"So you gone fix it?" Rafe plucked the joint from his lips to nod towards the silver pile of trash in the middle of the workshop. "Want me to fix it?", Barry asked back. "You know I don't give a fuck", Rafe shrugged and offered an arrogant grin-he had that kind of money and a Porsche to spare. "Alright. I'm gonna fix it", Barry decided. "But I want you to help me, bro"

Canon compliant rafebarry fanfiction, in which Rafe seeks salvation from his sins in Barry (and a giant gold cross). Rafe thinks he's going to hell for what he did to Peterkin so he picks up a bible and realizes that if you think about it, him and his dad are not so different from the Heavenly Father and his son Jesus Christ. (Yeah, he's going fully insane in this one) TW for all things Rafe Cameron, meaning drugs, graphic violence, domestic abuse, suicidal& homicidal thoughts,...-Nah, sorry, because are these really trigger warnings or is it just a peek into Rafes daily to-do list? Also a disclaimer, since Rafe is going to be drunk and/or high throughout this entire book, the consent given is obviously questionable.