𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚜/𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗

𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎

myself and the boy, that seemed to be the person I spent most of my days with, drove to a stop when we reached my driveway. The shrubs and flower beds which were kept by my mother snaked up the brick walls of my house, vines leaving the windows concealed. The lawn in which looked like it hadn't been touched in decades could camouflage a dead body.

"you coming in?" i asked him as i unbuckled my seatbelt and slightly opened the door, one leg outside the car whilst I waited for the boy to answer me. "yeah, I guess I could check in on jake" he responded, grabbing his sunglasses from the side compartment, to hide his eyes, which only made me nervous at the state of mine.

We both hurdled out of his car and began to walk towards the front door, but his soft grip on my wrist prevented me going further. "Here" rafe softly said, removing the sunglasses from his head and sliding them onto mine "you need these more than me" he gently giggled, answering my question

I gave a quick smile to the boy who opened the unlocked door, making my head spin back to the driveway, to see rafe's car the only one parked. Dad must've gone out.

I purposely ignored the mirror hanging in the hallway and headed straight to the living room, unsurprised to see my brother spread on the couch, dozens of beer cans on the table and floor. "he's such a mess" I gestured to Rafe to take a peek and removed his shades, placing them in his pocket. Instead of laughing like he usually would, he released a small sigh. It was unlike Rafe to not mock somebody in that state, I thought. "i don't blame him" he whispered, careful to not wake up the paralysed kid on the couch.

When he looked to me, his eyes didn't have the same energy they used to. "don't you start as well Rafe" i strongly insisted, fed up of every damned person around me trying to make everything so emotional. "you're allowed to be upset, you know" rafe muttered, his sympathetic eyes burning a hole through me.

Why were his words the only ones that were able to make me feel again? not jj's, or Kiara's. his.

"there's no point in being upset. just gotta get on with it" i said whilst stepping up the stairs headed toward my room, my heart racing at the sound of him following behind me. "but this isn't you. Is it?" he replied, genuine concern creeping into his voice as we reached the top of the stairs. "you don't know me. you know nothing about me" i irritably say to the boy who continued to follow me, my mind settling on the reason behind it being that he may actually care.

"I know enough" his voice muttered behind me as I twisted the handle to my door and threw my bag onto my bed, my heart stopping as it landed next to the blonde boy, who seemed to appear in the worst situations.

His ocean eyes met with mine, before they shifted behind me, an enraged look inching onto his crimson face as he maliciously scoffed at the teenager behind me.
"you're still fucking around with the kooks. huh?" he stood up, my body stiff as he stepped towards me, his expression never angrier "You won't talk to me. Or Sarah, kie? Pope? But you're with him?" The blonde boy yells, eyes still focused on Rafe who stood behind me.

"alright, just calm down" rafe tries to reason, for the first time in forever.
"don't fucking tell me to calm down. I'm done with you and all your little kook minions tryna tell me what to do, fuck you" the boy continued to scream, fury evident in every hair that stood up on his arms and the tears that swam around in those blue eyes

"why are you here?" i finally spoke up, my eyes glancing to the open window and the curtains which danced after every gust of wind
"I don't know, bee? Maybe because I'm fucking worried about you" my friend finally found the courage to look at me, "but obviously I have no reason to worry. you have him to take care of you now, yeah?"

"I just took her home bro, chill out" rafe said through a slightly antagonised tone before he squeezed past me so my body wasn't in between the two rivals
As the taller boy stepped towards jj, a sudden explosion of rage seemed to take over his body as he grabbed Rafe by the top of his shirt and slammed him into the wall, knocking off the majority of things on my bedside table.

The hand made bowl sunk to the floor, smashing into tiny fragments.

My eyes glanced back up to the two boys, rafe's hands in the air in surrender as if to assure me he wasn't going to touch him, rather allow jj to release his anger

"jj if you wanna talk to me I can promise you that's not gonna help your chances" I say, now willing to speak, give him what he wanted.

My words caused my friend to release his grip from rafe, their angry eyes still locked onto eachothers in a fight for dominance.
"make him leave" jj demands as he slowly backs away from rafe, back still pressed against the wall.

rafe camerons eyes leave jj, losing the battle. But it didn't seem a bother to him, as he assuringly nodded his head at me in compliance with jj's wishes

I watched him leave my bedroom and shut the door, his receding footsteps causing my attention to stir back to the boy in front of me. It was just us two, waiting for the other person to say something first. My eyes kept flickering to the floor, where hundreds of pink painted fragments lay desperate to be fixed

"why won't you speak to us?" he whispered, every syllable coated with hurt
I couldn't tell him I didn't want to speak to anyone, because it wasn't true.
But speaking to someone as heartless as rafe meant there was no room to feel upset, no care to think.
"because-" my mind listed every lie I could tell. which one to choose however, I did not know. The truth wasn't an option. The truth made me vulnerable.

"because we've grown apart, we're different now" i studied his face, consumed with heartache. I knew I was hurting him but selfishly I'd rather it him, than me.
"bullshit, Blair. and you know it" he ambled closer to me, the boys infuriated eyes igniting unwanted heartache in me, too. " you wanna hang around with people like rafe cameron because you know he's capable of turning you into something just as cruel as him"

His truthful words attacked me whilst he scavenged deeper into all my pain, releasing itself through the floods of tears evading my bloodshot eyes.
"please just let me in, stop shutting me out. I want to help you" the boy begged, his forehead now pressed against mine as he looked down at me, his hands holding each side of my head

"i love you" he whispered,

my heart sunk to the floor, landing next to the broken pieces I needed to fix.