#barry realized how truly crazy rafe is

[a-aexotic]

hey so i was wondering if you could do like an angsty fic about john bs sister aka the reader dsting rafe, and then one day she gets into a fight with rafe and he won’t let her leave his house, like keeps her in his room or something. and john b finds out and him and jj help get her out and rafe finds out and is pissed sorry if this is a lot!

pairing. platonic!jj maybank, platonic!brother!john b routledge x fem!reader x rafe cameron requested? yes no

warnings. mentions of getting high/drink, an arugement, description of a fight but pretty much angst to fluff!

summary. when rafe gets high, he gets paranoid about y/n's friendship with barry's friend and traps you in his room. john b and jj come to the rescue.

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You had no idea how you ended up in this mess with Rafe. It started off with a smoke with his friends at the beach and now, it's escalated to Rafe and you arguing in his room.

You were usually the responsible one, always making sure everything is in order and everyone's fine, so how did you end up in this mess? John B was going to kill you when he finds out.

"Rafe, it was nothing, seriously!" You were angry at that point, the entire drive to his house had been him just screaming at you incoherently about cheating?

Rafe was shaking at that point, his eyes were red and you could tell he wasn't sober. That's something you will never learn to love about Rafe; his awful addiction to anything and everything unhealthy.

"I-I saw you Y/N!" He trembled angrily as he pointed an accusatory finger in your face. "With Barry's tall friend, I saw you! You and him obviously knew each oth-"

"From Chemistry, Rafe! We had Honors Chemistry sophomore year, I told you!" You explained but Rafe was just shaking his head.

"I thought you loved me."

You shook your head as you walked towards him, tears brimming in your eyes. "I do."

"Then why did you cheat?" His voice broke. That's when you realized that Rafe wasn't acting; he truly felt like you had cheated.

"I didn't Rafe, you did too many lines and now you're acting all crazy." You tried to explain and Rafe had turned almost immediately when he heard you say the word "crazy."

"Oh, I'm crazy?! Really?" He screamed. You jumped at the sudden yelling and you sat back in the chair as tears started falling from your eyes. He walked away towards the door.

"I'm not letting you out until you apologize." He walked out and closed the door, locking it. You thought he was joking until you had gotten up and tried to open the door.

"Rafe!" You screamed. "Let me out, Rafe! Seriously, this isn't funny! Come on, Rafe!"

After about 10 minutes of being in that room, you were tired. You didn't know how this would end. No one was home; not even Wheezie, she was at a sleepover so you were stuck until Rafe's manic had calmed down. You wanted to call someone but you left your purse in Rafe's car.

You thought you were done for until you heard a van pull up. You looked outside to see the Twinkie and you let out a breath of relief - John B was going to help you get out. Until you realized that Rafe was still home and John B was most likely very angry.

"Shit," you mumbled to yourself.

You saw JJ and John B exit the car and you didn't know how to prevent all of them from getting hurt; you would usually just make sure that all of them weren't near each other or draw the other one away, but how could you do that if you were locked in a room.

You then heard some banging at the door. You prayed to every higher power you knew to make sure all three of them don't get too seriously hurt. You didn't want to spend the rest of this godforsaken night in the ER.

You couldn't really make out anything they were saying downstairs but they were shouting. Then you heard one loud crash and some running upstairs.

You heard the door unlock and your heart jumped. The door revealed JJ and a very angry John B.

"What the hell, Y/N!" John B shouted as he sighed disappointedly. "Stay away from Rafe, I said. He's crazy, I said. He's an actual psychopath who will hurt you, I said. And what did you do-"

Before he could continue, you went up to John B and embraced him tightly. You were crying into his shirt; the fact that you weren't completely sober didn't help either. John B was shocked. He'd never seen you cry so hard in your life. You were usually the one to be the rock.

He held you tightly, putting his head on top of yours as JJ watched sympathetically.

"I love him, John B." You managed to choke out. "I swear, it's just when he's high."

JJ shook his head. "Y/N, he's just not a good guy."

You pulled away from John B, wiping your tears. "What'd you guys do?"

"Just gave him a good punch. He's passed out." JJ responded as Joh B nodded. "Let's get out of here before the beast awakens."

John B hit his arm as warning before getting a small, "Too soon, sorry."

John B put his arm around your shoulders comfortingly as you guys walked to the Twinkie. The drive home was pretty quiet but you got some answers.

John B was calling you and you hadn't answered but that wasn't like you at all and he knew something was wrong. He called it 'brother intuition.'

