The Sinner

99

What, the actual, fuck.

"Corrine?" His voice sounds like we were underwater. It sounds so far away yet he was standing here right in front of me. "What are you doing here?"

All I could see was red. Red's in any kind of fucking shade there was. Because it all reminded me of how furious I was. Blazing hot, searing anger flashed through me as I stared at the two people in front of me.

I don't think I've ever been this pissed off in my entire life.

Yeah, we aren't together anymore. But as soon as we aren't, he goes to her? Are you fucking kidding me?

This is a new low, even for Rafe.

I didn't care how bad this looked anymore. Or how bad I wanted to get out of here unnoticed. Now, I'm happy I was here. Now, I know what's going on behind my fucking back.

Is this what he wanted all along?

"Corrine?" Rafe's voice snap me back into reality. His blue eyes were the first thing I see, they always were. "...Are you, okay?"

Am I okay? Really? That's what he was going to ask me?

This fucking motherfucker.

I blink a couple of times, "I'm fine." A lie. Just like he told me.

"Are you sure?"

More anger suddenly rises inside of me like a freight train. Or maybe it was vomit. It could be either honestly, both were ready to be spit out at him at this point.

"I'm fine," I say again, quite calmly even though my brain was screaming at me inside to freak the fuck out on him. "Don't pretend like you care."

I grab the clothes I dropped from the floor. Trying my best to get out of here as quick as possible. I need to leave, now. I don't think I've ever been more embarrassed than I am right now.

And not only was I embarrassed, but I was also in complete shock, and I wanted nothing more than to scream until my lungs gave out in my car.

"Don't say that," He says, looking down at me like I was some sick puppy, "I care about you."

"Clearly, you care so much," I say, my tone still surprisingly calm. "That you went and started fucking the girl you told me I wouldn't have to worry about."

He looks taken aback, like I was the one that did something to him.

Surprise Rafe, when you fuck up, you get called out for it. I'm not the old Corrine you can just walk all over anymore.

"I'm really confused," Sofia speaks for the first time, but only to Rafe quietly. "What is she doing here?"

God does she have to talk?

"I don't know, can you give us a second?" He asks her.

"No, Sofia, don't give us a second," I speak up, "I was coming to get my clothes, and I didn't tell you because I didn't want to see you, Rafe. Okay? You got your fucking answer. Now, I'm leaving."

I try to walk through them, but he grabs my wrist to stop me. I stare at him, practically begging him with my eyes to let go.

"...You didn't want to see me?"

Why did he sound so fucking hurt when I said that? Of course I didn't want to fucking see him.

This is still too new. I should've trusted my gut, I wasn't ready for this.

"Corrine, really?"

Why is he making this so hard? Just let me leave, god dammit. Then I never have to see him again.