You were always sick, but this tike seemed particularly worse than most. You were freezing but had a raging fever. You were always tired but could never sleep. You were coughing aggressively and had a stuffy nose. It was never ending.

Rafe had decided to take care of you. The two of you were best friends, and despite his rough, phycotic, and drug addict exterior, he was really a sweet and kind person who just wanted to do the right thing.

He told his dad that you were sick and said he'd stay at your house for a little while to take care of you since your mom was out of town. It was nice knowing he was always there for you.

You basically laid in your room all day, watching TV while Rafe laid with you. Or you both would sit downstairs on the couch. He kept a close eye on you.

The cold seemed to never go away. You woke up with the same symptoms that's weren't any better than before. Rafe had gone out for a little while, but you didn't know what for.