𝐓𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫 ~ 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

15. Aiden

Warnings: MENTIONS OF BLOOD, DESCRIPTION OF FIGHTING.

Saying that you needed to come to this party is both a shock to your past self and the truest sentence you've ever said. Not that you've come to enjoy parties, far from it, but you do need to be in a place where everything is loud and chaotic enough to completely muffle your mind. You need noise and maybe a little alcohol.

You've been dealing with a ridiculous amount of work from school, Wheezie is beginning to fall back in her studies, and, the worst of all, the girls.

Whatever happened with them on Monday carried on for the whole rest of the week. The lack of conversation towards you whenever they're all together and the looks you've noticed them give you while they talk between themselves during class. You have no idea what could be going on, and it is only leading you to overthink.

You've been thinking on a daily basis of the possibility of the girls knowing about Rafe, but, each time, your thoughts were calmed down with Kristy herself. She has been the one that talked the most with you these days, even though it's a lot less than she used to. And she acts natural. As if nothing ever annoyed the girls or hurt them to the point of... doing this. Therefore, it only leaves you to think that you might have done something before Monday.

Was it because of Alex? Maybe they liked him a bit too much, and Kristy is the only one that accepts that you don't think you could be anything with him. Maybe you said something bad? But when? You didn't spend any more time with them which could've led to an argument. If anything, they were happier prior to the date because you were going on the damned date.

Thinking it could be you and Rafe is something that goes through your mind at the worst times, even when you're with him. You've talked to him about it, but Rafe can't help but feel a little helpless in all of this. He has never met your friends. All he knows about them is what you've told him, and that is nowhere near enough to make conclusions, only assumptions.

There was something he said that eased your mind, "Isn't Kristy who dislikes me the most? Then wouldn't she be the one acting like a bitch?" And it makes sense, even when you felt like the insult was unnecessary. If it had been about you two, Kristy would've probably never looked you in the eyes. Let alone still talked, smiled, or hugged you like before.

And the cure for all your stress, said Rafe, is partying and alcohol. There was a time this week when all your worries regarding the number of people at the party completely evaporated, and all you wanted was to hang out with more people and forget all about these girls. Even when it still hurt. So, you decided to go by his advice.

Once you stepped inside the warm house where the party is taking place, you were pulled into a hug by Patty right as your foot touched the hardwood flooring. You laughed with her as she squeezed you into her arms, while, at the same time, making sure to curse Rafe out for never taking you to more parties so that the two of you could hang out.

And, whether you like it or not, Patty did separate you from Rafe almost instantly. She wanted to get you a drink. So, as soon as your bodies were disconnected from the hug, her hand wrapped around your wrist and pulled you into the direction of the sea of people who seemed to not have the courage to jump into the pool just yet.

It's been maybe an hour since you got to this party, and you haven't seen Rafe since you came in. It stays like that for, possibly, an hour, but, at some point, Patty decides to walk elsewhere which only leads you to go find Rafe.

When you find him, he's by the sliding doors that lead to the outside, amongst other guys from his usual group, and when you stand near him, it only takes a slight look down at you for Rafe to welcome you by his side.