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bapyess1r · 4 years ago

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Sunny Daze

WARNINGS: cursing and violence

Pairings: Rafe x OC

Tags: @desertvvitch

Chapter 17

Sunny’s POV

“I swear to god it’s this way!” I yelled as Rafe raised his gun at me. We’d been traveling for an hour just about and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could give them the runaround. We’d climbed a lot of rocks, stumbled aimlessly through the jungle, all beneath the beating morning sun. To be honest, I wasn’t exactly sure which direction they took. We stood now at the cliffs where I last saw the brothers and looked around me worriedly. ‘Maybe they climbed more rocks that way…. or maybe-’ I was pulled from my thoughts as Rafe grabbed a handful of my hair and shoved me face first against the vine covered wall. I cried out as he pressed the gun to my head again.

“I’m beginning to think that you don’t value your life-” He seethed in aggravation. I raised my hands helplessly as I tried to come up with something.

“No I do, I do! I just… I…” My plea began to fade as I noticed something right next to my face peeking between the vines. “If you could ease that piece off the back of my head, I think I mighta just found somethin’…” I said. He narrowed his eyes at me and huffed before backing away from me, his gun still pointed in my direction. I took a deep breath as I pulled apart the vines before me and sure enough, painted in what seemed like old blood was Avery’s sigil with an arrow pointing to the jungle path. “Here… this was where I saw them last- right here.” I grinned.

“Nadine, be a dear and take a quick look for me. Let’s see if our little redneck Princess is telling the truth.” He ordered with insult. I looked back at Rafe with a light snarl as Nadine shoved her way through the small crowd of mercenaries to peek into the jungle.

“Orca, Knot- with me.” She said, cocking her gun and the two mercenaries did the same as they followed her into the jungle.

“For your sake, I hope they find something.” Rafe commented unnecessarily. I rolled my eyes and placed my hands on my hips tiredly. I thought maybe I could get to him a little bit now that he was somewhat alone. With a confident sigh, I leaned into the wall.

“I’m sorry about leavin’ you at the auction. For what it’s worth, I had a great time-”

“Shut it-”

“But I mean it!” I smirked as I very slowly eased my way over to him. The soldiers around him began to raise their guns at me but Rafe raised a hand to halt them and let me run my hands down his stomach for a moment. “I mean…. imagine if we actually got the chance to finish the night…” I moaned to him with a Cheshire smile. I let my fingers hook into the front of his belt and my hips sway a bit as I spoke. His ears turned a faint shade of pink as he looked at me. ‘Now you have him…’ I thought to myself. He leaned into me as he whispered to me, looking into my eyes with that soft boyish expression from when we first met.

“Yeah, it would’ve been fantastic…” he said in a rather innocent tone before I heard the click of the gun near my head. I sighed as the darkness returned to his eyes. “Not that you’d ever know.” He said with a small smirk before stepping away from me with his gun still pointed. “You’re goood. Had we been on the same side, I’d almost fall for it. Matter of fact, outta the kindness… of my heart, I’m willing to give you a chance.” He said simply as he lowered his gun and approached me. He wasn’t very tall but he towered over me, just the same as any man normally would. I chewed the inside of my cheek and looked up at him boldly. His green eyes seemed to search my face with just a sliver of hope.

“Join me. I’ll make sure you’re well compensated, armed to the teeth, and you’ll get a decent cut of the treasure we find here today. You’d also be working rather closely with me…” he began but I wasn’t sure what he was getting at. Was he offering me a job or a chance to choose him? “I take good care of my team, Sunny. And I could take care of you, too...” He said to me in a tone that was very out of character for him. I smiled at him before inching closer. My voice changed into something deep and hateful as my brows furrowed.

“I’d rather eat a bowl of chitlins that’s been sittin’ in the sun for weeks-” I snapped before the back of his hand came in contact with my face. I squealed as I held it under the pressure of my fingers, shaking.

“You will… show me some form of respect.” He stated firmly as he looked down at me. Just as I looked up, Nadine had returned from her brief scout into the jungle with a bright smile on her face.

“Rafe. She was right.” She said and a faint splash of relief hit me. His eyebrows raised as he looked at me.

“Pity we aren’t on the same side. I’d be congratulating you.” He commented as I continued to massage my jaw.

