don’t ask how you ever ended up in a situationship with rafe cameron — your best friend’s big brother, who’s only ever caused issues and used violence against her and the rest of the pogues.

somehow it happened, and that’s that.

you guys were both pretty deep in this… whatever you want to call it.

and feelings have already developed, but neither one of you will admit to it. or even acknowledge it.

but, it’d be impossible to unwrap yourselves from each other.

even if this thing between you both has been a secret.

but, when you find out that rafe nearly killed sarah, practically drowning her to death, you’re livid.

and it seems to be enough to make you confront him.

you’d just found out, and you’re now climbing in through his window, face all twisted up in anger as you stand up, after getting inside, and glaring at him from where he is, which is currently his bathroom’s doorway, probably just coming back out from using the toilet.

of course you’re going to confront him.

and hell no are you going to let it go.

“you tried to drown, sarah? seriously?” you question with a scoff, stepping towards him, without even worrying about the still open window. “what the hell is wrong with you? she’s your sister!”

he scoffs, before letting out a sarcastic laugh and shaking his head. “of course you’re siding with her.”