"I refuse to love; but for you... it's a different temptation"
- 𝑅𝑎𝑓𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑛
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Contains - Foul language, Abuse/Violence, Slight Mature Content, Triggering Objects etc. More trigger warnings will be added throughout the story f...
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"Remember to lock the doors every night alright?"
"Yes Dad, I will"
"Okay, see you soon"
Hanging up, I sighed in relief as my Dad informed me of his trip with Mom overseas tonight.
Just after a few minutes, we have already studied for the stranger in all areas of my home but no trace was to be found.
I pace back and forth in the front driveway of my home as Rafe leans against my car. My pulse beating through my head, thinking of possible plans this unidentified boy could have in mind.
"Is Sarah at home?" I question still tracing the same footsteps in my spot.
"No, I checked her room and she's gone" he answered pinching his nose.
"What about Wheezie?" I nervously start biting on my nails picking up the pace of my steps up and down the concrete.
"She's not either" he replied causing my heart beat to increase in speed.
I found my hands trembling, overthinking as I normally would if I felt unsafe in anyway possible.
"Can you stop that?" Rafe snapped watching my features take full control of my body before his eyes.
"What?"
"You need to calm down, you're making me just as frustrated" annoyed, his eyebrows knitted together as he watches me.
My actions come to a halt, realizing Rafe noticed my nervous break out and clear my throat straightening my back upright.
"I am calm" I bellowed lifting my chin feeling insecure of my habits.
I felt eyes watching over my shoulders every second. Every minute. Nobody is home and the only person I'm here with is Rafe who was the last person I wanted to talk to right now.
But I realized, we can't let this time go to waste without an explanation he owes. It's best to consider this great timing before it lasts.
"You still gotta tell me what you were doing this morning" My eyebrows rise as I eyed the Cameron boy.
He huffs, rolling his eyes while turning away from me. Turning towards my car he distracted himself with a sachet of cocaine, forming a line on the hood of my rover fully ignoring me.
