𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝟐) 🩸

𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 - 𝐓𝐕 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐢 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝! <𝟑

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞

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I lay in my bed, tossing and turning, I can't sleep. I haven't been able to sleep after she left. After she got with him. She posted another picture today. She was straddling him on her couch. I saw red when I came across that image. I hate seeing her with someone else, every day I want to go over to her house and tell her how I really feel. It's extremely tempting and i think I just might do it. Topper's advice is never good anyway. I throw myself out of my bed, it's not that late. She'll be up, I know she will. She's nocturnal. Unless he's changed that about her, if he changes anything about her I will find him and make him experience a painful death.

I'm driving to her house, thinking about how I'm going to play this. How am I going to tell her? What if he's with her? I don't care. I need to tell her how I feel. I've never felt this way with someone before and I'm not willing to let it go. I'm not letting her get away that easily.

Her dark red door stands tall in front of me, it's taunting me. Mocking me. It knows that it's the only thing separating me from her. I bring my hand up and gently knock on her door. I chew my bottom lip, awaiting her arrival. I can hear movement coming from inside, a light switches on. Her door swings open, revealing her to me. She's wearing what looks like just a t-shirt and underwear. "Rafe." She gasps, her brown eyes wide. I can see all the emotions swirling through them. Anger, sadness, regret. "Y/n." I push my hand into my pocket, "Can I talk to you?" She looks confused and I can see the shameful look of pity on her face. She opens the door wider, "Sure." Y/n replies as I walk inside.

I sit on her familiar couch, my right leg bouncing up and down. She takes a hesitant seat opposite me. "What did you need?" She asks, attempting to cover herself up slightly. "I need to admit something," I reveal, rubbing a hand over my face. "Shit, I don't know where to start." She looks sad for me, as if she already knows what I'm going to say. "I um." I start before stopping, I look at her face. Her eye bags are darker than they normally are. "Fuck it. I love you Y/n. I know you're with Bryce or whatever his name is but I can't just not tell you. You're the only girl I've ever loved and I can't let you go without telling you." A tear drops from her eye and I have to hold myself back from wiping it off her cheek. "Rafe you know I can't.." she trails off, thinking about what to say next. "We're better off without each other Rafe. It's been 4 months." She sighs as a tear slips from my eye. "I think about you all the time Y/n, I can't stop fucking thinking about you. It's driving me insane." I bring my hands to my hair, slightly pulling at the blonde strands. "You deserve better than him." I plead, hands now on my kneecaps. I stand up, "He's a terrible person Y/n. Do you know how many girls he sleeps with in a week? I haven't counted but it's a lot!" I can hear my voice raising so I take a deep breath. I don't want to shout at her, it's not her fault she's fallen in love with a cheater.

"You need to leave Rafe. We're not together anymore. Get over it." Her voice has a sharp edge to it, one I've never heard before. "I can't." I state, my voice desperate, "Not until I know wether or not you love me back. For fucks sake Y/n I was your first time! Did that mean nothing to you? Do you remember all the good times we had? When I took you dancing every week? Our picnics in the summer? Carving pumpkins before Halloween?" Her hands are shaking. "Get out." She spits, tears now streaming down her face. I don't move. "Get out Rafe! I don't love you anymore, I've moved on. You have to accept that." I shake my head repeatedly. "I'll never accept that Y/n." I tell her before exiting her house, regret coursing through my veins. I've hurt her, I never wanted to do that. I don't know what I wanted to happen. Her break up with her boyfriend and we have a happily ever after story? I don't know. All I know is that I regret it. I regret everything.

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𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟖𝟑𝟎