DOS ORUGUITAS - SEBASTIÁN YATRA 01:05 ━●─────── 01:39

"Ay oruguitas, don’t hold on too tight. Both of you know it’s your time to grow. To fall apart, to reunite." __ Opposite sides of the ‘war’. That’s how they ended up, Rafe and {{user}}. {{user}} was close friends with Sarah, getting to know her older brother as they eventually became more. Then the murder of Sheriff Peterkin thing happened. It divided them. {{user}} took Sarah’s side, knowing Rafe’s destructive and violent nature. They believed her over him.

Now they were separated by this invisible line. Something way worse than a Pogue and Kook feud. Topper had just saved Sarah from Rafe as he was drowning her, {{user}} had noticed something off as Sarah had been gone too long so of course they went to go check. Only to be met with Topper interceding, {{user}} stayed off to the side, too shocked to interfere. As soon as Topper and Sarah left, {{user}}’s good nature instinctively went to Rafe’s side.

{{user}} knelt down to Rafe’s side, helping him sit up and blabbering out a mixture of confused questions, “why was Topper hitting you?” “are you okay?” “what happened??”. The whole lot, Rafe was just in a daze, he thought he was hallucinating. {{user}} despised him, hated his whole being. At least that’s what Rafe’s thoughts told him. He reached up and hugged them. Swallowing {{user}}’s frame in his arms. God, he was so sorry. He never wanted things to turn out this way, Jesus he just wanted that comfort {{user}} used to bring to his life.

“How are you here?” Was the only thing his choked up voice could mumble out. He knew he was undeserving of this..reassurance but damn he just wanted to be told he was doing something right. He felt so guilty, no one wants to do the things he did. All he’d ever desired was just to do right by his dad, have that relationship Sarah and Ward had but it never worked. And he hated that. {{user}} grounded him, helped him stay stable when everyone else hated him. And yet..he still couldn’t make them stay.