“Why? I wasn’t the first to find it.” I frowned.

“If we get to this treasure first, no one will have to know that.” He said before grabbing my elbow and forcing me to my feet before pushing me towards the jungle. “Walk.” He ordered me as he glanced at Nadine. “I want teams covering all borders and exits. Make it very hard for them to leave. I’ve got a bone to pick with those two.”

We walked for a few minutes, following Nadine until the trees and vines had become eroded houses. We were barely touching the outskirts of the colony. I gasped, looking around as we had come to a thick brush. She pulled apart the plants to reveal a massive untouched city. Some of the buildings were barely holding up but others were still standing with minor damage. The way the fog touched the tops of the moss covered buildings ahead made it all seem so dreamlike. I could only imagine the looks on the brothers’ faces. The look on Sam’s face... “Libertalia…” I murmured to myself. I couldn’t believe I was actually here. All this time and I was finally laying eyes on the lost pirate colony. I let my mind imagine civilian pirate families walking to the local market, men running the taverns, gambling in the streets, doing whatever pirates did back then. People were walking the same path I was on hundreds of years ago. I chuckled as I realized some of Sam’s enthusiasm for pirate history rubbed off on me. I watched as Nadine and her team stepped out first.

“Shall we?” Rafe gestured as he drew back the plants for me and I stepped through cautiously.

“So now what? I gotcha here to Libertalia. I dunno where Avery’s treasure is hidden. I didn’t catch the details…” I said as he came in after me, his eyes taking in the wonder of the lost pirate colony.

“You, my dear, are now leverage. They won’t get in our way if we have you. I’ll make goddamn sure of that.” He replied, admiring the scenery with a smirk.

“It won’t work…” I mumbled.

“Come again?” He asked, sharply snapping his gaze towards me. I didn’t mean for it to actually come out of my mouth but he had already heard me. So I ran with it...

“It. Won’t. Work. Bitch boy.” I said, audaciously. He narrowed his eyes before stalking toward me slowly.

“And why the hell not?” He growled, calling my bluff. I scrambled for a reasonable answer up until I realized I had stuck my foot in it.

“Because! Because…. Ummm……” I crossed my arms and bit my lip hard, avoiding his rather harrowing gaze. When I couldn’t answer, he leaned forward and whispered low enough for the two of us to hear. His green eyes darkened as he held my gaze, strongly. “I am this close to just putting a bullet in that pretty head of yours enough as it is. Don’t. Push it.” He said. I stared at him, flaring my nostrils. I didn’t dare flinch in his sight. “Restrain Ms. Spurrs, please. Find somewhere to keep her until we get a camp set up.” With that, he walked away to explore a bit. One of the mercenaries grabbed my arm and his comrade tied my wrists together again. I grunted and rolled my eyes as the men led me away to the nearby stocks.

I sat for a while. Humming a few tunes, looking at the Henry Avery statue that towered before me. From the corner of my eye I could see a plane swipe across the sky. I glanced at the guard to make sure he wasn’t paying attention before looking at it again. I knew that plane. It was Sully’s plane. I knew it wasn’t coming for me but still I felt a sense of relief. I began to feel a surge of confidence and a need to cure my boredom until I could get out from under Rafe. If I ever got out. I began banging my knees together and swaying my head from side to side, twisting my lips as I came up with something to say. I looked at the guard that leaned against Avery’s statue and nodded at him.

“Yo,” I called to him. He lifted his sunglasses and furrowed his brows at me. “I’m thinking of a synonym for an alcoholic beverage.” He scoffed and put his shades down again before staring off at the scenery again. I sucked my teeth and whined. “Oh c’mon! It’s been like an hour and a half! I’m starvin’, my ass hurts sittin’ on this cobblestone, I kinda gotta pee, my arms are sore, and I’m bored out of my everlovin’ mind! Humor me for a few.” I begged. He scoffed and shook his head.

“For an alcoholic beverage, you said?” He asked with the same strange accent as Nadine. I made it a point to ask about it at some point as I nodded with a small smile. “Brew.” I hissed and made a face at him.

“Nope.”

“Alky?”

“Mmm…. think big words.”

“.... libation?”

“That’s a really good guess but nah!” I smirked as I watched him scratch his beard in thought.

