RAFE POV

''You're a fucking loser, Rafe! A fucking liar and a drug addict!'' Ward shouts, looking my way.

I pace the room holding my head tightly, tears streaming down my cheeks. Why always me? I try to help my father but he never sees it, he doesn't care about me. He only cares about Sarah.

I clench my jaw so hard I can hear my teeth cracking under the pressure.

''Shut up!'' shouts loudly, pacing the room.

''You're nothing! You're useless in this family, you don't deserve to carry my last name!'' Ward continues. Tears are streaming down my cheeks but right now I don't care.

''You are the failure of my life, Rafe!'' the moment my father said those words, something inside me broke, he crossed the line. I punched the wall so hard that my knuckles turned red. I walked around the room taking out my anger on objects, breaking them.

''What kind of father are you!? Huh?! You ever cared about me!'' I shout throwing objects around the room.

''You only have Sarah in your head, I never mattered! I was never enough for you! I did everything to make you proud of me!'' I walk up to my father, taking out the gun from under my shirt with shaking hands.

''I hate you so much, you're just a son of a bitch.'' I mumble as tears continue to roll down my cheeks.

''Rafe put the gun down.'' Ward says, his voice firm but there was a hint of panic, because I wasn't a stable kid, I was a psychopath and there was always something wrong with me.

''You're scared of me now? Huh?!'' he shouts.

''You deserve this!'' I put the gun to his neck then, looking at him with glassy eyes.

After a long moment of silence, a quiet sob escapes my lips,putting a gun under my shirt and leaves the Camerons' house in tears, going to her. To yn

YN POV

It was already late at night so the last thing I expected was the sound of a knock on the door. I quietly went downstairs, opening the door seeing a tearful Rafe in front of me.