"RAFE!! Are you listening to me??!!" Ward snaps at him, Rafe slightly jumps at his father screaming to get his attention, how long was he zoned out for?
Ward is staring at him, speechless, waiting for a response from Rafe, he just stands still, not moving a muscle, only staring at his father. How did he even get here?
March 20th
1 month ago..
Rafe was heading home, his black truck standing out in the neighborhood, speeding just a little over the limit, eager to go home, relax, be in his own bubble for a while before everyone else disrupted his peace, god he hated that, he hated having a tiring day and coming home to a full house, the noise bothering him and his thoughts.
As he pulled into the driveway, he sighed of relief, finally home. He got out of his truck, took out his keys and started walking into the door, and that's when he froze, he heard laughter. Not Sarahs or Wheezies.. But someone else's? Fuck, he cant get peace now, Sarah probably has one of her friends over, they are going to be loud, obnoxious, probably make a mes or break something. He thought to himself while he entered the house, swinging the door open and slightly slamming to make it known he's there. He drops his keys in the counter next to the door, taking off his shoes and trying to hear where the noise is coming from so he can stay as far away as possible. And it's from Sarah's room, how nice. He's going to hear practically everything now, he can't wait!
The wooden stairs creek as Rafe makes his way to his room, the chattering and laughing now getting louder, he furrows his brows as he keeps going, he swears he can recognize that voice from somewhere, it wasn't one of Sarah's usual friend but it felt so familiar, hes getting closer to Sarah's room and his curiosity takes over him, he stops at Sarah's door, he pushes the door open to see his sister and you. He looks at the girls in front of him, but he's focusing on you, he hasn't seen you in a while, you look.. different? but also the same, nothing about you has changed, your face is the same, hair looks the same, you just grew up, you look older even though you are only a year or so younger than him, he remembers you looking younger, is his mind fucking with him? Why is he putting so much importance to it anyway, he just hasn't seen you in a while, i mean he has, from afar but now he's closer, seeing you in more detail.
"Uhmm.. what do you want? Atleast say hi to Y/N." Sarah says looking back at you, emmbarrased by her brother's actions, he's staring like he's never seen a woman before, kind of ironic. Rafe attempts to say something but his brain doesn't follow, so he opens and closes his mouth, trying to find the words, he's still staring at you, you are conscious of it so you proceed to look down and play with the hem of your skirt, silently praying his gaze from you adverts. Sarah grows an inpatient look in her face waiting for brother to respond, she rolls her eyes, ready to get up and close the door in his face, he notices andfinally says something.
"I- uh, i was checking on you,- he says with uncertainty, since when does Rafe Cameron check on his sister?- "Hi Y/N.." before he gets a response he's already turning around to leave the room, his brows furrow.What the hell was that? He replays the words in his mind, cringing himself.
"Is he alright..?" You turn to Sarah as you ask, trying to process what the hell had happened, you're not even sure if you have ever seen Rafe so awkward around a girl, he's usually well, anything but whatever the hell that was.
"Hes probably high as hell right now, don't mind." she shrugs, continuing her previous conversation, unbothered with the weirdest interaction that shes ever seen her brother be in.
Rafe clenches his jaw at that as he stands next to Sarah's doorframe "Hes probably high as hell right now, " so annoying, always has to blabber about something, he thinks to himself, he cant stand people who dont mind their business, great, now you probably think he gets high at broad daytime too, why does it matter though?
Fuck, he needs to calm down, he never cares what people think of him, so why does it matter? He shakes his head as he makes way upstairs to his room, cursing at himself for putting such importance on a stupid thing.
He's always had a problem with his temper, sometimes it just snaps, especially when people gossip about him, when he's right there, he finds it so stupid and even more stupid when his own family members do it too.
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He hears laughter from downstairs, this time he thinks it's coming from the kitchen or living room. ugh, his thoughts are interrupted now, great, he's hearing it again, louder this time. He shifts in his bed, gets up, paces a few times, opens the drawer to looks at his stash, shakes his head, closes his drawer again, paces a bit more and sits down, hand going through his soft hair, and back to his neck. He still hears it, what the hell is going on? He groans, he can't focus on anything anymore, he faintly hears your voice, if he's really quiet, he can, he hears stuff being moved around or whatnot, he sighs as he decides to get up and.. check on you guys, for some reason. While contemplating with his decision his feet are already dragging him downstairs, what is he even going to do when he gets there? I came downstairs to see what you guys were doing even though i shouldnt and dont care, okay im going to stand here now for a while, just pretend im not there, and still he's going down the stairs, for whatever reason, he blames it on curiosity, he hasn't seen you in a while, that's it.
He gets to the first floor, voices closer, he keeps walking to the direction, entering the kitchen, just standing there, at first he sees Sarah and you.. Cooking something? He raises an eyebrow, trying to understand what's going on here. "God you're making a mess" you say at Sarah, trying to contain your laughter as she tries to make what seems as, tomato sauce..? Whatever she's doing he agrees with you, Sarah has no idea how to cook. He's not any better anyway..
"What the hell are you guys doing?" he says before they catch him just looking again, god he wants to burn that interaction.He sees the two girls immediately turn around, Sarah's smile drops, continuing with her usual eye roll as she turns back around to continue stirring the sauce, which smells burnt by the way, but you decide not to say that comment. Your eyes stay on him though, he notices and looks back at you, not saying anything, just waiting a response from you first, he takes the opportunity to look at you again, holding back a smirk as you look away first, trying to find something to do, grabbing random stuff and putting them back as you move around. Well damn, he feels better about himself knowing he's not the only one who got nervous like that.
"We are cooking dingus, what's it looking like to you?" His sister responds in a tone, annoyed he's barging in her hangout, acting like he's 12 again and bothering his sister to annoy her. Rafe rolls his eyes at the response as he makes way to the stove, looking down at the pot as he twists his face, trying not to smell the slight burning of the tomatoes. "You call this cooking? This looks like shit, throw it away and stop making a mess." he says as he moves away from the pot, making way to the fridge, noticing you close to it as he walks past, trying to ignore your gaze at him. "Fuck off Rafe, go out or something, stop bothering us." Sarah says, annoyed at him offering so much opinion to them. He closes the fridge as he looks back at you, as you turn around, not agreeing or giving any opinion to the siblings' small banter, wait, have you even spoken to him all this time? He shrugs at his own question and forgets Sarah's slight insult.
"Hes so weird today, please don't mind him" Sarah says, annoyed at him offering so much opinion to them. He closes the fridge as he looks back at you, as you turn around, not agreeing or giving any opinion to the siblings' small banter, wait, have you even spoken to him all this time? He shrugs at his own question and forgets Sarah's slight insult.
"Hes so weird today, please don't mind him" Sarah makes sure hes away so she can throw away whatever she had on that pot, not wanting to satisfy her brother by doing what he suggested in the first place. "Dont apologize, it's fine." you say in a small smile, making your way to Sarah to help her clean up.
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A/N: First chapter!! big thank you to whoever reads and interacts!˖˚⊹ ꣑ৎ
