The Sinner

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Rafe Cameron

"I think you're lying to me Rafe."

I stare down at her, as she has her hands on her hips. She always tries to always look so intimidating, but she never could in my eyes. She'll always be my little angel. So innocent. So beautiful.

"Why would I lie to you, angel?" You're digging yourself deeper here.

I was now sitting on the edge of the sink in her bathroom. My elbows rested on my knees as I pushed my head out to be closer to her. I watch her vibrant green eyes flutter to my lips, then back up to my eyes.

All I could think about was kissing her right now. She's so fucking beautiful, and she's all mine.

"You said you were with Topper" She says as she digs through the white cabinet under the sink. I hear her continue to rummage things, not caring if they fall out of the place they were in.

"I was," I lie, staring at the wall ahead of me. She didn't need to know about Barry.

"So what were you guys doing? How'd you get in a fight with Pope?" She questions. I quietly sigh, I wasn't in the mood to get interrogated right now. Why can't she just drop this?

"Top and I were messing around, we ran into Pope and JJ," I explain anyway. "He got a couple of good hits in, that's it." She pulls out a row of cotton pads and puts them on the counter next to me. I hear the water turn on as she reaches behind me to dampen it.

"I just worry about you," She says. She was only about to my shoulders while I was sitting up here. "You weren't answering my texts."

"I'm sorry," I truthfully tell her. She slides the wet cotton pad against my jaw, I wince as she touches one of the forming bruises. She does it again, I wasn't sure if she did it on purpose or not. "Ow, Corrine."

"It's your fault for getting into this stupid fight anyway," She tells me. It was definitely on purpose.

I roll my eyes as she switches out the red stained cotton pad. She does the same thing to the new one, gets it wet, and then starts rubbing the blood of my chin.

"What's your deal with Pope anyway?"

I shrug, "Kid just pisses me off at the worst times." It was true, he was always the one who was just there. Nothing against him; he just opens his big mouth at the worst times. It's not my fault that he's fucking stupid.

Although out of the all the pogues, he wouldn't be my first pick. We've never had beef prior to these fights that we were in now. I think I'd fight JJ if I could - ever since Corrine told me she thought he was hot. I swear, if he even breathes her way his face would be unrecognizable.

"You could get seriously hurt," She reminds me.

"Am I not seriously hurt now?" I joke.

"Rafe," She gives me a look. But a smile pops out.

"What baby?" I watch her take her bottom lip in between her teeth as she concentrates to clean the blood off my face. She looks so good doing that.

"Just be careful okay?" I nod and wrap my hands around her waist.

She tries to push them away and I only tighten them, "What? You don't want to be near me?" I smirk as she rolls her eyes.

"I didn't say that," She says. "I'm trying to wipe this blood off your chin without hurting you."

"You could hurt me all you want," I tell her. The corners of her lips twitch up ever so slightly, which causes me to smile myself. "In all seriousness, you're the only one that could ever hurt me angel."