Episode 3 (Jerk face)

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Sydney pov:
I hate this day I'm outside of Barry's house I'm about to go in and go to sleep. I enter his house and go to the room. Rafes nowhere to be seen. I sit down on the bed and take my shoes off. Rafe gets out of the bathroom wet and shirtless ( his wearing pants if you're wondering ) God he looks ho- what am I thinking this asshole beat me up. He looks at me amused I guess I've turned red. " Like what you see huh" I face him " what.. no as .if" he puts on a shirt and lays next to me I immediately get up " No no way I'm not laying with you" " fine get out"  " I am. I exit the room and sit on the coach Barry comes and throws a blanket at me " heard you and country club fighting you can sleep on the coach but trust me it's not comfortable " I thank him and lay down after a few minutes I give up and just walk back inside it's all quite I assume his asleep I lay down next to him. I face him and study his features. He looked peaceful not the demon he is. He looked like a child. Cute. "Missed me so much princess" boom and just like that I Want to slap him
I face the other way " huh never" after a while I fall asleep .

I wake up to Rafe shaking me. " Get up we're going " " what where " I rub my eye " my beach house we have a boat there and we can go back" I get up and nod. Rafe says his goodbyes to Barry and we head off. We reached the beach house. We enter the house "eat what you want to eat where leaving soon " " I don't want to eat. Let's go" he nods his head. " Wait I need something first" We go to the garage and he picks up a gun and puts it in his pocket he looks at me and winks " Incase " he then hands me a gun
" For safety" I stare at the gun dumbfounded. Did he really just hand me a gun? I shake it off and walk behind him. We reach outside and are about to get on until I blur " how can I trust you? You can kill me literally like how you killed peterkin," I stare at his face. He seems shocked " Tell me did you enjoy killing her?" He loses it. He grabs my face and he pulls me toward his face  " I told you not to say that" I pull away from him " You're a psycho. I'm going to shoot you" he smirks ". Let's see if you have the guts" I grab the gun with unsteady hand and then I
Shoot

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