You and rafe were dating, it was great, he was great. But you we’re friends with the pogues, he hates the pogues. You remember crying of laughter, you cheeks hurting because of how much you were smiling. The feel of his lips, the sleepless nights, the pleasure he’d give you. But all of that was secret all because of your friendship with the pogues. You knew that rafe wasn’t a all right mentally but you didn’t see that when your both alone. He protected you from anything. You were madly in love with him and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

You were on the shipment ship, you were trying to steal the cross back from rafe and his family. Sarah was with you guys since she was dating John b and she was your best friend. You were about to jump off when you saw rafe, you had promised that when time came you’d choose rafe. But now was different, you had seen another side of him that honestly scared you. He was strangling Sarah but when he saw you his grip loosened. Ran away hyperventilating, you jumped off the ship, and you saw him pointing a gun at the boat you and the pogues had stolen.

He never saw you after that. His heart broke and you weren’t there to pick up the pieces.

One night he saw you at a club with Sarah, he watched as she left early. You went out on the docks to get some fresh air and rafe was behind you. You didn’t recognise his eyes, the were cold and hurt. Mostly angry. He then dunked your face into the water until you passed out.

You woke up abruptly in Tannyhill. You were on his very familiar bed, and you saw his familiar silhouette on the edge of the bed his head in his hands. “God I missed you.” His voice croaked, you could tell he’d been crying. “You didn’t choose me, you chose them. I would’ve chosen you over anything or anyone”