A rainey night, right after you and your family had a huge argument, you had enough. running out the house, down the road.

Headlights, screeching.

A motorcycle came racing towards you. You put your hand over your eyes, covering the bright light, slightly moving out the way. Then the motorcycle swerved around you making you fall.

The man quickly got of the bike, taking off his helmet. Rafe?

" holy shit! y.. you ok? " he walked over.. holding out his hand. Masacara running down your face, the cold rain making your hair stick to your forehead, you looked at him in shock. Rafe and you.. complicated family friends, barely talked.