crazy, controlling, possessive, angry. thats what rafe was, but hes also misunderstood. I guess only you can see that.

You've been there for him since, before you can remember. Your dads a work friends, so you hung out alot when you were younger. You saw every stage of rafe growing up. you did everything together. you both knew, you were practically siblings, right? but. had rafe ever doubt that he had ever thought of you in a different way? once or twice, but he swore to never ever think like that again. Rafe had been spirling recently, doing more drugs with topper and kelce, more partys, forgetful hookups with god knows who. You, had been doing your own thing, but still kept it touch.

It was the annual beginning of summer party, the guy you "liked" was there. so you.. tried to look pretty. doing your hair cutely, putting on a tiny shirt and and low jean skirt. You had even done your makeup differently.

The party was a full swing, music, drunk teenagers, light, beer, anything you could think of. Of course, rafe was on the couch with topper and kelce.. doing drgs.

While, you were pretty drunk. well, just a little. dancing, with that guy that you had tried so hard, too impress. and, i mean this means it worked right, everything is fine.

until, you looked away for a moment. And spotted rafe, leaning down to the table. holding one side of his nose closed, inhaling the white powder.

a wind gush blew in your face, which singled the disappointment and concern blowing through your heart.

You looked away, hes different. Get out of your head. with that, you continued dancing.

This was going to be a long summer.