𝐌𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 | JJ Maybank

˗ˏˋsevenˊˎ˗

Last night after hanging out with Harlan and Kie I decided it was better if I stayed the night at Rafe's.

I couldn't get myself to go home after what happened with JJ. I really wasn't able to face him just yet.

At the same time I felt guilty for being able to sleep in the same bed as Rafe, getting kissed by Rafe and being held by Rafe as we slept.

Harlan had offered me to sleep over at his place but I was sure we wouldn't sleep if I actually did accept this offer.

Rafe had welcomed me with open arms when I asked him if I was allowed to stay over. He didn't ask any questions about the party night whatsoever. All he said was that he missed me and couldn't find me anymore after I left with JJ.

I felt comfortable with Rafe holding me. I felt really safe with him when he was soft. See, people think Rafe is someone that can't love but he can.. If he wants to..

He quietly took his arms off me. I groaned not wanting him to leave and holding onto his arm which made him laugh. "Come on baby I need to shower."

I shook my head really not caring. I wanted to stay like this all day.

Rafe got himself out of my grip which made me pout as he grabbed a clean pair of clothes. He walked over to me and planted a kiss on my forehead. "Will be back in a bit. Just try to rest."

And like that he disappeared in the bathroom and I could hear the shower running as I stared at the ceiling.

Shortly afterwards I fell asleep again, only to be awakened by Rafe stamping his feet across the room. His hand was placed on his mouth and holding his phone with the other.

I rubbed my eyes and sat up, being worried by his sudden behaviour. "Babe what's going on?" I asked not being fully awake yet.

Rafe let out a quick laugh before turned to look at me. "What's going on? Oh come on now."

I was confused by the sudden change in his behaviour. Though it wasn't something new, he constantly had these mood changes.

I got up from the bed and walked over to him trying to comfort him or calm him down. "Talk to me."

Rafe wouldn't even let me near him. If a look could kill, this one was definitely the one that would. He didn't say another word.

Instead he grabbed my arm carefully and traced my lips with his finger.

For a second there I thought he had calmed down but I was wrong.

"He touched those?" Rafe spoke.

"What?" I questioned. I obviously knew what he meant but how did he know?

Rafe didn't like that answer and instead dug his nails into my arm, the same place where JJ had hurt me. I screamed out in pain, my eyes watering.

"Is that where he held you as he fucked you?!" He spat.

"What the fuck are you talking about?! I didn't fuck anyone!" I sniffled.

"Don't fucking lie to me." He started shouting at this point.

"I didn't sleep with anyone! Who do you think I am?" I cried out. I was lost in what he was saying.

"I think you're a whore, that's what I think." He accused.

What is it with boys and calling me names?

There was blood on my arm by now. Rafe didn't show mercy whatsoever. He enjoyed every second of this. That's when I realised how psychopathic he actually is.