You'll Be Safe - Chapter Six

You'll Be Safe - Chapter Six

ELLIE DOUBLE-, TRIPLE-, AND QUADRUPLE-CHECKED THE MIRROR TEN MINUTES BEFORE SHE AND HER MOM NEEDED TO LEAVE TO MEET HER COUSIN AT HIS NEW HOUSE. While she usually wouldn’t have any issues leaving the house in her favorite tea-length dress, she couldn’t help but worry. The massive bruise on her back was still there. The deep purple and dark blue blotches were painful to look at, especially with how they contrasted against her skin. The only upside was that no one else seemed to be able to see it but her, as evidenced when her mom came in barging not even a few minutes after Ellie had run up to her.

im not sure how the storys are going to work out, but i saw posted that you have logan in your fic? will she be with rafe too? or just a mentioned character?

Tagging @instructionsnotincluded bc Logan is hers!

I am so sorry how long it took for me to answer this! Logan will be with Rafe in You'll Be Safe! She won't be active in the beginning, but she will be making appearances as the story continues!

Fear not! Logan x Rafe is a ship forever canon in my heart, as I cannot imagine anyone else with Rafe.

Me to Luke

do you have any snippets of Logan telling Rafe things Luke did that you would be willing to share?

I have one that I can share!

18+ MDNI | Mentioned of abuse, child abuse, canon-typical violence and abuse.

“What about this one?”

Logan’s head rolled from one shoulder to the other, glancing towards Rafe’s hand where he was absentmindedly stroking her hip, the tips of his fingers grazing the very thin scar that sat just to the side of her bellybutton and stretched out towards her hip.

“That was a broken beer bottle,” Logan closed her eyes, feeling Rafe’s fingers trace the mark, “when I was…seventeen.”

“Luke?”

“Hmmm.” Logan stretched her legs out, feeling Rafe shift onto his side as his entire hand slid across her waist, fingers fanning out to cover the mark, “JJ got in trouble at the Stop N’ Shop. Got caught stealing something and the owner called Luke, he left work and went to pick him up, paid for the stolen shit and then hauled JJ home.”

She opened her eyes when she felt Rafe’s lips along the scar, nose dragging across it after, “How’d you get it, then?”

“He’d been out of jail for a few months,” Logan lifted a hand to slide it through his hair, pushing it back and off his forehead, “so he was on edge, basically threw JJ inside the house. I was just about to head to work when they came in. I can’t remember how the bottle got broken—I think he smashed it against the counter, but he had JJ against the wall and I tried to get in the middle of it and ended up getting sliced.” Rafe’s eyebrows furrowed and Logan ran her finger across the space between them, “I’m ok now. It was just a quick in and out at the emergency room. A few stitches and a tetanus shot—told them I fell across some glass on the beach.”

“Doesn’t make it ok.”

JJ!!!

I’VE BEEN A BAD GIRL, TOO!!!

Can we have more snippet of jj and audrey? They always hold special space in my heart since I read it from the very beggining. So I always miss them ahaha

Yes! Here's a quick snippet from an upcoming chapter! I'm so glad you're enjoying their story!

Read Into the Mist here!

18+ MDNI | Language, suggestive conversation, foreplay.

“I’m sorry.”

Audrey wrapped her arms fully around JJ’s neck, her forehead pressing to his shoulder as his slipped around her waist, hugging her tightly. They were both breathing heavily, the adrenaline combined with their argument still working its way out of their systems. 

“It’s alright,” JJ pressed his mouth to her ear, hugging her tighter as the shower steam filled the small room, fogging up the mirror. “We’re both really stressed out right now.”

Audrey inhaled his familiar smell, taking in the scent of sandalwood and weed, her nails digging into the bare skin of his torso. Having just caught him before he stepped into the shower, she couldn’t help but cling to his skin, never wanting to experience the feeling of losing him again. “I love you,” Audrey felt the tears escape her eyes, pressing herself impossibly closer as JJ’s arms tightened around her, “I’m sorry, I love you, I’m sorry.”

“Baby—I love you too,” JJ slipped his fingers up her neck and into her hair, massaging her scalp as he rocked her gently, “I’m here, I promise. I’m not going anywhere. It’s ok.”

“It’s not—it’s not. I’ve been a terrible girlfriend and I’m sorry—”

JJ pulled away, an indigent sound coming from the back of his throat as he cupped her face, pressing his forehead to hers, “Look at me.” She did as she was told, emerald meeting sapphire as he searched her eyes, “I never want to hear that again. You’re not a terrible girlfriend. You’ve got a ridiculous amount of stress right now and anyone else would be going insane. I love you, I’m here, we’re good. Ok? We’re more than good.”

