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That heat was painful, he had lonely and like he was being burned inside out. Yet after it was worse, the after mass of it all. Rafe's life had turned suddenly from the alpha life, from being expected to take over Ward's company to instead be mated for business for Ward's benefit, to have kids and be a stay-at-home omega.
Rafe hated the idea, the thought of having kids running around. No longer being a part of Cameron Development, just being a piece of meat for Ward to sell off to the highest bidder. It made a rage boil inside of Rafe.
Instead of being the good kid, he always tried to be for his dad, he began to be rude to every alpha Ward introduced him to. Went out of his way to insult them and their jobs, found anything to piss the alphas off. Apparently, one day it had done the trick, Ward had said no one wanted Rafe, he's an unwanted omega.
Topper and Kelce, despite being alphas, stayed his friends, inviting him over and treat him the same. He was even there whenever they got into fights with John B, Pope and JJ. Being violent isn't in an omegas nature-yet it was something that Rafe craved. He looked forward to it, the fights. Feeling bones snap and dig into his fists as he punches them, the flavour of blood in his mouth after being hit back, it was thrilling, another rush in life.
Rose said he wasn't normal, always had since he was little, but more so now that he's an omega.
Being a violent omega began to add to Rafe's bad reputation on the island. Some classmates saw it as a challenge, others just saw it as a sign to stay the fuck out of Rafe's way.
His blue eyes glance over at the crowd at this Kook house party, he isn't sure who's house this is but it's getting trashed, teenagers making out nearly at every nook in this place, some puking on the lawn, some in the pool and most just drowning themselves in drinks. Kelce had driven him, Topper and Sarah there. She only joined because her and Topper are finally dating, Rafe rolls his eyes as he catches a glance of them dancing together like love struck idiots.
A blonde male bump into him, JJ Maybank, "shit sorry Rafe", he was going to question why he is sorry, but he feels the wetness soak into his shirt. He snarls at him before pushing pass JJ to find Kelce, this party is too boring and now he's soak he just wants to go home, he thinks.
But he stops in his tracks, a familiar smelling hitting his nose, stronge, smells like Summer and sunshine, warm and welcoming. He thinks, eyes glancing around-finding that man from his first heat sat across the room looking beyond bored as some Kook kids pass him money, he hands them something in exchange-drugs. He's leaning against a chair, legs spread, a wife beater on and shorts, hair tied up like the first time Rafe had seen him.
"Rafe do y-Oh are you after something to smoke?", Kelce asks him, his arm wrapping over Rafe's shoulder, an omega girl is stood beside Kelce, she's pretty but not as pretty as that drug dealing alpha across the room.
"Who is he?", Rafe asks them, it was directed at Kelce.
The girl answers, "oh that? It's Barry, he's from the Cut, he isn't a kook like you lot", Rafe's guessing she isn't a kook either.
"Rafe this is Sofia my friend", oh the little omega Kelce has been trying to get with, he thinks as he glances at her for a second, but his eyes keep going back to 'Barry', that man's name does zero justice to name his beauty.
Rafe knows he should say hi to Sofia for Kelce, but he doesn't feel bothered, he downs his drink and excuses himself slipping away from the pair and finds his way stood in the line waiting to see Barry. Nerves begin to eat inside of him, his hands begin to sweat, hands shaking, he shoves them in his pockets to ignore the shaking, his heart hammering as if he just went on a sprint from Figure 8 to the cut and back. He feels his cheeks beginning to blush but forces that reaction down.
He isn't some bitch; he tells himself over and over.
Somehow, he ends up standing in front of the man. His alpha, the one he's been dreaming about meeting for years. When their eyes meet Rafe feels a rush go through him, it's thrilling, he thinks biting at his bottom lip. Barry, the alpha, smirks, he looks Rafe up and down, head to toe, licking his lips. Rafe can't help that his eyes flicker to catch a glimpse of the male's tongue against his lips.
His eyes then again meet with Rafe's, as he cocks his head back, "what ya buyin' pretty boy?", he hums, voice deep, making goose bumps appear down Rafe's body.
"er weed....please?", Rafe manages to get out despite trying to ignore how heart his heart is hammering in his chest.
Barry is handing him his pot and Rafe is handing him the money, it's happening all too quickly for Rafe's liking. He wants to stare at this man longer, inhale his scent longer, wants to run a hand into the male's hair. Wants to lick Barry's lips himself. He wants this alpha, unlike all the alphas Ward made Rafe meet none have caught his attention like this Pogue drug dealer has.
"What's ya name? Cause I ain't ever seen you before, country club", Barry says, stopping Rafe from leaving, it's not like he was in any rush to leave the man.
Barry might not have met him before, but Rafe has dreamt of this man's scent and face too many times to be able to forget seeing him for the first time.
"Rafe.", he gets out, but Barry raises a brow at him and gestures for him to carry on, he swallows, he notices how Barry's dark eyes lock onto his throat when he does that, "Cameron. Rafe Cameron."
