JJ's biggest flaw was his recklessness, and his bad ideas. Honestly, that didn't seem that bad to Bexley.
Rafe's biggest flaw? Jealousy. Pure, uncontrolled jealousy.
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tw: slight violence, slight manipulation
Bexley never once lied to Rafe when she told him that she loved him. She really did.
But sometimes the love felt dirty.
It felt wrong, like it wasn't supposed to exist. Because how could she love Rafe after everything that happened? After everything he did?
He locked her in a bathroom. He came to her house and scared the hell out of here. He constantly, constantly upset her, and she constantly let him get away with it. That was the worse part. She liked him so much in the beginning, she let him be rude sometimes, thinking he'd change. But now she loved him, and he loved her, and he still hadn't changed.
Rafe was the reason it felt so hard to be in love. Bexley figured there wasn't a single boy in the world that could make her as upset as he could. But at the same time, she doubted she would ever find a boy so devoted to her as he was.
Devotion. That was one word for it. Rafe was crazy about Bexley. It showed through his words, through his actions...through his touch.
His touch was unmatched. Because every time his fingers fell upon her, they roamed her skin. He acted as though she was one of the drugs he was on.
To Rafe, it almost felt like she was. He felt addicted to her. As an any addict would know...things could get wild while you're ensuring your next fix. You could get rough, even if you don't mean to be. You could get cruel without realizing. You could even, perhaps, convince your girlfriend a lewd photo was going around, and that a certain pogue was telling everyone that it was her.
Yeah, you could do crazy shit like that. But why wouldn't someone go that far, if Bexley was who they'd win back if things went according to plan?
Rafe had gone over to her house with intentions of getting Bexley to forgive him. He also came over so that she would see him as a hero, solving this problem 'JJ' had caused.
Rafe didn't plan on kissing her. But how could he have resisted? When her guard was lowered, and she calmed down next to him, how could he possibly give up the chance to kiss her? Something he'd been yearning to do for what felt like forever?
He had leaned forward, and kissed her softly. And when she didn't object, he knew he'd gotten her back.
Bexley missed kissing him too, Rafe could tell. Because for a moment, she seemed just as desperate for this as he did. She set down the flowers he brought her on the table, and turned her full attention to him.
He just missed her so much. So he was moving a little faster than her. He wanted as much of her physical attention that he could get before he was kicked out, so he kept progressing things. He kept pulling her closer and closer and closer.
So by the time Susan finally walked in on them, they weren't just kissing plainly on the couch. Rafe had pulled Bexley on top of him, pulling her hips against him to that they were as close as possible. She straddled him, groaning slightly as she began feeling the physical pleasure of his body against hers.
