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"y/n! i'm sorry!" rafe shouted, chasing after me. "you promised, rafe! you promised you'd get clean." i cried, tucking my hair behind my ears, my vision clouding with tears. "i'm trying, okay?" he attempted to reassure me, grabbing my wrist to pull my body closer to his. "i care y/n. more than you realise, and i wanted to get clean, for you. i've been getting better." he tried to reason with me. i knew rafe was getting better than when we first met, but the drug use was too much, and i needed him to fix what he had started. i reached up, running my hand across his face. "try harder, please." i practically pleaded with him. he nodded, trying to understand the pain it caused me every time he was using. "what now?" he asked, his voice much quieter than before. "i think we need a break.." i paused. "..so you can get clean, and we can try again." rafe shook his head at me. he looked broken. "so you're ending this." i wiped the stray tears rolling down my face, nodding. "not forever..just until you sort yourself out." i tried to make the situation better than it was, knowing that rafe was probably under the influence at the current moment and could snap at any second. but instead of snapping he just stared at me, clearly trying to wrap his head around the current situation he had been faced with. i chewed the inside of my lip, not daring to say anything that could make the situation worse that it was. rafe ran his fingers through his tangled hair, sighing in defeat. "promise me something y/n." he started. i nodded, waiting for him to continue. "promise me you won't give up on this. on us. and you'll take care of yourself." he continued, his voice cracking. i walked up to him, wrapping me arms around his neck, pulling him into my embrace. "i promise." i whispered, sniffling as my tears started to fall again.