Barry whistles at that and does a little bow, making Rafe blush, "didn't know I was in front of Kook royalty", he jokes. Rafe wishes he wasn't a Cameron so much, that Barry would focus just on him, not the Cameron name. "Ya ain't as bad as everyone says-ya kinda cute, country club", he grins, a golden tooth catching Rafe's eye. "But I gotta get tah sellin' so get movin' boy", Barry nods gesturing for Rafe to move his butt.
Rafe speeds away, hearting still racing in his chest, he had finally talked to the alpha. His. It might have only been for a few minutes, but Rafe knew for sure he is going to make that man his. Only His.
His alpha.
His alpha.
Even if it eats him alive.
After that party, Rafe began to buy drugs from Barry and more, at every party he'd walk to him and as for anything, he didn't care how much it cost. Then he chose to finally go over to the man's house after the 3rd time he bought coke from him Barry had written it down gave it to him "in case ya ever run out, baby boy", he had told him.
That is how he finds himself outside of Barry's parking his dirt bike, taking his helmet off. he was expecting it to be empty. He wasn't expecting it to be filled with people, mainly betas and the few alphas.
He walks towards the little house, gaining a heated look from a larger male sat on a chair with a beer in his hand, who seems to realise Rafe's a kook as he walks by, he can't blame him for the disgusted look. He isn't a fan of when Pogues come to Figure 8 so he assumes it's the same for Pogues when Kooks come to the cut.
As he walks toward the doorway though, an older male presses into his shoulder, smelling at his neck, Rafe's hand shoots up to protect his scent gland, "you should pop that collar, bro", Luke Maybank whispers into his ear, Rafe was going to carry on walking but Luke reaches out hand gripping at his wrist, tight, a bruise is going to form. "Why don't you party with me? Pretty things like you. Doubt you have ever had a bad boy before"
Rafe wants to laugh at him, he fights it back. A bad boy? Really? He's heard how Luke Maybank gets fired from nearly all his jobs and rumours of how badly he treats JJ Maybank since he presented as an omega. But here the drunk man is hitting on a kook omega that far too good for him, Rafe knows he isn't the bed choice, but he knows his worth is higher than this pathetic excuse of an alpha.
"Get the fuck off him", a voice calls, Luke lets go, despite the hungry look in his eyes that travel along Rafe's body as he leaves.
Rafe turns and fully walks into the porch, Barry's sat smoking, hair messier than normal, he stands up and smirks, "Hey Barry," Rafe greets him.
"Hey, Country club!", He nods towards the door as he stands beside the kook boy.
"I should have worn a wifebeater", Rafe mumbles after him as he follows him into the building that Barry calls a home.
Barry lets out a little laugh, it makes Rafe's inner omega purrs at the sound, "You couldn't beat no one, Rafe", it's the first time he has heard him call him his first name, he likes it a lot. "Ya get hassled like that a lot?", Bhe suddenly asks as they stand in Barry's room, the older male is going through a bag to get Rafe's drugs.
Rafe was focused on taking in every detail oh Barry's room, something to remember for later, when he's alone and pictures how he wants Barry to take him. His eyes snap back to him muttering, "what?"
"Do alphas bug ya a lot like that?", Barry asks again eyes looking up at him, something unreadable in them as they eat away at Rafe.
"Not really", Rafe shrugs, he feels oddly uncomfortable talking about other alphas to the alpha he wants. "I mean if they try, I tend to put them off-They're all just pricks who think with their dicks. Most of them want Sarah", he rambles a little, itching at his neck and ducking his head to look away.
"mm. With looks like yers I surprised ya put anyone off", Barry tells him, that makes Rafe's heart race pick up, did he just compliment him? The pet names, he believes Barry's just teasing him for a reaction, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't hope it was more than that, because he hopes Barry means it when he calls him baby and pretty.
"Getting into fights and doing drugs doesn't make people want to get with ya, Barry", Rafe points out pulling out some cashing handing it to him.
Their fingers brush, he's sure he feels Barry's thumb caress his knuckles, only for a second. His skin feels electric there. As quick as the contact is made it's gone within seconds, making a need in Rafe want. A bad dirty, needy wanting within him for Barry's touch. He wants more of it. But for now, he'll settle for that.
"Yer short", Barry comments to him giving Rafe a questionable look.
"Mm, about that...I was hoping for a little credit", Rafe has money, he has enough to cover it, but frankly he wants to owe Barry money, he wants to see if he can drag this alpha more into his life, more than he already has.
Barry laughs again, amused with Rafe's audacity, "oh fuck-Ya hopin' in the wrong place", Barry reaches over to take the cocaine off of him, but Rafe steps back, making Barry lightly growl at him, if this is his reaction at just asking for credit Rafe wonders how he'll react if he never gives him back any of the money.
"You know I can move it fast, right?", Rafe says looking Barry straight in the eyes, "I'm around rich alphas, betas and omegas, I got good connections"
That seems to the trick Barry's laughing again at him, fondly smiling at him and shaking his head, "Well I'll tell ya this pretty boy, you screw me, it's not just me ya screw', got it? I won't even be nice tah ya. Even if ya smell that good, omega or not, ya fuck me over I fuck you over", Rafe can't help that his body reacts to that, he gets a bit hard at that threat. But it's clear from the look on Barry's face that he means it.
Rafe really wants to know what the alpha means behind it.