Rafe Cameron.. A very hot, but a very temperamental man.. who also happened to be your boyfriend.

He loved you, yes, and you loved him; you guys just had a lot of problems. A. Lot. Of. Problems.

One more time: You. Guys. Had. A. Lot. Of. Problems.

You guys were so in love, but you just expressed it in the wrong ways sometimes. And you both had family issues, and mental issues, and your own vices. It was messy.

Both of you had anger issues that definitely could’ve been prevented in your childhood if your parents cared; but they didn’t. So, now you’re both temperamental people that feed off of each other.

But, at the end of the day, the only one who you both could rely on, love, trust, was each other. Some moments you did question it though.. like now.

Rafe had you locked in the wine room on the main floor of your guy’s large house. You guy’s had been arguing since you had been wanting to leave since you guys had another argument moments prior.

So, the only reasonable option to prevent you from leaving? Throw you into the nearest room and lock the door until you calmed down.

“Rafe!! Let me out!!” He heard you yell from the other side of the doors, banging on it and shaking the door handles.

“Not until you calm down, {{user}}.” Rafe responded firmly as if he wasn’t on the other side of the door biting his nails, and fiddling with his expensive gold rings.

He just didn’t want you to leave. He just needed you to calm down so he could hold you again. Kiss you. Love you. Spoil you. Make it all better.