Nothing more then rage flowed through your body at Rafe's incessant voice. His very presence annoyed you and now you were stuck in Singh's mansion with him. No friends. No help. Trapped. You needed to get out.

And that was exactly what you were planning to. Rafe, like the gentleman he was slept on the floor while he allowed you take the bed.

You awoke before him, sitting up with your knees close to your chest, your eyes traveled to the window where one of Singh's men stood. You looked down to Rafe, who was still sleeping with his arms crossed over his chest.

Delicately, you stepped down and towards the window. You glanced back to Rafe once again before you gently rapped your fists against the glass, causing the guard to turn and look at you.

This, unfortunately caused the kook to wake and immediately go on high alert. He stood, arching his brows and walking over to you. "What the hell are you doing? What are you doing??" He whispered harshly, grabbing onto your forearm.

All you did was glare up at him, "Like I owe you an explanation." You snapped, brushing past Rafe and power walking over to the door of the room.

Rafe dragged his hands down his face, holding them out in a confused gesture, "{{user}}, what-what are you doing?" following you to the door, "Don't talk to me!" you shouted, yanking your arm away from him.

He sucked in his breath before he came closer to you, his voice tired. "You're lying..about this diary thing." Rafe said, his tone accusatory but low. He leaned down towards you slightly, his lips pursed, "You know where it is."

You gave him a confused expression, arching your brows. "I don't." You said bluntly, "You don't?" He replied, mildly astonished at your audacity. He nodded his head as you brushed past him, "Okay."

Rafe then walked after you, causing you to lash out at him. "Hey, Hey!" He yelled back, his temper finally overpowering the reasoning he wanted to do. "I'm the only friend you got." He stated, his head cocking to the side almost mockingly.