You didn't care what it was, you were just grateful they came and helped you. You were grateful to have such good friends.

[obxlife]

One Thing Right (Rafe x Reader)

A/N: Okay so first of all, I love Rafe. I think he’s one of the best and most complicated characters by faaaar. So I was going to write a Rafe fic eventually, but I received a message that made me say Fuck it and start writing right away. Also, I decided to use the lyrics of the song One Thing Right (Marshmello & Kane Brown) to write this soooo yeah.

Pairing: Rafe x Reader

Request: literally anything Rafe I will read it (not really a request but this is the exact message I got that made me want to write a Rafe fic)

Summary: Mainly about your relationship with Rafe and its dynamic.

Warnings: Drug use, sex, fighting, mentions of murder, swearing

ONE THING RIGHT

I’ve cheated and I’ve lied

I’ve broken down and I’ve cried

I've got nothing to hide no more

You walked into the Cameron’s house expecting to see Rafe waiting for you on the stairs as he usually did. You had been dating for over a year, and every time Rafe would send you a message asking you to hang out, he would wait on his stairs until you arrived. 

However, this time he wasn’t there. 

You could also hear muffled screams coming from the upper floors of the house, and as you walked up, you realized they came from Ward’s office. 

“What are you even doing with your life, Rafe?” you heard him scream at your boyfriend. “Where are the generators? Huh?”

You couldn’t hear Rafe’s replies, so you left the office door behind and turned towards his room. Once inside, you sat upon his king-sized bed waiting for his arrival. 

Only a couple of minutes later did he walk in. There were tears brimming his lash line, and he froze once he saw you. 

“I forgot you were coming over,” he said, wiping his eyes on the back of his hands.

“Yeah, I guessed as much,” you replied. “What was all the screaming about?”

“Just drop it, Y/N,” he tried to brush it off.

This had been occurring for a while now, where you asked Rafe a question and he would try to avoid responding. Sometimes he would just ignore it. 

“You can tell me,” you whispered to him as he lay down beside you and rubbed a hand on your thigh.

Rafe simply sighed, closing his eyes and turning away. Was he really shutting you out? Not once before had there been a secret between the both of you, and now he wasn’t even talking to you. 

Pissed off, you stood from the bed and grabbed your bag. You approached the door, but right before you touched the handle, you heard a sob come from Rafe’s lips. 

Instantly, you turned back towards him. You sat down on the mattress as softly as you could and brought out an arm to rub circles around his back. 

You stayed like this for a little while longer, until he sat up and turned towards you. He hugged you tighter than he had ever hugged anybody before. He could feel you whispering sweet nothings in his ear but he couldn’t make out a single word you said. 

All of a sudden he said, “I’ve been doing cocaine for a month.”

Your movements stopped. “What?”

Rafe pulled away, feeling how tense you were, and tried to explain himself. 

“I - I tried it a couple of weeks ago, and then I just couldn’t stop. Everything feels so fucking good when I’m high. I don’t worry about my dad or Sarah or Wheezie or anyone and I feel free. I feel no pressure from anyone.”

“What do you mean you’ve been doing cocaine?” you asked, still in complete shock.

“I - I - I just went to the Cut this one time. And I met Barry. He gives me it as long as I sell it. But I haven’t been able to sell as much as I planned, so I gave him the money I had saved. And that way I could still keep buying it.”

“Why would you do that?”

“It makes me feel free. B - but now, I have no money, and I owe Barry, and I owe my dad some generators, and - fuck. I just don’t know what to do. Y/N, I need you to help me, please.”

Anger took over you. “Help you get off of the fucking drug you’re using or help you pay back the money you owe so you can keep buying that shit?”

Rafe stuttered. “B - b - both.”

He stared at you in a pleading manner, but you were still angry at him. “Rafe, I swear to God, if you’re lying to me and you only want to pay the money back so you can buy more fucking drugs I -”

“I won’t,” he promised, cutting you off. “I just need to get back on my feet.”

You sighed, feeling sorry for him. You couldn’t just not help him. He was the love of your life, and he needed you. 

“If you are lying, Rafe, I’m going to be so angry,” you made clear as you took his hands in yours to show that you would help him. 

“I’m not, I’m not,” he assured. “I have nothing to hide from you anymore.”

I've loved and I've hurt

Broken people down with words

More grace than I deserved, for sure

“What the actual fuck, Rafe?” you asked him as you held onto the small bag filled with white powder. “You said you were going to stop.”

Rafe groaned as he heard your screams. “I know, I know. This is just a small fallback, babe.”