“I’m stumped. What’s the answer?”

“Inebriant.” I grinned. And he flexed his lip nodding his head. “Your turn! Think of a synonym and I’ll guess it!” I watched as he rattled his brain, tapping his fingers on the hilt of his gun.

“How about ‘annoying’?” He said with sarcasm. I truly sat and pondered answers though.

“Vexing, tiresome, bothersome, irksome, inconvenient, plaguy…. punchable?!” I listed off several words before he’d had enough.

“All of those things are what you are right now.” He told me. I pouted dramatically.

“Now that’s just rude-” I began when I heard a loud bang and several gunshots in the distance. The guard raised his gun and searched around before pressing his finger into his ear comm. He nodded repeatedly as he listened to what he was being told. I leaned in like an idiot, trying to hear what was being said before he gave a “yes sir, on my way.” He walked toward me suddenly and grabbed me by the arm, lifting me to my feet. “Hey bud, you mind tellin’ me where we’re goin’?” I asked with a nervous laugh.

“Boss man needs you with him.” He told me briefly. My heart sped up its pace at the mention of Rafe.

“What does he want with me?” I asked with a bit of panic. I hadn’t given much thought to what would happen next. When he didn’t answer me, my breathing became staggered.

He took me quite a distance around the city, the sound of explosions being heard the closer we got to our destination. He took me through a cave in the mountain that one of the buildings sat on. It was dark and damp, lit up with site lamps and mercenaries were posted throughout the tunnel until we reached what I could only assume was the new camp Rafe set up. There were crates and maps spread all over the place. A laptop sitting next to all the tools and artillery. A beautiful view of Libertalia could be seen from the opening that displayed a sunlit cliff. There was a lot of racket going on above us and dust fell every time a bomb sounded. My brows knitted together as the guard pushed me towards Rafe and I fell to my knees. Another explosive went off and the entire cave rumbled, bits of rock falling around us. Rafe rolled his eyes as a bit of dust sprinkled onto his black tee shirt clad shoulder. He brushed it off in annoyance before walking towards me.

“What’s happening?!” I yelled above the noise.

“If it’s this noisy usually it means either we’ve found something or someone’s making trouble.” The noise settled after a few seconds and all I could hear was the building creaking and cracking above the cave, pieces of wood crashed on the mossy stone cliff. “Considering I didn’t get a call about any new artifacts, I’m assuming it’s your laughable excuse for friends. But don’t worry. Nadine will make short work of them and then I can resume my search-”

“You underestimate just how good they are, Rafe. And that’s where you’re gonna fuck up.” I snapped, staring him in the eyes. He balled up his fists like a child again.

“I hope she kills them both.” He retorted with a smize. I took a deep breath, choosing to believe that the universe wouldn’t let that happen and that by the grace of God-

“Ah! Shit…” I heard a voice grunt as three bodies fell to the ground on the cliff outside of the cave. I gasped when I noticed two of those bodies belonged to Nathan and Sam. Nadine had fallen across from them and her gun slid an equal distance from the three. Nathan tried his best to race to the gun but Nadine brought a strong kick to his ribcage. Sam and Nadine both leapt for the gun but Sam got to it first, raising it as they stood. “You’re fast… but you’re not that fast.” He said, aiming the gun right at her head. Nathan rose to his feet, clutching his side as Nadine stared down the barrel of the gun.

“Sam, just leave her! We gotta go now-” He said as he tried to approach his armed brother.

“Let’s go. Time for you to be useful.” Rafe said to me as he grabbed me by the arm hard enough to leave a bruise. He and a handful of mercenaries ran out to the cliff to stop them. In a panic, I watched as Sam grabbed Nadine, holding her hostage in his robust arms, pressing the gun to her temple as she raised her hands helplessly. He was an entire head and shoulders above her and his arms were the size of her head so it was definitely difficult to free herself. She pursed her lips and tightened her face as the gun dug into her temple. ‘He wouldn’t really… Would he? Not like this…’ I thought as the mercenaries filed out before us, pointing their guns at them.

“Woah, woah, woah- let’s just…. everybody calm down. We can talk this out-” Nathan started but Sam’s sense of survival was too heightened at the moment to notice his brother’s attempt to keep them alive. He was being reckless again.

