Oh You Know I Like It Rough. He Replies, Smirking As She Has Mentioned That She Could Go For The Knees

❝ Oh you know I like it rough. ❞ he replies, smirking as she has mentioned that she could go for the knees first, then for the jugular. He likes to rile her up, what can he say? ❝ Besides all I have to do is pick you up and put you on top of the fridge, what are you going to do? You can't jump down, might hurt yourself. ❞

"the really cool thing about being short is i can take you out by your knees with no effort. the bigger they are, the harder they fall and all that." she eaves a hand around and she knows she's feeding into it. insults and threats, although playful, only egg him on more. "you won't be saying that when i take a chunk out of your jugular."

❝ 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."

𝖨𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗒 Rafe couldn't see that Ward had done something to all of his children ; all he could see was the favoritism toward Sarah. Even he saw that Wheezie seemed to be overlooked from time to time though it would seem like Rose had her eyes on her at least. Rafe felt like glass. He felt like everyone saw right through him, like he was never there and if he wasn't careful he'd break.

But he cracked, and cracked more and now here he is broken in front of Sarah. Something he's never let her see before because Ward taught him that emotions were not something a man could show anyone. And if he did he was weak, so when Rafe showed him the broken parts -- he'd be told what he was. And then it would be beaten into him both figuratively and literally. Ward has put his hands on Rafe time and time again when no one was looking. A slap across the face, a hard shove knocking him over ... Every time Rafe opted to numb himself it was not only to drown out the voices in his head that could never hold a conversation that wasn't conflicting ; it was to hide the fact just how much it hurt him to know that despite his words of love and suggestions that he does what he does to build character. They didn't build Rafe into anything other than the monster who would hurt his own sister , who longed to just be seen for the things he does right and not the things he does wrong.

Even when he tries to do right he's undermined and told differently.

Sarah reassures him that he's none of those things and her words while they can't fix it all seem to take the pieces and try to put them back together as best as they can possibly be. He looks up to her as tears stream down his cheeks.

He knows she's terrified of him, he's terrified of himself. But that doesn't stop Rafe from moving from his position and grabbing hold of Sarah around the waist and pulling her in to him, his head falling onto his sister's shoulder.

His voice comes out but he sounds so small in the moment, like a child.

❝ I'm so sorry. ❞

ward had done a wonderful job and ruining his children. from it rafe constant need to prove himself to their father in hopes to get a crumb of appreciation or attention to her intense fear of letting someone close in fear of being a disappointment. their father had worked his ass off for the life they had and however grateful sarah was for the things she had and experienced, she also just wanted freedom. the cameron household was a prison and she had escaped, if only leaving rafe and wheezie behind. the lying, the manipulations, the fake death and kidnapping? ward was no longer the father she wanted but the one she hated and wanted nothing to do with. yet, even though rafe had tried to kill her twice now, she still wanted to fix things if given the chance. to get her brother back and not what he had become.

the scene if front of her shatters her heart within seconds. she had never seen rafe so broken. so vulnerable before. at first, she doesn't know what to do. she hasn't seen rafe cry since they were kids. not since the first time she ever heard ward talk down to him and she comforted him afterwards the best she could at that age. rafe had always been strong. unmoving and withstand everything. it had been why people feared him before.

"you were never stupid or weak." sarah finally starts moving towards him, kneeling on the ground and pulling a hand on his arm. treading lightly in fear of doing the wrong thing. she hadn't expected this fight to turn into this and yet here, they were. "dad is an asshole. he's hurt all of is unexplainable ways. what he said, how he treated you, was never your fault. ward was just...." miserable felt like too little. psychotic felt like too much but honestly? "horrible. vile.i don't know." a shake of her head. "i didn't know it got that bad." she really had been wrapped up in her own world. it also didn't help that most of the time ward was berating and beating rafe without witnesses around.

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.

❝ No fish.❞ he replies, grinning as he leans into the kiss on his cheek. ❝ We'll do steak another night, I have something else in mind for tonight.❞ He squeezes her hand back and pulls her close. ❝ Let me surprise you, baby...I promise you'll love it and if you don't I'll go out and get you a steak from anywhere you want. Deal? ❞

"Good, because I'm so tired of looking at fish, smelling fish, being NEAR fish." Kie tells him, laughing slightly when he kisses her cheek. "I swear, if I see another one look at me at my parent's restaurant, I'm done." She jokes.

"Hmm, actually, a steak sounds fantastic." Taking his hand in hers, she ives it a solid squeeze. "And what is it that you're going to make me?"