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"Please Rafe. Just let me go," She murmured noticing the anger in his eyes.

"What your scared I'm gonna hurt you?" She tried to break from his grip but she couldn't as much as she tried, he just held on tighter , his fingers on the verge of drawing blood.

She felt the throbbing pain on her arm, as she looked into his eyes, the same look on his face he had every time he was mad, or about to lose his temper, she didn't shun or cry even if her eyes were getting watery tears threatening to spill, she just prepared herself.

"Come on, I missed you Arch..things haven't been the same since you left," He still had the rage written in his eyes but also a pleading look too.

"Rafe, you know why we broke up, just let me go and move on..please just back off, your hurting me," With his hand still on her arm; gripping it tightly, even tighter than before drawing blood, some dripping down his hand.

"I told you it was a accident!" The anger that had been away the façade fading from the nice front he put up..at least as nice as he could be, turning to a look of annoyance, anger, and frustration.

But before he could advance and act on his anger Sarah's voice piqued through the tension palpable in the air, followed by Kiara's.

"She told you to back off didn't she?" Kiara stood in between the two while Sarah pried his hands off Arche's arm.

Kiara stood infront of Rafe ,"And why would I listen?" He asked not backing down.

"Because if you really care even a little bit you wouldn't do that," She gestured to Arche's now bleeding arm.

"Accident once but twice Rafe really?" Sarah gave him a glare, like if he didn't leave she was gonna kill him then and there.

And eventually he left throwing some profanities and drunken slurs but he did leave eventually, Kiara and Sarah were now helping bandage up Arche's arm.

"Don't tell them ok? Between us?" Arche had a hint of plead but also of seriousness in her voice, she eventually had calmed down feeling safer with Kiara and Sarah.

"Between us," They both said almost at the same time, "But you know they'll find out soon right? Arche..this is the second time I've seen him physical with you, you need to press charges or something," Sarah was hoping through her words that Arche would do something about it.

"I can't...he'll just go after me if I tried plus a Kook against a Pouge wouldn't work you know that, he's Ward Cameron's son that's practically immunity to anything legal," She had hesitancy in the idea, she couldn't do that to him even if she didn't feel for him anymore.

"Ok well, at least promise that if he shows up again you'll tell me, we'll beat his ass ourselves, you get it from your dad enough you don't deserve him too," Sarah finally finished bandaging up her arm.

"Thanks," She jumped off the bench that she once was sitting on.

"Now let's go party we can't let that bastard ruin it all for us, can we?" Kiara grabbed Sarah and Arches hand dragging them back to the party.

The night was full of fun, drinking, games, swimming, and it was the best the group felt in a while, like a weight off their shoulders, the treasure hunt being put on a pause for a break of time for themselves was one of the best decisions they made ever, and they could all agree on that.

"Come on, your drunk," Pope pleaded with a drunk Arche to get into the Twinkie, most of the group was drunk but Arche was a little worse off than them and of course boy savior came to her aid.

"Come on Pope, live a little!" She whined, a overdramatic frown on her face, although it didn't last long because she started laughing.

"Come on.." Pope grabbed her arm pulling her up from her seat, hoisting her up and guiding her to the Twinkie catching her when she stumbled.

He let go of her for a moment but kept a hand on her shoulder, sliding open the door to let her in, helping her every now and then.

She sat in the passenger while Pope stole the keys from John B to drive since he was really the only sober one of the group at that moment, Arche laid back against the seat, arching her head up just a little.

"Thanks Pope.." She murmured, the night catching up to her, exhaustion following.

"For what? I told you I'd be here."

"For everything not just this.."

He smiled at her looking over, before pushing a price of hair behind her ear, "No problem, princess anytime."

But oh god did he wish she was sober, when those two words came out of her mouth, they always sounded sweeter that way.