“Are you sure?”

JJ dropped his mouth to hers, answering her question with a passionate kiss, tugging her closer. The sounds of water hitting the tiled floor echoed all around and Audrey gasped as he walked her back to the glass door, pressing her into it, both of his hands moving to rest flat against, “Does that seem like I’m sure?” Audrey nodded, her bottom lip caught between her teeth as he pressed himself further against her, eyes filled with something that made her stomach flip. “Words, Aud—tell me it does.”

“Yes,” Audrey whispered back, her reply fanning across his mouth as he pressed an open mouthed kiss to the corner of hers, “yes, it seems like you’re sure.”

“I told you months ago that this is it for me,” JJ lifted his hands from the glass door, lacing their fingers together before he brought them up and over their heads, pressing them against the shower door a moment later, “I’d fuckin’ marry you right now if you let me.”

“I know.” Audrey’s eyes fluttered closed as he pressed a lingering kiss to her chin and then her neck, nudging her head back with his own, “But I’m still sorry.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry for,” JJ’s hands left hers, his fingers quickly working the buttons of her shirt undone, dragging the material off her shoulders, leaving her in the soft cotton sports bra and biker shorts, “unless you’re gonna be a bad girl inside that shower…”

SCREAMING CRYING FLAILING ON THE FLOOORRRRRRRR

KATE THIS IS AMAZING AND THE PRECIOUSNESS OF JJ AND ELLIE IS TOO MUCH

love the new chapter!! is there any chance we could get a snippet of jj and rafe interacting at some point? i’m so excited for how their dynamic is going to play out

Yes!! This takes place during Midsummers!

Read Wild Winds Here!

18+ MDNI | Language, references to sex, Rafe aggravating JJ.

Tagging @cdragons, since Ellie belongs to her!

At first he thought Ellie was going to breeze past him, but soon it became abundantly clear that she was heading for him, rather than around, and so he lifted an eyebrow, trying to remember the last time they actually spoke one-on-one. “Ellie…?”

“What do you think you’re doing?” A frown crossed Ellie’s forehead and he only lifted both eyebrows into his hairline, clearly surprised by not only her talking to him, but the intensity of which she started with. 

“Like right now?” Rafe glanced around, eyebrows still raised, “Just…standing here…?”

“No, not right now,” Ellie rested a hand on her hip and Rafe only continued to look on in confusion. “I’ve seen your car on the Cut more than a few times, and I’ve seen the way you stare at Logan at the club. What’s your game?”

“My…game…?”

“You’re either creepy as fuck or you’re up to no good,” Ellie lifted an eyebrow of her own, but despise the shorter girl trying to appear intimidating, Rafe had to try to keep his amusement from showing as he realized what Ellie was referring to, “so which is it?”

“Uh…” Rafe lifted a hand to scratch behind his ear, covering his laugh with a cough when her eyes narrowed even further, “...neither…?”

“I know what I’ve seen, Rafe,” Ellie tapped her foot against the floor, “you better leave her alone. I don’t know why you’re bullying Pope and JJ or why there’s a feud, but it needs to stop. Going after Logan is only going to make things worse. If you think they’re mad now…”

“Yeah…” Rafe didn’t bother to hide his chuckle this time, “that’s not what's happening, at all.”

“Then what’s happening?” Ellie asked, “Are you obsessed or something? Because you’re lucky JJ’s been too distracted to pick up on it. Trust me when I say no one messes with his sister.” 

“I’m not messing with his sister,” Rafe shook his head, “you can all relax, alright?”

“Rafe…” Ellie shook her head back and forth, “I swear, if you’re going after her…”

“Maybe…” Rafe took a step to the side, leaning over to place his untouched flute of champagne on one of the nearby tables, “you should open your eyes a little bit, huh, Sherlock? If you’re already watching, you’re definitely not looking close enough.” Ellie’s frown deepened and he sent her a wink when she didn’t respond, “You have a good night, Ellie.”

However, before he could successfully sneak away, not being able to stand being away from Logan any longer, he ran directly into JJ, the youngest Maybank looking the opposite of pleased, his own eyebrows furrowed as he looked between him and Ellie, “What the fuck is goin’ on over here?”

Rafe sighed heavily, eyes lifting upwards before he connected the dots, making a mental note to give Logan the twenty bucks he bet her earlier. “Lookin’ good, JJ. Didn’t know you were invited to this shindig,” 

“H—he’s my guest…” 

“Right,” Rafe drew the word out, glancing between the two as he nodded slowly, “the uniform just screams guest…” 

“What do you want, Rafe?” JJ moved closer to Ellie, all of them vaguely aware of a soft voice calling Ellie away, both Rafe and JJ watching as Ellie glanced between them nervously before moving towards her mother. “You don’t have any business talking to Ellie.”

