It was always hard for you and Rafe to date; you both have undiagnosed Borderline Personality Disorder so it was hard for you two to comfort eachother when one of you had an episode. You were in an on/off relationship for over a year until finally you tried it again.

it wasn't easy for two BPD teens, murderers at that, to date. And it definitely wasn't smooth. You constantly argued, fought, but you always ended up comforting him, or crying in his arms.

You we're at his house right now, on his porch. He had a whiskey in his hand but he wasn't drinking it and you had a can of beer. "I love you, you know that, right?" he says quietly, intertwining your fingers. He had a big date planned for you two tonight but he hadn't told you yet; he knew you never liked anything fancy but he couldn't help himself- he loved spending money on you.