𝑦／𝑛 𝑝𝑜𝑣 i woke up before rafe and decided to go for a drive to town to get a few things.
i softly got out of bed, not waking rafe up thankfully. i wasn't bothered showering so i went to my closet and chose one of rafes sweatshirts and a pair of shorts with my plain white airforces.
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i walked downstairs and wrote a note for rafe. then i grabbed rafes range rover keys and phone, then left.
i turned on my music then left.
𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑣
i wake up to the feeling of y/n not in my arms anymore. i slowly sit up and look around our room. she isn't in here, and i don't hear her in the bathroom.
i stand up and start to walk downstairs, after putting a shirt on. i look around and still can't find her.
"y/n, baby" i yell, thinking she will come out.
she still doesn't answer.
i walk to the kitchen, to find a note. 'hey baby, i went for a drive to the store to get us some things. i won't be too long. in the meantime just have some rafe time. love you xx'.
"she's gonna be the death of me, i swear" i say to myself while walking to the living room.
𝑦／𝑛 𝑝𝑜𝑣
i felt free. just driving. listening to music full blast. not a care in mind. letting the nice breeze hit my face.
i finally got to town. i went straight to the grocery store. i decided to start buying diapers cause why not. while i was looking for the newborn ones, an old lady was smiling at me.
"how far along" she asks walking up to me.
"six months" i say smiling, placing my hand on my stomach.
"oh, is the father around, you couldn't possibly be here alone" she says looking around.
"oh, no his asleep at home, i left while he was sleeping so i could have some alone time" i say looking down at my stomach.
"oh ok, well i better let you get home to the lucky man, who has this beautiful girl in his life" she says smiling as wide as her small, fragile mouth can.
"thank you, it was nice meeting you" i say before grabbing three packets of diapers.
once i pay for them, i get back in the car and drive home. i started listening to my music, playing my tupac playlist. until jay called me.
"hey what's up loser" i ask while answering.
"can you please come pick me up" she asks, sounding like she's been crying.
"yeah where from" i ask in a tone i didn't know i had.
"um. the cut" she says quickly.
"what, what the fuck are you doing there" i say stomping my my breaks.
"um....barry, he took me to his house and did something then i ran" she says crying again.
"ok, it's ok, go to john bs, i'll get you from there" i say turning around.
"ok, thank you" she says, obviously running from the sound wind in the background.
i hang up and instantly call rafe. it dials twice before he answers.
"hey baby, i miss yo-"
"rafe, get in your fucking car and go get jay from john bs, now" i say in a rushed and harsh tone.
"you took the rover" he says walking fast.
"then take the fucking truck, just go fucking get jay and bring her back to our house" i say before hanging up and messaging jay, letting her know rafe is on the way.
i soon arrive to a run down, dirty ass white trailer. i get out and slam my door shut, sliding the gun on my hip, under my sweatshirt.
"BARRY, YOU MOTHERFUCKER" i scream at the top of my lungs.
"wow, what's up with you mrs country club" he says smirking, walking out to his porch.
"shut the FUCK UP" i say booting his kneecap, breaking it.
"ow, what the fuck" he yells while falling to the ground.
"shut up bitch" i say punching him in the nose, knocking him completely to the ground.
"what are you doi-"
"what the fuck did you do to my sister" i say stomping on his chest.
"oh, you mean the chick with the tight puss-"
i interrupt him by getting the gun and hitting him in the face with it. i then decide to punch him over and over, moving the gun to my other hand.
"what did you do prick, tell me now, cause i swear to fucking god, i will pull this trigger" i say putting the gun in between his eyes.
"ok ok. she was walking alone and so i offered her some coke and she didn't want any, and i got mad so i knocked her out and took her back here. then i stripped her and did my thing. then she woke up when i finished and tried to stop me but i didn't until finally she kicked me and ran" he said quickly. making me feel sick in my stomach.
"your a piece of shit" i say shooting him in the head, blood splattered all over my face and clothes.
i stand there looking at him body on the ground, shocked that i did that. i was brought out of my thoughts my thoughts when i get a text.
rafe: where are you? on the way.
i look at his lifeless body one last time before walking up to the car. i get into my seat and look down at my sweatshirt, seeing blood all over it. i look up and the mirror and see not an inch of my real face that is nothing but blood.
"FUCK" i scream while bursting into tears.
"i'm such a fucking idiot" i say through gritted teeth, while banging the steering wheel.
i then turn on the car and speed home, as fast as i could. i was looking out the window constantly, hoping i was home soon.
