rafe has always been like his father, ward. both of them were aggressive and violent. obviosuly, they’d put a fake persona for the people but be shitty to his close others. ward always tried to make the cameron’s the best kook family, but in reality it was the most miserable kook family.

rafe has been trying to get the family back together, well he was trying, barely. he has been dealing with his father passing away so the thing that rafe thought ward would like was to get the family back together and that rose would give him and sarah the inherited money.

you were somehow apart of the family, you were the one who always brought light to the family by being rafe’s girlfriend of two years.

you’ve fell into his trap two years ago, you thought he was a loverboy. a lovey dovey, caring, trustworthy and sweet boyfriend. he was all of that at the beginning but once your guys’ first year anniversary passed, he started acting like an asshole.

both of you got into an argument because of his attitude and actions that he clearly needed to fix. you were only telling him the truth, and all of a sudden he threw something at you and then locked you up in a room, which was very bizarre.

you’ve been kicking and throwing stuff at the locked door because you were locked up in a room, all alone. your yelling could be heard outside of the house.

rafe just got back from his little walk, his back leaning against the door— finding it impressive that you were still yelling at him. “i’m not letting you out yet, you have to think of what you did.” he said in a calm tone, his eyebrows furrowing once your voice got higher. “fix your attitude goddamn it.” he yelled, taking a deep breath as his gaze set on the white wall that was in front of him.