Rafe cocked an eyebrow, looking over JJ’s shoulder towards the spot Ellie stood with her mom, Anna, and Kiara, amusement crossing his eyes as he looked back to JJ, “Last time I checked, Maybank, I can talk to whomever I want.” JJ’s eyes narrowed further, “And uh—last time I checked, Ellie came up to me. So you better get a grip on yourself and man up before she moves on to someone else…”

JJ took a step forward and Rafe pulled his hands from his pockets, grabbing onto JJ’s shoulders, squeezing them just a little too tight as JJ glared up at him, jaw set hard, “Mind your fuckin’ business, Rafe—”

“Yeah, I’mma do that,” Rafe drug his hands across JJ’s shoulders before he gripped his tie, the crooked accessory bothering him as he adjusted it, tightening it just a little tighter than need be as JJ slapped his hands away. Rafe easily took a step back, smirk falling across his face as he slipped his hands into his pockets, “Make sure you tell Logan I thought she was lookin' really hot yesterday at work, alright? Your sister’s a smoke show.” If it was possible, JJ turned at least three different shades of red, both hands squeezed into a fist as Rafe walked away, purposely bumping into his shoulder as he passed, but before he could get too far away, he turned around and ran a hand along his jaw, JJ nearly vibrating where he stood as Rafe glanced pointedly towards Ellie, his voice loud enough that she could hear,  “And uh, use protection tonight. No glove, no love—bro.”

Literally Rafe in this snippet

Can we get a snippet of angry/frustarted Rafe? 😍

We can have slightly jealous and frustrated Rafe, if that works? 🤣

Read Wild Winds here!

18+ MDNI | Language, references to sex.

By the time intermission rolled around, Logan found herself trying to stay awake, the movie more boring than she thought. Beside her, Amy and Nate had already moved closer, Amy’s hand resting just a little too high on Nate’s thigh to be friendly. Thomas was fully laying down now, hands resting behind his head, nudging her foot from time to time when he noticed the other two getting touchy.

Pushing herself into a standing position, Logan tugged on the hem of her shorts before stretching, “Gotta pee—back soon.”

Neither Amy nor Nate heard her and Thomas just waved in acknowledgement. She glanced towards her brother and his friends, noticing them whispering together and she only shook her head, not at all wanting to get involved in that.

Rafe was still in his seat further back, although both Topper and Kelce were nowhere to be seen. The oldest Cameron slouched back with a flat look across his face. “Who’s the guy?”

Logan paused in front of him, her hands sliding down her bare arms, wishing she remembered to bring a jacket. “What guy?”

“The guy playing footsie with you all night.”

Logan frowned, shaking her head slightly before realization crossed her face, however, before she was able to continue, she spotted Topper and Kelce coming out of the bathrooms.

She moved past Rafe and after several long seconds, he joined her behind a few of the larger trees near the restrooms. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“Are we seeing other people now?”

Rafe looked incredibly displeased, hands shoved into his pockets and hat pulled on backwards, a look that very much made her brain short circuit. She took a step closer to him, hands running along his shoulders and down his arms until they found home on his narrow waist.

“Are you jealous, Rafe?”

“Cut the shit, Logan.”

She couldn’t help but laugh softly, gently tugging him towards her as she looked up at him, the boy in front of her still with his hands in his pockets and sour look across his face.

“I think Thomas is probably much more interested in you than he would be in me.” She squeezed his sides, taking just another step closer as she studied his face. When Rafe didn’t immediately get what she was saying, Logan rolled her eyes, “He’s gay. Thomas wouldn’t want me if I was the last person on earth. You have nothing to worry about. I already told you that.”

Rage exhaled slowly, his shoulders loosening considerably as he pulled his hands from his pockets, both palms landing on her lower back as he pulled her into him, “You're sure?”

“Um…very.” Logan nodded, “I walked in on him and Anthony Reynolds senior year. They were in the locker room and didn’t realize practice was starting. They’re lucky it was just me and that I’m not startled by blow jobs easily.”

“I…think I could have lived without that image.”

Logan smiled, tilting her head up to request a kiss, Rafe giving her a soft one a moment later, “Enjoying the movie?”

“No.” Rafe’s straight face and deadpan answer had her giggling, “I’d rather be making out with you. Why aren’t we doing that, again…?”

“I promised Amy.” Logan looped her arms around his waist, chin resting on his sternum, “but you can kiss me now…”