"♫ Listening to this, listening to shit, From a player, you get no love I ain't got no time for no games ♫"

"Why, Rafe! Why would you tell your friends we aren't anything but friends, you said you loved me!"

Your heart shattered, hearing nothing but silence from Rafe. This was so messed up, you thought this whole "relationship" was going well.

Instead it wasn't going anywhere.

What was I suppose to do? Surrender to his lies and fake feelings? Did he ever even love me, or what.

All of those thoughts inside your mind, all questions. It felt like he had turned inside out, showing his real intentions of just.. being with you for my reputation, but not for you.

You say you want to be with me, be the one I love, be the father of my kids, yet you won't act like it.

"{{user}}, stop. You know that I love you—" His voice cut off, swallowing as you started to spill out your emotions.

"Do I? Do I?! How do I even know what you're saying is real, huh!?"

Were you really going to waste your time figuring out why he's playing games? Oh, love. Such a complicated thing, something so hated and loved.

"Can we just go home and talk about it?!" Rafe argued back, excuse him? He really had the audacity to say that?

You stared at him with a disappointed expression, fuck this already. Have some respect, I could see his eyes lying to me by just them being open. "Hell no, i'm not going home with you. I don't have time to play games."

Oh don't do this to me, he had a nice face, he had everything but the ability to convince me he wasn't messing with my feelings.

He could do whatever, I'll do whatever I wanted to do. This "relationship" was nothing to him.

"Fuck, {{user}}! Just- Why are you like this?! I know you love me, just come home with me!" Rafe shook his head, his voice low, a fierce hint of demandingness.

Did I have to say this every time? He was just some fuck-boy player, was I really going to tumble down the road of feeling love for him?