Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r F i f t y - E i g h t

Y/n's POV:

Whilst driving home, I was not really distracting Rafe, he seemed tense,  jaw clenched and grip tightly around the apparatus...

My mind momentarily jumps to the worst conclusion of who that girl might be, but what I am certain in, is the fact that she's someone from his past...

'Are you sure, you're alright?' I ask one final time, trying to make it sound less pressuring, but more absentminded,

'Yes I am.' He responds, sternly,

Fine, I'll just discover who that girl is myself...

—-

After entering Rafe's house, all the memories flow back, from when we utterly wanted each other dead,

Once he pressed gun to my throat, raising my chin against that wall...

Then in his room, I was searching for that jacket that could've contained his gun, but then he walked in, catching me off-guard and almost murdering me...

'Hey-oh hey Y/n!' Wheezie says, walking towards us,

'Hey Wheez, why are you up so late?' I ask, she glances at me, I quickly realise that she's not six anymore, we didn't talk a lot, but she did help me when I was trying to find some of Rafe's belongings, 'right sorry, my bad.' I continue as we chuckle,

'What are you doing here...standing, together, closely packed...' Wheezie mutters in confusion,

'We are...'

'She's my girlfriend.' Rafe tersely says, no bounds, no explanation on how it happened, he just said it...

Her eyes widen, so do mine, but her especially as she chuckles in disbelief,

'I-is that a joke?' She asks as Rafe pulls me closer by my waist, 'no, okay, how did you even get her? I mean, look at you.' Wheezie says, I couldn't contain my laughter as I placed a hand over my mouth,

Rafe rolled his tongue against the inside of his cheek, nodding his head slowly and cocking his head to one side,

'Wheezie, go do your damn homework, or I'll have to tell mum that you didn't.' Rafe says, smiling at her, teasing on purpose,

'You promised that you wouldn't.'

'I promise a lot of things,' Rafe says, tilting his head,

'Fine, Y/n, Rafe couldn't shut up about you-' Before Wheezie could say any more, Rafe steps in and attempts to grab her, however she slips out and runs upstairs, closing her bedroom's door,

I chuckle as I glare at Rafe, he bites the inside of his cheek and he glances at me,

'Don't even say a word.' Rafe threatens as I nod, smiling,

Rafe looks at me from the corner of his eye as he smirks and nods,

'Fine, you keep smiling, it won't be so funny once I get you upstairs, now will it darling?' He asks rhetorically,

I look at him, my smile fading as I gulp, he smirks, stepping closer as he cups my chin, looking at me...

—-

Whilst Rafe was in the bathroom, I quickly grasped my phone, calling Barry,

'Hey-' He says sleepily, it is the middle of the night,

'I need your help, just answer my question okay-please-' I mutter frantically since Rafe can return any time,

'What-Y/n? It's middle of the night-'

'I know, but I need an answer, do you know who is the girl that has platinum-blonde hair ad green eyes? Rafe was talking with her, he will never tell me, and I need to know...'

I acknowledge that it is not deemed good, that i shouldn't try to know everything and maybe it is irrelevant and she is just an old friend, and maybe they were not on the best terms, so that wouldn't mean anything-

'Jenna-his ex girlfriend?' Barry asks, the worst conclusion was confirmed, I breathe in as I hear Rafe finishing up,

'Thank-you, I-erm, I got to go, good night-thank-you-'

'Wait-Y/n-'

I hung up and placed my phone on the counter,

Jenna...Jenna, Jenna, Jenna...

My subconscious gnaws at me, she is beautiful...snatched, no hamartias, no blemishes, she looks perfect...they go nice together-no, it's in the past, right?

Why was he so tense once he got back in the car then, I might be overthinking, what If I'm not-

Rafe walks out, placing his blouse on the chair,

We're in his room, he has a massive poster-bed, I attempt to distract myself from the thoughts of her and him...

'Love, turn off the lights, it's late.' He tells me as I nod and turn them off, turning my back towards him, facing the other way,

He turns off the lights from his side, he then wraps his hand around my waist, pulling me closer as he shuffles towards me himself, kissing me on my head, muttering 'good night princess.'

'Good night...' I respond, I am overthinking...right?