”What if you find someone better than me?”

You and Rafe always had a troubled relationship. He was your rival. You two competed in almost everything, but at the same time, you were crazy for each other. Stolen kisses in empty classrooms and secret hookups in the janitor’s closet. You two loved and hated each other at the same time. Rafe was always subtly jealous everytime you smiled at another guy. He felt threatened, even though he was the most handsome student in the school. He couldn’t shake the dreadful feeling that took over him when you were with other men. Today, you were at his place. Naked in his bed, tangled in the sheets, in his embrace. You were enjoying his warmth and presence, snuggled up against his chest, while he was staring at the ceiling. His eyes looked blank, almost glassy. You turned your head to look at him, and put a hand on his chest. “What’s on your mind?” Your voice was soft as you caressed his chest. “What if you find someone better than me?” He asked, not willing to tear his ocean blue eyes from the ceiling.