The Sinner

30

Good people do bad things all the time.

There's never an explanation as to why. But it happens, more then you'd think.

That was the only explanation I could come up with for what had just occurred. I know my Rafe - he's a good person. I can read people so easily and I know he was a good person. That's why I can't wrap my head around any of this.

We're currently racing home for god knows what reason - adrenaline pumping through Rafe's veins as he flies down the main road. It makes no sense, none of this does.

If he saved his dad why is he acting like this?

It would be self defense if Peterkin tried to shoot his dad for no reason. So if he was protecting him why is he acting so... what's the word?

Crazy?

No. Rafe isn't crazy.

But why is Sarah crying if Rafe was acting out of self defense?

Why did Peterkin tell me to run?

There's so many questions I need the answers to right now. And no one will tell me.

"Sarah! Shut the fuck up!" Rafe shouts, dragging me out of my thoughts. "You don't fucking understand! Dad needed to be saved."

"You're the one that doesn't understand Rafe!" Sarah cries. "He was going to be arrested."

"No he wasn't!" Rafe says, slamming his hands down on the wheel. "He wasn't. She was falsely accusing him of that, you're just brainwashed by your stupid Pogue boyfriend." What was she falsely accusing him of?

Rafe whips into the driveway of his house. Sarah opening the door before he could even stop the car.

"You're fucking crazy Rafe!" Sarah shouts. He shuts the car off before following her out. My head was fucking spinning, I couldn't process what was going on. "We are going to the police!"

"We are not!" Rafe runs after her and grabs her by the arms harshly. I almost let out a gasp as he slams her back against the car. "You're not telling anyone what happened. Do you understand me?"

"Rafe-"

"Do. You. Understand. Me Sarah? I'm not fucking playing around," Rafe hisses. This needs to stop.

"You're hurting me!" She shouts. I get out of the car, not bothering to close the door as I walk over to the pair.

"Rafe come on let's go," I say, trying to distract him.

"Where? Where can we fucking go Corrine?" Rafe says. He doesn't look at me, he keeps his eyes on Sarah like he was in some trance. "No where! We all have to stay here."

"Hey!" A voice shouts. Everyone's head turns towards the front door, it was Rose. "Your dad wouldn't be very happy to see you home, Rafe."

"He told me I could come back," He clarifies. "And why don't you mind your own business, mom."

Rose scoffs, "Why are you so pissed off?" She finally notices the state they're in. "Let go of her." Rafe gives Sarah a gentle push back as he lets go of her.

"Everything's always about her huh? Sarah, Sarah, Sarah!" He angrily shouts. Maybe he was losing it. Rose scrunches her eyebrows together. "Well what about me, huh? What about me Rose don't I fucking matter?"

"Hey," I say, immediately grabbing his wrist. "You do matter."

He shakes his head, "According to my family I fucking don't!" I stare at him as I noticeably see beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.