I See Light In All Your Darkness // Rafe Cameron

Alternate Ending

TW/ mentions of suicide

This is the sad ending

Ever since the fight with Rafe's dad, he had turned into a completely different person. All he could talk about was how he was gonna fuck up our kid like his dad fucked him up. He was a shell of himself. It had been weeks since he last smiled and everyday he pulled away more and more and was gone longer and longer.

"Have you seen Rafe? He didn't come home last night and I'm sick to my stomach." My hands shook as I waited for a response from Topper.

Topper let out a sigh, "He just showed up on my door step. He's passed out in my guest room I was about to call you."

I felt relief and then anger wash over me, "Is he drunk?"

I hear Topper exhale loudly on the other end, "I think so. I don't know what to do."

Tears spilled over my lower lash line and trickled down my cheeks, "He won't even talk to me."

Topper cleared his throat, "He won't talk to me either, not about anything important anyway."

"I'm gonna come over and we can confront him together. He can't do this, not with a baby on the way. I can't do it alone," I sunk into my couch and chewed on my fingernail.

"What are we gonna say?" Topper's voice was weighed down with worry.

"Honestly, I'm not mad about what he's doing or what he's feeling. All I want is him to be open and honest with me about what's happening and for him to be safe about it. I have no room to judge how someone copes with their issues, look at my past. I just want to know he's okay. Just let me know when he's up, okay?" My voice cracked as I spoke no matter how much I tried to hide it.

Topper let out a shaky breath, "Yeah, I'll text you when it's a good time for you to come over."

I hung up the phone and tried to relax. I needed to be calm for the baby but I couldn't stop checking my phone. After about 20 minutes I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and grabbed my keys. I could just wait with Topper and it would make me feel a little better to be in the same house as Rafe.

I pulled up to Topper's house and made my way up to the front door. Just as I was about to knock I heard Topper's voice carrying from the backyard. I made my way to the side of the house and peeked into the yard. Topper and Rafe sat in the hot tub, passing a joint back and forth. They both had cups with what looked like alcohol in them sitting on the side of the hot tub.

"Seriously, we need to get our stories straight before she comes over," Topper took a long drag from the joint and then took a sip of his drink.

Rafe let out a loud laugh that turned into a cough, "Dude, it's fine. She's wrapped around my finger I could do anything and she wouldn't care. She said so on the phone. I'll just tell her some sob story and it'll be fine."

I felt my stomach sink. That couldn't be Rafe saying those things.

"Dude, that's not funny she loves you. I know you're my best friend but so is she and I can't pick a side."

Sadness took over and my legs carried me to the hot tub before I could realize what I was doing. I stood behind Rafe but I couldn't bring myself to say anything. I just stood and stared at them.