“Small fallback, my ass,” you continued to scream. “What are you going to do when all of your money goes down the drain because of this stuff?”

“Y/N, I’m telling you. It was just a fallback. I swear this won't happen again.”

You scoffed. This made his anger rise. “Yeah, right.”

Your sarcasm was not helping Rafe feel better about himself, and he was pissed that you, the one person he felt was supposed to support him no matter what, were angry at him. 

“Just shut the fuck up, okay?” he suddenly exploded. You immediately fell quiet. “I’m fucking trying to get my shit together, okay? So stop being a bitch about it and shut up!”

You felt as if all the wind inside of your body had been knocked out of you from a punch. You felt your heart break softly as you tried to forget what Rafe had just called you. 

Realization hit him once he saw the empty look and your eyes and the tears about to fall. He felt guilty as he attempted to take your hands in his. You pulled away. 

“Baby, I'm so sorry. I didn’t mean that. At all,” he tried to reassure you. “I was just mad at myself for having done drugs again. It isn’t you, okay?”

You believed him. You truly did. So ignoring the pain in your chest you put your hands in his. “Okay.”

“I promise,” he began, “to never do this again. I’m sorry I hurt you. Can you forgive me?”

Trying to smile at him, you felt a tear escape your eye. He brushed his thumb against your cheek to wipe it away. 

“Yeah.”

Rafe, noticing that you were letting him touch you again, pulled you into a hug, rubbing your back and whispering into your ear: “You are so much more than I deserve.”

You stayed still but mentally nodded along with him. You were more than he deserved, but he would eventually become someone that deserved you with your help.

Known to be crazy, known to be wild

Mama had to suffer a little devilish child

Ain't no stranger to the troubles at my door

The party surrounding you was in full swing. 

You were sipping from a cup and you looked around at the rest of the Kooks, smiling and laughing. Their expensive clothes were similar to yours, and you tried to count all of the Rolex watches you sighted. You quickly lost count due to the fact that there were too many. 

Music was coming out from the speakers but instead of dancing, you stood to the side. You were sipping on a red solo cup filled with beer when you felt two strong hands circle your waist. 

“Hey, baby,” Rafe said into your ear. You smiled and turned towards him so you were chest to chest. 

“Hey.”

You looked over his shoulder and noticed all of his friends were accompanying him. You smiled at them as if to say hello. 

Suddenly the song changed and you recognized it as Rafe’s favorite. Gasping he turned towards his friends and began belting it out with them, all the while still latching onto your hand. 

You smiled as they became goofier with their actions as the song continued, and noticed that you hadn’t seen him smile like that in a while. 

Soon enough he was drunk and was pulling you on top of a table to dance around with him. He was the life of the party, boisterous and outgoing, and he pulled you along with him. You laughed and danced and followed his lead in regards to every single idea he had that night. From jumping from Topper’s roof into his pool, to sneaking into Topper’s parent’s room, and to smoking some weed. 

You had been drinking the whole night and excused yourself to go to the bathroom. As you went in you heard some girls gossiping about someone bringing coke to the party. At this, your ears perked up. However, they never mentioned who had brought it. 

You exited the bathroom and began to look for your boyfriend, but he was nowhere to be found. You began to grow frustrated and angry. You just wanted to make sure it wasn’t Rafe consuming the drugs. 

Finally, around an hour later, you found him. He was seated around a table that clearly had some traces of the white powder you hated. He was surrounded by his friends and a couple of random people, but when he caught your eyes he smiled. 

He walked towards you. “Hey, where were you?”

“In the bathroom,” you replied, trying to look into his eyes. 

“I missed you,” the blond said, smiling at you. Finally, you managed to look into his eyes. Fuck. His pupils were dilated. He had definitely done more than a line tonight.

You wanted to get mad, but you couldn’t. The one thing you had noticed about him tonight was that he had been extremely happy. You decided you would let it go for now. You couldn’t bear to break the smile he had right now on his face.

I've been at the wrong place at the wrong time

Chasin' all the wrong things most of my life

Been every kinda lost that you can't find

Rafe was pounding into you as you both panted. 

You had been alone in your house when you decided to invite him over, and things had quickly escalated. 

When you were both done he pulled out and lay next to you. You were still panting and relishing on what the feeling of him inside you had felt like when you turned towards him and pushed yourself onto his chest. 

You snuggled into him, ready to fall asleep. Your arms went around him, causing you to feel the hills and valleys of his muscles that covered his abdomen. 

You sighed happily.

