What Started Out As A Simple Crack Post Has Turned Into Emotions , Shit...

What started out as a simple crack post has turned into emotions , shit...

Where is that "congratulations, you played yourself" gif when you need it.

❝ Case and point. ❞ he replies, shrugging his shoulders. He says he's done, and he's not going to fight him on it. But tell him he's wrong ; tell Rafe that Topper wouldn't choose Sarah over him if given the choice and if it was said he'd choose friendship? Rafe wouldn't believe it. Because everyone chooses Sarah.

❝ Guy who what? Come on Top, just say it. ❞

"I'm done arguing with you." He informs Rafe. "I'm done." He's not saying another word on the matter, that's final. No more.

Running a hand over his face in an agonizingly annoyed fashion, Topper lets out a dramatic sigh. "This, coming from the guy who - - -." No. He's not entertaining this bullshit anymore.

𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾, when it comes to people Rafe prefers to keep a small circle of people he actually keeps close. So far that circle is Topper, Kelce, and his own little sister. Anyone else is just there as a side character, background at best. That includes his own sister, Sarah since they no longer get along.

Georgie has done nothing to Rafe, personally. He just simply had no interest in getting to know anyone else ; he didn't need anyone else looking down on him like he's nothing or worse. Yet as a favor to Topper he's picking her up as she's walking in the rain.

Because sometimes...he can be nice.

❝ Yeah, yeah...❞ he could just say 'you're welcome' but he doesn't. At least not at first. Not until an awkward silence and he glances toward her a few times.

❝ You're welcome. ❞

@borntobebroken

Ending up in a car with her cousin’s best friend honestly hadn’t been part of Georgie’s plans for the evening. She had gotten the sense the eldest Cameron didn’t like her initially, and so she had spent the last three years steering clear of him for Topper’s sake. Her visit had only been meant to last the summer, after all. She had thought she could wait him out.

Then had came the accident that had turned her into a permanent resident of the island. And since she’d already been in the habit of avoiding him, Gigi had just…kept doing it when he was home. Rafe didn’t seem to like many people, so it had been easy enough to stop taking his attitude personally on the rare occasions they did interact after a while. She’d even come to expect it, which made his stopping his car beside her and offering her a lift home before it rained all the more out of character. “Whether you did it for Top or not, I’d have gotten soaked if I had to walk the rest of the way in this. So, thanks.”

❝ I'll do it one more time, but after that you're going to need to do something for me in return. ❞ he grins, biting his bottom lip. ❝ Sound fair ? ❞

@borntobebroken gets a starter call!

"do that again. that was really cute."

𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 to the monster that his sister was scared of. And even though he saw it all happening he couldn't stop it. Even if he heard himself screaming to stop. His own voice seemed muffled, distant, an echo where the words couldn't be made clear no matter how he tried to zone in and listen.

Even as she speaks, there is a voice he tries to ignore telling him not to listen but he knows that she's right - she never asked for what their father had in store for them. He worked his life from the ground up and never wanted his children to want for anything. But for that to happen they had to walk his path and not a path of their choice. Sarah was brave to break herself out of the fish bowl all the while Rafe was swimming in circles hoping to catch Ward's attention for an ounce of praise for the smallest of things. Even if he got that praise it was a short lived moment of victory that would be later ripped away from being chastised for something else he had done wrong.

Rafe soon slumps down on the ground, his knees to his chest, his hands in his hair as he finds himself rocking back and forth like a small child. Never has he allowed his sister to see any kind of weakness until this moment. The dam is busted and there is no stopping it. She's seen him at his worst and she's fought his demons.

But now he sits before her broken. No, broken was too simple. Shattered more like and none of the pieces were fitting anymore as he scrambled to put them back together.

❝ I never wanted to hurt you ... And when I told him I didn't care I did I lied. I cared. I hated myself for it. I just wanted you to see me. I wanted you to see me like you used to. I know it was wrong and I tried to stop but all I could hear, all I could see... ❞ he can't explain it, not the way he wants too. The words spill out of his mouth in whimpers and muffled held in sobs that he couldn't bring himself to release.

❝ I thought if I showed him that I felt nothing he'd not think I was stupid, that I was weak, that he'd stop throwing me around like I was a stupid, broken toy meant for the garbage...❞

maybe she hadn't even noticed. maybe she was so wrapped up in her own escape that she hadn't realized she had started to become just like them in ways she didn't want to be. sarah never meant it if she had looked at him like that. at least not before he's almost taken her life twice. now is a different story. there is too much that's happened for her to not have a jaded outlook on things. the trust she once held within rafe had disappeared the first time he laid hands on her. he was her big brother. he was suppose to be her protector and yet he had become something she feared.

"that's not my fault! you're blaming me for something that dad did. i didn't ask him to compare us. i didn't want him to. i wanted to be my own person. not some example. not to have expectations just hoisted on my shoulders without a say." now she's sure ward would probably tell her she was a disgrace. no matter how much she pretended that rafe's anger and jealousy towards her didn't effect her, it does. it eats at her. hold some fault, even though she's not the one who put the pressure on him.

a flinch is given in response. once at the finger in her face and the second to the sound of his own hand against his head. "rafe..." it's said softly, concerned that he might hurt himself or her in this moment. rafe had become unpredictable to her.

concerned eyes follow him, trying to steel herself for whatever may come her way from him. from his anger to his fists, who knew. but she hadn't expected that outburst. and the look of fear turns into one of sympathy. rafe had just been crying out for help and everyone just tossed him away, sarah included. unintentionally but still done and she can visibly see it. it makes her heart break, tears forming in her own eyes.

"you're none of those things, you know." she means it, even if she's sure he won't take it as such. "look, dad sucks." that was and understatement. "he wanted me to be this perfect daughter who never fought for her own life and that's not me. he wanted you to be something you weren't because it didn't meet HIS expectations. he doesn't define us anymore, rafe."

... Y'all got me having emotions over here on Rafe.

I don't like it.