You could have anyone you want, why would one want me?

I'm nothing special.

That's what Rafe thought, in his eyes he was nothing but a psycho who would always be like his father, Ward Cameron.

Every time we talked, it just hurts so bad.

Rafe stared at you, wondering if friends acted like this? The way you two laughed together, all the effort he put in to just make you realise that JJ wasn't the one.

He was.

Your cheeks flushed for JJ, the way your eyes flickered over to his lips. Rafe stared from afar—That should be him.

Tearing, strangling, shattering Rafe's heart with all of these actions of yours. Why couldn't you realise he wanted you?

You were better than this, stop with this nonsense. Crushing over JJ? The one guy who treated you as a backup because he would always be obsessed with Kie?

Staring up at JJ, his eyes flickered to my lips before pressing his lips against mine.

A few seconds passed on, you were shocked.

Feelings surged through your body, uncertain if they felt right or not. Was JJ the one? Why did it feel like.. This?

"I love you, Kie—" JJ paused. Fuck. Kie? His eyes shot wide open, staring down at you.

You raised your eyebrow, crossing your arms but heartbroken, You really thought JJ could actually love someone other than her. Should have thought different. "Kie?"

"I didn't mea-" Well, boom. A piercing loud gunshot fired, blood spilling out of JJ's neck, a tall shadow behind him.

Rafe.

"Kie, huh?" A smirk plastered on Rafe's face, he didn't have any regret. The bold blue eyes flickered to yours, no remorse in shooting JJ.