His Sweet Obsession ~ Rafe Cameron

Chapter 2

"What the fuck Rafe?!" I yelled, pushing his hand away from my mouth. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"

"Sorry princess didn't mean to scare you" He replied playfully, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Scare me? That's an understatement I'm bloody terrified" I leaned my head against his chest, letting his calming touch chase away the fear inside me.

"I just missed you" Rafe brushed a piece of hair from my face. The unguarded affection in his expression stole my breath away. "Now come here" He leaned down, passionately pressing his lips to mine. I could taste our shared breath, feel the thud of our combined heartbeat as our bodies pinned together heatedly against the wall.

"I missed this" He whispered against my mouth

"You know what I miss? The good old days when people didn't scare the shit out of other people" I chuckled and pulled back from the kiss, yet immediately missed his touch "How did you get in anyway?"

"Your dad gave me a key" Of course he did.

"So you just sat here waiting? You could have picked me up like Sarah did.."

"Yeah, I uh had some stuff to finish off with my dad" He flinched, pulling his hand from my waist, and walking to the window.

"Stuff to finish off?"

"Yeah stuff" He replied.

"Well that's rather cryptic-"

"Just leave it Maria" He cut me off, running his hand aggressively through his hair. The one thing that scared me the most about rafe, was his crazy ability to change his mood in a split second.

"Okay jeeze I'm sorry" I walked up to him, taking his hand in mine, and softly played with his fingers. "I won't bring it up again" I looked down at his hand and his...bruised knuckles? Wait what happened?

The change of expression on his face indicated he knew what I was going to ask next.

"Don't ask, you won't like my answer". He sat down at the edge of my bed, resting his head in his bruised hands

"Rafe, I don't know what this 'stuff' is, but it clearly isn't good for you" I walked to the bed and knelt in front of him, trying to look into his eyes

"Don't worry about it, I've got everything under control"

Yeah, like I believe that. "Rafe I-"

"I gotta go" He stood up, pushing past me, and leaving the room. I rushed after him.

"Rafe what the hell, where are you going?" I called from the top of the stairs, watching him disappear from my view, yet I received no reply.

"Rafe come back!" The faint click of the front door echoed around the house. God damn it that boy frustrated me. He tested my limits, knew how to push all my buttons, maybe that's why I fell for him. But God he could be such a pain in the ass sometimes. Things like this question why I ever got with him in the first place. I wanted to scream. Scream out and let the world know how I feel. However not wanting to worry the neighbours, I called Sarah instead.

"I hate boys" I rant to her

"Tell me about it!"

"At least you have John B, he seems like a decent guy"

"True but sometimes we have our fights"

"Yeah right. But I swear to God Rafe-"

"Wait what happened? What did he do to you?" Sarah's voice rang with concern, her once calm tone turning more serious.