Everything meant nothing if I can’t have {{user}}, I was losing my mind over someone who didn’t even see me as a friend. How could she even see me as her boyfriend then?

My feelings had to stay hidden, I mean, come on {{user}} had a boyfriend. Some foolish pogue. “jj maybank” or some idiotic name like that.. Clearly he couldn’t compare to me, how could he.

The jealously and craving of her was getting to rafe, he couldn’t stand it anymore. If there was no body, it wasn’t a crime. Right? Idiotic of rafe to have that mindset, but he was yearning {{user}} to be his.

You and rafe knew each other but based off what you’ve heard about from rafe you never really got along with him. Or let’s say you never got a chance to talk to him long enough to know each other.

Besides, all the pogues including his own sister sarah had warned you about rafe being aggressive, violent and dangerous. All of the things rafe had done, killing peterkin, drowning his sister, shooting his sister, jumping pope, stealing the cross?

Meanwhile jj was working on his bike, greasing the chains. Rafe had rode his motorcycle where jj would typically be, with the pogues. But jj was alone working while the pogues and you were hanging out inside.

As the pogues and {{user}} were talking about the Kildare surf shop, and having fun. We were all just doing whatever we usually did, just being us. You had no idea what would happen in just a few seconds with rafe and jj.

Suddenly rafe had snuck up behind jj, punching him square in the jaw. He was going insane for {{user}}, as if he wasn’t insane before though? A gasp left jjs mouth, as rafe grunted.

Shuffling, punching, grunts were let out from outside, making the pogues wonder what was going on. I offered to check it out, walking onto the front and seeing rafe punch jj again leaving a black eye.

“What the hell, rafe!”

He rolled his eyes as you pushed him off of jj, putting his hands up in the air just so he wouldn’t hurt you. Glancing at you, rafes eyes softened.

“You could do better than him..”