After his dad kicked him out, Rafe rode his bike to the only person he thought he could trust- you. He knocked on her front door and prayed she would answer- was it gone 2 in the morning? Yes. Did he know she would still be up? Yep. He pounds in the door again urgently while shaking his head trying to hold back his tears “please please-“ she finally opened the door with furrowed eyebrows and a baseball bat. He puts his hands up in defence before looking down at her, she lets him in and closes the door as she turns around Rafe pulls her into a hug crying into her shoulder “my dad- oh got my dad he- he-“ he contained to cry as your stoke the back of his neck “I want to stop- I want to get clean-“ he cries.