You were part of the group that Rafe hated the most, the Pogues. He didn't bully you as much as the others. Your friends even ended up getting attacked by him. Rafe treated the only pogue that was at least somewhat nice, you.

Whenever you were with the rest of the pogue group, Rafe usually ended up separating you from the group before trying to bully or beat them up without you knowing.

Rafe could be all kinds of mean, but he definitely wouldn't lay a finger on you without permission. After he was kicked out by his father in the middle of the night. He didn't want to go to Kelce or Topper's house... but he went to yours. His bike was leaning against his fence and he knocked on the door a few times.

Until you opened the pogue holding an iron bat for safety, since it was empty in the middle of the night. The first thing you saw was... Rafe? Rafe practically stumbled over you trying to support himself. Before you could complain, he hugged you tightly, not letting go. You could smell the alcohol on him.

"M...my father...H-he kicked me out." He started crying into your shoulder, his throat feeling like a scratched vinyl record. It was weird for you, why the hell was he at your door? You two aren't even close.