Rafe Cameron. Douche. Psychopath. Drug addict. But he has a soft spot for a Pogue he never thought he would have for. Or anyone nonetheless.

He would never admit that his soft spot for you was there. Even he won’t admit it to him self. Rafe was not on good terms with his family. Especially his sister, Sarah who is also your best friend. Rafe didn’t like that his father, Ward, loved Sarah more than he loved Rafe.

He despised Sarah. He tried to hate you as well. But it wasn’t very easy knowing that you hung out with Sarah almost everyday, going to her house and he would see you.

Rafe being Rafe, he hid the fact he cared about you very well. The moment he sees you it’s like he calms down, the bad thoughts going away.

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You were at the Deaches Point, just walking around because you had nothing else to do and it was quiet but you heard faint noises. Sounding like fear and maybe even Sarah?

You got closer to the voices and it became more clear. Sarah and Rafe were arguing. Not only that but it looked like Rafe was trying to drown her in the tub of water that was behind her. Jealousy got the best of him.

Rafe held Sarah tightly, his face was nothing but careless to the fact he was going to drown his own sister. You could hear Sarah, panting out of fear.

“Rafe! Stop! It’s Sarah! It’s your sister.” She cried out, hyperventilating.

“And what about me? Huh?” Then he threw her back, pushing her head into the water.

You were running towards them, eager to stop this madness.