“Everybody put their guns down! All of you! Now!” Sam roared. I’d never heard him speak in this tone before. The look on his face was something neurotic. Rafe just laughed.

“No.” He said simply.

“Rafe, watch it! This guy’s on edge-” Nadine grunted as she tried not to move against the gun.

“Oh don’t worry, Nadine, these guys don’t kill anyone in cold blood. It’s just not their style.” Rafe said a little too calmly as he appeared from the cave with his hand still gripping my arm.

“You willin’ to bet her life on that?” Sam growled, having not noticed me yet. Rafe smirked before bringing me into the light.

“Are you willing to bet her's?” He said, roughly shoving me to the ground before them. The moment Nathan’s eyes met mine, I began to burst into tears. Sam’s face paled as he saw me crawling on the ground towards them. Nathan pulled his knife and immediately cut me loose. I could hear Rafe’s gun clicking as I hugged him tightly. When I turned to look at Rafe, he was pointing the gun dead at me. “Go ahead. Shoot her.” He egged him on as he adjusted his aim to perfection.

“You kill me, you and Sunny will both die-” Nadine bargained but Sam was too fidgety and paranoid to hear it.

“Shut your mouth!” He grumbled anxiously to her as he shoved the gun into her head again. Rafe and the mercenaries began to close in on us slowly.

“Sam…” I murmured. This wasn’t him. It couldn’t be.

“Not another step!” He shouted. Rafe gave a sinister smile.

“You mean like this?” He teased, taking another step forward. Sam growled as he let his finger ghost over the trigger.

“Sam, put the gun down!” Nathan pleaded but his brother still ignored him.

“I warned you…” Sam said darkly.

“DO IT!” Rafe snapped, trying to call his bluff.

“Sammy, no!” I shouted as Nathan leapt at him. My hands covered my mouth as a single shot fired. He managed to pull the gun from her head and out of his hand just in time, releasing Nadine from Sam’s grip as he gut checked him. He raised the gun, hanging it loosely on his fingers to show surrender. To show peace.

“It’s fine! It’s okay!” He said, tossing the gun towards Nadine. “It’s done… see?” Nadine stared at him leeringly, her eyes never leaving him as she picked up her gun. She gave Rafe an angry expression.

“‘Don’t worry, Nadine. It’s not their style.’” She hissed at him as she walked over to the enemy line. Rafe shrugged.

“What can I say, sweetheart? I didn’t think he had it in him-” he chuckled but Sam curled his fingers into a strong fist and snarled.

“You don’t know what I got.” He said roughly. Rafe chuckled as he walked over to him and did something I never expected. He brushed the dirt off of his shoulders and patted his chest with a smile.

“Samuel, you alright?” He asked with derision. Sam avoided his gaze and Rafe snickered as a darkness clouded his eyes. “I mean… I guess you knew this day was coming, right?” He snarled before taking the hilt of his gun and striking it across his face causing the larger man to fall before him.

“Rafe, stop it!” I exclaimed, lunging towards him but Nathan put an arm in front of me to keep me back.

“Hey! Take it easy! You already got us…” Nathan pleaded as Rafe raised the gun at him a moment. I was shaking, watching Sam holding his nose as he crawled on the ground. This simple treasure hunt had turned out to be something much more dangerous. People had tried to kill me before but this was something different. “You’re a businessman, right? Let’s make a deal.”

“Oh! Oh yeah, a deal? Love to hear what you have in mind!” He snapped, kicking Sam in the side harshly. He cried out in pain, clutching his side in pain as he laid in the dirt, attempting to get up a second time. “You go ahead. I’m listening.” He said pacing slowly in front of us. I ran to Sam’s side and he groaned as I lifted his head in my lap.

“Are you okay?” I asked him, pushing his hair off of his face.

“What are you doin’ here, Sunny?” He grumbled. I chuckled nervously for a moment.

“Whaddya think, asshole? You know I never listen.” I said sweetly. He sighed as he tried to catch his breath.

“I wish you had for once…” he mumbled, his expression giving me a moment of a certain hidden softness but I caught it. I looked at Nathan as he tried to negotiate with the enemy, helping Sam up as I did. Nathan reached out to pull me beside him protectively as he spoke.

