𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐄 | Rafe Cameron

1.

Leanne

I'm in hospital? Again?! Can I catch a break? No, apparently I can't.

"Morning, baby."

"Rafe?" I squint through my eyes and blunt harshly, trying to get rid of the fogginess. "Why am I- why am I covered in blood?" I sit up before Rafe jumps up from his chair, resting his hand on my chest to lay me back down. "No, why am I here, again!" Rafe rests his head on his hands fisted together on my bed.

"Rafe!" He huffs and stands up making me flinch at the sudden motion. "Rafe!"

"I'm trying, okay?!" What is going on right now, I'm in hospital with blood everywhere, I have no recollection of why the fuck I'm here and my boyfriend won't tell me because he's having a mental breakdown. He paces back and forth, rubbing his tired eyes, "your mom-"

"-What mom!" I throw back.

"Hey!" He yells and makes his way to my bed to hold onto the side table, hunched over he breathes heavily, "she shot you and- an- and you almost died and I was" his voice croaks but gets louder "-I was not there! The one time you needed..." he stands straight again as he heads for the room door but turning back in his heels. "And I wasn't there!" His chest falling forward when his hands sit in his knees for a second before pacing again.

"I was shot?" I hear myself say.

"Yes, and I'm so sorry, baby-"

"Rafe it's not your fault." He stills in spot. "You didn't know."

"But I should have, Lee!"

"Who would know that my sociopathic step mother was in my bathroom ready to kill me!" I ask rhetorically but he answers anyway, "ME! I should have known!" He roars and I've never heard him speak to me like this, ever.

"Rafe, your scaring me." And id just had an attempted murder acted on me. But the people you love hurt you more than people you don't. "It's nobody's fault, and it's not mine so stop yelling at me like it is..."

He says nothing. He just stands with his forehead on the wall that faces the connected bathroom, so I'm unable to see his face. "Rafe, is there something else?" It goes silent for a while.

"I killed her."

"You- you did... what?" I sob, suddenly scared of my boyfriend. The person I love. MY person.

"The police know." Oh my god, he's going to jail! "It was self defence, they said they'll come over to get the full story again but..." he doesn't finish, he just stands there as he stares down at me looking for a reaction but I'm frozen. He killed someone. Willingly.

"Say something." I hear but it's quiet and my vision is blank. "Lee," he goes to hold my hand but I immediately whip it away almost hitting myself at the whip.

"Don't touch me."

Rafes mouths hangs low at my words. "I want you to leave." He goes to say something, more than once his mouth moves but no sound comes out. He backs away. "No, we can talk about this, I'll stay here- I'll stay put right here. I'll give you space but please-"

"No, I want you to leave." I sob loudly, edging further up the bed almost like I'm trying to get away from him. I can't look at him right now. He killed someone. Hurt someone, yes, with reason but the thought of him being so vicious was something I couldn't bare right now.

I look at him from the crook of my eyes, his slender figure stands at the door way with both hands scrubbing his head of hair. "No-" his sound fails, "I'm scaring you?" All I do is nod. I see his figure move closer and closer but he stop when my head quivers, halting him. Suddenly, his eyes glass over and I try not to break.

"Please." I plead and with that, he leaves, letting the door fall closed but I see him through the window of the door. He stays there. "Don't cry don't cry don't-" I chant before the tears come welling all over again. When I look up he's finally gone, and I'm alone.