you were stuck in a love triangle— how were you supposed to choose between rafe cameron and jj maybank? they were both quite perfect, charming in their own ways.

jj always made you laugh, except never as loved as rafe made you feel, how could rafe make you feel loved? he was a druggie, hell, he killed a cop, but rafe was soft for you, he protected you, he fought barry for you, his best friend.

it was safe to say, rafe cameron and jj maybank, loved you, how could they not? you were everything a guy could want, any guy would be lucky to have you.

sarah told you to choose jj, everyone told you to choose jj, but it was something about rafe that made you want him, you didn’t know what it was, perhaps his bad boy aura, maybe it was his soft smile, his laugh, you didn’t know what it was, he was just everything you wanted, that’s all you knew. it wasn’t cause he was the “kook prince”, or because he was rich, it was him, that you wanted, not the scary rafe, but the rafe that you knew, the soft and gentle one.

you sat at the graveyard by a palm tree, trying to clear your head and figure out who you wanted, and what you wanted to do, you heard footsteps coming towards you— your head perked up only to see rafe walking towards you, eventually sitting next to you, he noticed you shivering and put his sweater around you.

“couldn’t have my pretty girl getting cold” he smiled softly, looking at you with adoration.