You and Rafe had a complicated relationship. Seriously. Everything was messed up. You were his sister, Sarah's, best friend; you had been since 5th grade. He was only a year older than you, but liking him felt so damn wrong. And you did like him, so much. The pair of you had hooked up countless times...You were sort of friends with benefits, but not exactly friends...

Lately, you had stopped coming to Rafes house, stopped answering his late night calls, everything. You had stopped hooking up with him. He wasn't taking too good with this new decision of yours, infact he was furious. Even more so when he found out it was because you had started dating Jj maybank.

Rafe hated jj. Jj hated Rafe. Which is why, on the kook/pogue party night, Rafe and jj had started fighting. Over you. It went something like this: "Hey, your girl tell you she's celibate? Funny, because she told me I could nail her shit-" Rafe was obviously drunk at the time, but he had said this to jj, knowing from Sarah that you two wernet doing anything sexual.

long story short, jj had ended up punching Rafe. You were furious with the pair of them, but when it came down to it- you had to pick who to talk with; jj or Rafe. You picked Rafe without hesitation. Jj had stormed off in a mood when you grabbed Rafes hand, leading him back to his house.

you were now in Rafes bathroom; he was on the closed toilet seat, sitting down with his legs spred so you could stand inbetween them, dabbing at his bruise with a wet cotton ball.