better, more interesting place." 🫶🏳️‍🌈
My tribute to Andre Braugher, thank you for Captain Raymond Holt ❤️✨
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