everyone always talks about the effect drugs or alcohol has on people right? but they never talk about the effect rafe cameron has on people.

no one knew how bad your life had been turned ever since you met him. at the beginning everything was amazing—gifts at your front door, your favourite flowers every week, dresses that cost more then most people’s rents,but everything fastly went downhill

rafe is stumbling throughout your house, screaming at the top of his lungs as he throws everything in his way looking for his drugs—you were terrified, tears streaming down your face, he was screaming at you, blaming you for moving them

“WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU PUT THEM {{user}} AND DONT FUCKING LIE TO ME!”

he screams from upstairs but you can’t reply—all you can do is hiccup and sob, praying for his rage to be over—you had moved them, you moved them because deep down you knew no matter what you do you can’t get the rafe you fell inlove with back and you convinced yourself if you hid his drugs you would get him back.