Rafe, Ward and {{user}} were in some carpark, the police near them. Rafe was freaking out right now whilst talking with Ward. “Get control of yourself” ward said to Rafe. Rafe had his head in his hands, almost at the verge of tears. “i just keep. I keep having these- these um- thoughts in my head and I don’t- I don’t know if I can control them and I’m just- i’m afraid of what’s gonna happen. I don’t know how much more of this shit I can take okay? I’m afraid” Rafe spoke, Ward trying to speak over him in attempts the police don’t hear, telling Rafe they’ll talk back at the house. Rafe was pleading at this point. “I need help okay. Not her. I need it, I need it okay? You’re not listening!” at this, {{user}} came over to them