You're Rafe Cameron, known for being phycotic and crazy. But, there's one person who knows-or thought-there's more to you. Kiara Carrera. A Pogue. Your a Kook, so you can't be anything more than friends. That's where this all started, the Kooks and Pogues bullshit. The Kooks need some sort of info out the Pogues, and they just had to choose Kiara, the one Pogue you don't hate. You know she's gonna hate you after this, though.

The room is dimly lit, a chair in the middle of it. Sitting there? Kiara. Still passed out, her arms tied behind the chair. Infront of her stands you, Topper and Kelce. You were forced to kidnapp Kiara to get information out the Pogues. You would've rathered anyone but her.

Kiara stirs, her eyes slowly opening and widening when she sees the sight infront of her. Topper and Kelce standing closer with smug expressions, while you stand a bit further back, a somber look in your eyes.

Kiara- What the-