“We’ll help you find Avery’s treasure.” He said.

“And in exchange, I let you live?” Rafe asked as he peered at us from the tip of his structured nose.

“Yeah…” Nathan breathed. “That and a small cut.” Rafe just laughed heartily as he looked at his crew before bringing his gaze to us.

“The gauchos on this guy, huh?” He snickered, gesturing to him.

“Just enough to buy him his freedom.” I added, stepping up. Rafe stares at me a moment in confusion.

“His freedom?” He asked. I nodded vigorously but Sam put a hand on my wrist carefully.

“Sunny…” he whispered roughly. Nathan held his hand up to Sam to quiet him so he could agree with me vocally.

“Yeah. He did some hard time- our time. And the guy who broke him out, Hector Alcázar? He owes him a lotta money.” He told him. Rafe waved his hands about and shook his head.

“Woah, woah- what the hell are you talking about? Hector Alcázar died in a shootout in Argentina like… six months ago.” He chuckled before gesturing to himself. “I’m the one who got Samuel out.” My heart seemed to cease beating for a couple of seconds as a swarm of butterflies crowded my nerves. I knitted my brows together and stared at him.

“Excuse me…” I reacted with annoyance, snatching my wrist away from him. A wave of awkwardness crashed over us as Nate and I looked at his brother. Sam couldn’t even bring himself to look either of us in the eye. He kept his gaze fixed on the cracked dirt beneath our feet. Rafe gave a silent chuckle as he looked at us all like he was in an arena.

“Oooohhh….” he snickered. “What did he tell you- Sam, what kinda story did you cook up?” He asked in amusement as he approached him. Sam wiped a bit of blood from his forehead with a defeated sigh. “You lied? To this lovely woman and your own baby brother-”

“We’re wasting time!” Nadine shouted.

“Just a second.” Rafe snapped, giving her a hard side eye. He turned to us to enlighten us with the truth of the situation. “You see, I never stopped looking for the treasure. I just kept running into these dead ends, y’know? And then I hear our dear ol’ Samuel Drake- an authority on Avery- is alive and...somewhat well.” He said. Sam kept his eyes on the ground in shame as he spoke. I only grew angrier as he explained, my lips curling into a snarl as I stared at him. “There was no breakout. I bribed the warden and your brother just waltzed right out the front gate.” He took a few steps towards Nathan, absolutely loving the internal pain he was causing. “Your brother spent the last two years looking for that second St. Dismas cross and you know what? He did it all with me.” He smirked. Nathan shook his head as he looked at him, completely heartbroken.

“Nah… No that’s bullshit-” Nate growled and Rafe just chuckled.

“Sam? You care to refute?!” He asked as Sam continued to wipe the leaking blood from his nose and forehead. I took several steps away from Sam as he brought his gaze to me. If he lied about this, who knows what else he lied about.

“Sunny… I-” Sam whispered to me again, trying to grab my hand but I snatched it away.

“Don’t touch me…” The words left my mouth before I could even think as I hugged myself. He took a step towards me apologizing but I avoided his touch.

“Sunny, I’m sorry-”

“Mm mm.” I hummed, shaking my head as my nostrils flared. Sam’s eyes dropped as he sighed in panic before looking at his brother. The one he hurt the most. He took a deep breath before trying to make his case.

“Nathan-”

“No…” I could see the hurt in my best friend’s eyes as he looked at his older brother like a confused child. His baby blue eyes would always tell me what he was thinking. “No you didn’t…”

“Nathan, that treasure was ours- it was always ours-” Sam said approaching to place his hands on his shoulders but Nathan shoved him off.

“I left my life for you!” He snapped. “I….” He was so angry, he didn’t even have the words. Rafe laughed devilishly in amusement at the rift he drove between us all as he clapped like a seal, witnessing the drama unfold.

“Well look, if it’s any consolation, he duped me too. He pulled a Houdini, he brought you, he brought this slut, and he brought that old man back into the mix and I cannot lie, Sam, that really... pissed me off. But uh… it’s all behind us now.” He smirked. Sam’s face displayed nothing but fury and hatred for this man as he took a few steps toward him.

“You don’t deserve it…” he told him roughly. Rafe stared at him incredulously.