However, Rafe was not wrapping his hand around you and instead was reaching for his phone. Barry had sent him some messages.

“Babe,” he said while trying to softly push you off of him. “I need to go.”

You frowned. “Why? I thought you said you weren’t busy.”

Fuck, Rafe thought. “Um, yeah. But Topper said he needed my help with something.”

He was lying, of course, But you believed him, pouting to show how displeased you were with him. He just laughed as he pulled his pants on. 

“I promise next time we’re gonna cuddle for a really long time,” he said, leaning down to kiss your lips softly. 

“It’s okay,” you said softly, “but I’m going to remember your promise about next time.”

Rafe laughed again and leaned down one more time to kiss you before exiting your room. A few seconds later you heard your front door close. 

You decided to shower as you felt icky all over from your previous activities with your boyfriend. Prodding into the bathroom, you turned the water on and hopped in. You scrubbed your skin and washed your hair before cutting the drain and stepping out into the steamy bathroom. 

Right when you were done getting dressed your phone rang. 

“Hello?” you said, picking up the call without looking at the caller. 

“Hey, Y/N. It’s Top.”

Why was Topper calling you? “Um, hey. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he assured, “I was just calling because I can’t reach Rafe. He with you?”

You were shocked. Rafe had lied to you? Where the fuck was he?

Then, everything seemed to click. He was probably at Barry’s. 

“Um, no,” you answered Topper. “Sorry.”

Topper sighed. “It’s fine. Well, anyway, talk to you later.”

Once he hung up the phone you pulled up to your text messages with Rafe.

You: Where are you?

You: And don’t lie. I know you aren’t with Topper. He called me.

You waited for his reply. However, nothing came back. He had left you on read. 

You fucking knew it. He was with Barry. Again. 

Been the kind of guy girl's mamas don't like

Runnin' with the wrong crowd on the wrong nights

'Cause I've been wrong about a million times

But I got one thing right, you

Rafe was sobbing into your chest. You were in shock, one hand in his hair and the other on his back, but both unmoving. 

Rafe had killed Sheriff Peterkin. He had really done it. You couldn't believe that your boyfriend was a killer. 

His arms tightened around you as he kept on sobbing and you were brought back to reality. 

“Oh my God,” you said as you tried to push him away. “Please tell me your lying or that this is some sick, twisted joke.”

You finally pushed him off of you. He tried to mask the hurt in his eyes that he felt from you distancing yourself but he failed. 

“Why would I lie?” he asked looking down at his hands. They were trembling. 

“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck, fuck fuck.”

“But, baby, it was an accident, okay?” he tried to convince himself as well as you. “It wasn’t on purpose. I didn’t want that to happen.”

You believed him. That was what baffled you the most. You always believed whatever he said. However, you shook your head. “N - no, Rafe. You killed her.”

“Don’t say that!” he screamed. “I didn’t do that!”

You were shocked but not scared. He wouldn’t hurt you, you knew. But you also knew that you couldn't just let him know that you believed him. You had to know if he was sorry, and you had to find a way for him to change.

You curled up into a ball trying to get away from him. Your back was pressed so deep into his wall you were afraid you might fall right through it. This was all an act.

You needed to convince him to change. You had to make him believe you wanted to leave., So you shoved yourself up and turned towards the door, but found it was suddenly blocked by Rafe’s body. 

“Please,” he began to beg. “I - I know I’m broken. And that I’ve done a lot of things wrong. But please, don't leave me.”

Your heart clenched for you to stay. Your mind, however, wasn’t sure it was the right timing to go back to him. He had to know this was his last chance. 

“Rafe,” you sighed. “You’re going to have to prove yourself to win one last chance.”

Rafe smiled and fell to his knees. He began to beg and to plead so much for you to stay that you actually could feel your heartbreaking. 

“Look,” he began, “I know I've done almost everything wrong in my life, okay? I know that. But I also know that you are the one fucking thing that I got right. And I can’t live without you.”

You sighed, knowing that no matter what Rafe did, he would just have to sweet talk you for you to stay by his side. 

“Stand up,” you said defeatedly. “This is your last chance. I know I always say that but this time I really mean it.”

He nodded. “I know.”

“Do you, Rafe?” you questioned. “All you have to prove to me is that you don’t want me to be the only right thing in your life.”

“Okay,” he said. “Yeah. Yeah, I can do that.”

“Good,” you said, sighing in relief. “Because I really love you and it would kill me to have to break up with you.”

He smiled at that, wiping his tears away. “I love you, too, Y/N.”