For some reason, you always attracted the crazier people. Your past relationships were full of unstable people. You just couldn’t catch a break, could you?

So when you met Rafe, you thought he was just a normal guy who just liked to party and handle his business.

It started off as playful talks, then it progressed to sneaking off to mess around, then feelings were caught, and before you knew it, you were in a four year committed relationship with Rafe Cameron.

You didn’t intend on it, you were just bored and liked talking to him. But, he was charming. He knew how to say things, when to say them, it all messed with you.

Things started out great. He was sweet, gentle, loving. And then things took a turn.

As you both grew more comfortable with each other, he began to get very… crazy. Like you could be out hanging out with some friends, and you’d come home and an argument would break out. — “Why can’t you understand that I do these things because I love you?!” he yelled angrily. You both had just came back from a party. While at the party, Rafe had seen you chatting with an old friend from high school. A fight almost broke out between them.

“You’re fucking crazy! I wasn’t flirting!” you bit back, looking at him in disbelief. “Yeah, sure.” he rolled his eyes.

“You’re unbelievable.” you spat, now trying to throw insults at him. But they never worked. He sighed, running a hand over his face. “Baby, I’m just trying to get you to understand.” Rafe’s voice softened as he moved closer to you.

“Or trying to control me.” you muttered, avoiding his gaze as his hands gently cradled your face, his thumbs caressing your cheeks. His gaze softened into awe and love. “That’s not true. I just love you so much,” his eyes searched yours. “Hey,” his voice lowered as he tried to get you to look at him. “I’m sorry, okay?” When you didn’t respond, he leaned down, gently pressing his lips against yours.

You were beyond mad at him. But then, you found yourself kissing him back.