“And you do? Last I checked, we were all a bunch of thieves digging around where we shouldn’t…” he said as Nadine approached him.

“Rafe.” She started.

“What?” Rafe asked, snapping out of his petty instigation.

“One way or another, end it. Or I will.” She growled. Rafe nodded before stepping in front of Sam.

“Welp, you heard the lady-” He said , placing the gun directly on Sam’s forehead. A flash of panic ensued in me. I was pissed at him but that didn’t mean I wanted him dead. Nathan grabbed his brother’s arm as I jumped in front of him, bravely.

“Sunny!” Sam snapped.

“You miss one clue and you can kiss that treasure goodbye…” I said to him.

“She’s right, y’know? You said it yourself- you keep running into dead ends. Face it. You need us. All of us.” Nathan said as he walked to my side. Rafe shrugged with a hum.

“I guess you’re right…. you’re half right. I just need Sam.” He said darkly, pointing the gun at Nathan instead.

“No-” I growled as tears began to fearfully well up. Sam rushed to Nathan’s defense as his finger began to squeeze the trigger.

“Rafe, you’re makin’ a mistake!” He shouted. Rafe had already pulled the trigger, narrowly missing his target and grazing Sam’s arm instead. As he reacted to the pain, he accidentally bumped into Nathan, not realizing how close his brother was to the edge of the cliff, causing him to fall a great distance. My heart felt like it was going to burst from my chest as I screamed out for my best friend; Sam screaming out for his little brother. I saw him hit his head on a smaller cliff on the way down and we were so high up that there was no way of telling if he would even make it alive. I cried out as hot tears streamed down my cheeks and the sound of Rafe’s gun clicked once more. We both turned to look at him, still feeling raw from the fact that we might’ve lost Nathan. His gun was now pointed at me. Sam rushed in front of me, his arm protectively covering my stomach as he gently pulled me behind him.

“Hey! You keep that gun on me. She has nothin’ to do with any of this- Rafe!” Sam snapped as he tried readjusting his aim to me. But Rafe narrowed his eyes at him as he watched him shield my body with his own. “You don’t have to do this, man…” The gun began to drop as a chuckle filled his belly again.

“Oh! I see what’s happening here. Sunny, I have to tell you. Your taste in men? It’s questionable.” He whispered to me like a jealous ex.

“And if I chose you, it’d still be questionable.” I seethed, my shaky fingers gripping tightly to the back of Sam’s dirty blue collared shirt, his hand keeping me close to his sweaty back. Rafe smirked as he turned to face his mercenaries.

“Grab her.” He said, simply and they came after me just as he ordered. Sam turned us to back away from them and to keep them from getting to me, swinging a fist to the jaw of one man, leaving me wide open to be snatched up by another man.

“Get your dirty hands off her!” He snapped, lunging at the man before Nadine approached and struck him in the back of his head with the hilt of her gun causing him to fall to his knees as I was being pulled away. She kept her gun on him in case he tried anything else. I stomped my heel on the man’s foot and he let go of me for a moment. With my opportunity, I elbowed him in the nose and knee him in the gut. Just as I went to attack another, I was met with several barrels of many guns. Mostly Rafe’s, whose barrel pressed directly between my eyes, still warm from the previous shot. I raised my hands in surrender. There was nothing else I could do.

“So here’s the deal Sam. You help me get to this treasure and I won’t put a bullet in your pretty little girlfriend’s head. Sound fair? I think it’s fair.” He said to him sternly. Sam just huffed and nodded compliantly, wiping the blood off his face again. “Good. Let’s get going then. Shall we?” He said. “And somebody get him cleaned up. He looks a mess.” With that, Nadine grabbed Sam by the collar and forced him to his feet, keeping her gun on him at all times.

“Move.” She barked, shoving the gun in his back. He kept his hands up as he moved forward to follow Rafe and I, looking me in the face with a look I couldn’t bear to see at the moment. I was sad, I was hurt, I was livid. And I had a valid reason for all of these things. As the mercenaries zip tied my wrists together again, I turned my head to look at Sam with a snarl.

“You better pray to God that Nathan’s not dead.” I grumbled with a bit of resentment.

“You and me both, sweetheart…” he replied as they zip tied his wrists as well and led us to a room for holding until they could pack up around Libertalia.

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