𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏 ♡ 𝙍𝘼𝙁𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙈𝙀𝙍𝙊𝙉

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
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DAY'S HAD PASSED SINCE ME AND RAFE HAD LAST SEEN EACH OTHER.

3 days exactly. He hadn't texted me back. I had tried to call Sarah but that was a dead end because she hadn't seen him either. I started to really worry 2 days after. And decided to do something about it.

I was walking. Where? To John B house. Why? Because Sarah had to be there. I knew the walk would be about 20 minutes ish.

I had called Sarah to let her know I would be coming over when she informed me she was at her boyfriend's house.

"Hello! Anybody out here?" I yell. I hear someone clear their throat I turn around jumping when I see a cop. "Umm, hi?" I say with a confused expression why the hell are the cops here?

"What are you doing out here?" She asks squinting her eyes. I recognize her, she's the sheriff. What In the hell did they do to get the sheriff involved?

"I was looking for Sarah but there doesn't seem to be anyone here so I'll just be on my way." I answered smiling awkwardly turning around when she stops me.

"Wait!" She exclaims I turn back around to face her. "Be careful. You never know who you're involving yourself with. These kids are playing a dangerous game." She warns. I nod my head.

"Thank you for the heads up." I reply walking off feeling her eyes on the back of my head the entire way.

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When I got home I didn't bother doing anything so I went up to my room.

Hearing the sound of something banging against my window, I exhaled, already feeling exhausted by the possible encounter.

"Why me?" I mumble to myself.

"Come on, please. Please gorgeous, Please baby. Let me in." Begged a man outside.

I recognized the voice as Rafe. I heard him sigh and thought he was leaving me in peace but instead the rattling sound of my window followed.

"What the hell? What are you Spider-Man? How did you climb up here?" I say frantically. I look into his eyes and notice they're red, really red.

"Omg Rafe are you okay?" I ask setting him down on my bed. Looking up at me with pleading eyes, he breathed heavily, trying to gather a little bit of energy and oxygen back into his body. "I was looking for you because you hadn't texted me back so I went out to look and I couldn't find you so I came home-"

"I'm fine. I just needed a break." He said releasing a breath. "Oh." I spoke awkwardly looking down. He wanted a break from me.

"Why are your eyes so red?" I ask looking back up. "I just did something before I got here."

"What does that mean?" The realization comes when he just stares at me with a blank look on his face. "It's fine I've done it before." He adds on laughing it off. "We did it together remember?"

"Yes I remember Rafe but you can just show up here high on drugs. What if my parents were to see you?" I speak frantically starting to panic.

"Livie it's fine I even brought more for later." He began pulling out a small bag. I immediately snatch it out of his hand. "Rafe are you crazy?"

"No, no not crazy please." He said looking down. His body was starting to tremble. His voice shaking. I could see were the colors draining from his face. I can tell he's crying.

"Rafe."

"Come on Livie, don't look at me like that I can't handle it, I can't do this anymore. " He whined in pain, both internally and externally. He drops to the floor and I knell down. "Please don't leave me." He pleads holding onto my arm. I move closer to him feeling him as he wraps his arms tightly around me. He buries his head into my neck as I feel his body start to shake.

"I'm sorry." He repeats. "It's okay Rafe."

"I can't do it anymore liv. I hate him so much." He says. He was talking about his father. I could tell. Did he do this often? I wondered how many times had he turn to drugs when he felt like he had nobody. "I know, I know."

I sat up to get Rafe some water. "Don't go please. Please don't leave me." He pleads.

Stopping my movements to stare at him back, I was lost in his eyes. He always complained about them being boring but I loved them. They had been my favorite feature of his. "Ok I won't go." I say going to sit whilst he pulls me into his lap.

Reaching up to hold my face, he slid his fingers softly all around my skin. I felt tingles run down my spine and my entire body as he took hold of my chin delicately. He was looking at me, pleading with me, begging once again, for me to let him in.

"Please baby, look at me, Don't push me away." He begged. The simple view of my lips made him dizzy with want. He needed to taste them. He needed a little bit, just a little bit to keep going. He was desperate.

I stood up abruptly, turning around and forcing him to be faced by my back. He couldn't see me or hear me, breathing heavily and frantically wiping my eyes with my shirt. He, himself, was fighting back his reappearing tears looking down on his chest with a sad smile.

"Why did you come here Rafe? You haven't responded to me at all." I said looking out the window. He could see the reflection on my face, I  was crying tears each second. All because of him. He couldn't let this go on. He needed to do something, he needed to fix it no matter what. Or at least make sure that I would never cry again because of him.

He stood up. I could hear him come behind me. I turned around to see him coming over. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it I swear. I wanted to come but I couldn't come because you are not supposed to see me like this."

"Can you tell me what happened?" I ask. "My dad he's doing all this shit telling me to go and do things." He says frantically.

My eyes widen. "I don't know anything but he hurt Topper. What if he hurts you? He's mad all the time but I've grown used to that but his whole demeanor changed he's acting crazy he's talking about John-"

"Hey hey hey calm down okay? Take a deep breath. I'm not going anywhere we can talk about this later ok?" He nods his head.

"I'm sorry liv." He says looking down. I lift his head and shake my head. "You haven't done anything wrong ok?" I speak leaning up and pecking him on the lips.

"Thank you." Lips brushed mines as small grins were sketched across both of our faces.

Rafe lent down and attached his lips to mine. My other hand raised onto his cheek, rubbing my thumbs on his cheeks as his lips molded with mine. The grip on my waist tightened as he tugged my body up to be against his, our chests against each other and hands tugging on hairs.

Both of us pulled away breathless. My hands reaching up to begin playing with the ends of his hair on the back of his neck, Rafe smoothing his hands against the small of my back.

"Are we gonna hold hands now?" I whispered against his lips brushing with mine.

Before he replied with a simple 'shut up' and attached his lips feverishly onto mine again.