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──── CHAPTER FIVE, romantic rafe
THE NEXT DAY, Kate woke up with Milo next to her and she smiled knowing nothing happened to him last night. "You survived" she pets him and after staying a little more time in bed she decided to take a shower and wear a white blouse with a denim skirt and her expensive favorite sandals, matching her outfit.
She was, again, thinking a way on how to tell Rafe about her future plans, he won't take it the right way and she didn't expected him to do it; she thought she knew him well enough and he would get mad, he wouldn't hurt her or do craziness but seeing the way he's recently acting she didn't know anymore.
Another problem came to her mind; Rafe doing drugs, it wasn't something new for the blonde, she has seen people doing it in parties even when they were in high school but seeing Rafe doing coke never came to her mind, she wouldn't mind if it was just marihuana that wasn't that dangerous but cocaine is something else, something to be care of.
At this point, she was walking without direction. If someone see her, they would think she's enjoying to walk her dog but that's it, they can't see o read what's going on inside of her, even though the main trouble she was thinking of, wasn't such a deal, it was for her, it daily happens to her; making a big deal over everything.
Coming home with Milo she saw Topper about to leave the house but stopped him. "You bitch" she said lauder than usual. "We need to talk" she took him inside again and release Milo to let him run in the house. Both siblings sit on the couch and Topper looked confused knowing she was mad, he knew that face.
"What's wrong?" He asked still looking at her the same way. "Look, whatever it is it can wait, I have to go—" but before he could finished, she spoke.
"No, you won't leave until you tell what the hell is wrong with you and why did you get angry at Sarah after she decided she didn't want to have sex" she raised her brow at him, waiting for an answer.
Topper nervously laugh and leaned back to the couch, both of his hands on the sides of the white coach and crossed his legs. "That's none of your business" he looked indignant that his sister try to talk to him about sex, what he should do or not.
"None of my— oh my god, Topper. Didn't your stupid ass notice that you hurt her? You made her think it was her fault and that she should feel ashamed of saying no." His sister shaked her head and unbelievably looking at him.
"That wasn't my intention. We were about to— " he was finding the words to avoid some of them in front of his sister. "She was sure, she told me she wanted and then—"
