#∘⡊ ☾ ˚ ‣ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 : kiara carrera - unitcd

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"please don't be in love with someone else." Kie to Rafe

He remembers the first time he met Kiara ; that weekend that Sarah was insistent on having her over. Rose told her 'no' a few times, but all she had to do was beg to Ward and suddenly they were having company that day. Being the odd one out in more ways than one he kept from the girls and let them do what they were going to do but from the moment his eyes fell on her he knew.

Her hair with lose curls that fell around her face no matter how hard she tried to tame them with the hair tie she wore against her wrist with the number of leather and beaded bracelets. Her shirt , one of those souvenir airbrushed shirts with her name and 'save the turtles' underneath a cartoony looking turtle with large eyes and a doofy smile. The colors were faded, which told Rafe that must have been her favorite shirt along with the hole in the collar. Her turquoise pants that hung loose from her legs with large pockets that she and Sarah shoved a number of sea shells into from along the shore line. He remembers how they'd annoyingly clank against each other when they ran by. Rafe also remembers the ugly flip flops she wore that she kept losing off of her feet until she finally decided she'd run around barefoot instead.

He remembers how they would laugh, and Kie's would stand out over Sarah's. It was louder, happier, somehow more genuine and when she said 'hi' to him it was friendly on it's own merit. Not simply because he's Sarah's brother.

He also remembers the very moment he looked at this girl and thought that he could love her if he was ever given the chance. Something he never thought would happen because why would it? Sure, he's Rafe Cameron but that holds different meaning to different people and he wasn't sure which side of the fence she sat on.

Not until now when he sits with his head in her lap, looking up at her as she speaks those words to him.

" Unlikely. " Rafe smiles. " Kie, there is no way I could ever be in love with anyone else. You are one of a kind and I'd be a fucking fool if I let you go for someone else. "

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There was this feeling in his gut that was just a sudden onset. Was it out of nowhere, or was there a build up to that moment in which he finds himself at John B's house looking at Kiara with JJ. Arms wrapped around each other, lips on each other and he's left standing there watching this display feeling like a fucking idiot.

The idiot everyone claims he is ; she just proved that to be right didn't she? Even as she says it's not what it looks like Rafe's blue eyes go wide with disbelief. " Really ? " He laughs, but it's so disheartening, hollow.

" Not what it looks like ; well then explain to me, Kiara what it is because I don't see what else this could possibly be." The hurt is there in his words, in his eyes as he looks at her the way he does. He's hurt people it's true and people have hurt him. But he truly thought she would be the last person to ever do that. And yet she's just inflicted a pain worse than anything he's ever felt. He can feel it in his chest and in his lungs. As though they're tightening unable to function correctly.

This is when he would move quick and launch his fist into JJ's face but he doesn't move. There was too much effort into getting better, getting his shit in order and with her help he managed to keep it going. But this display in front of him he can feel the cracks in the foundation starting to grow wider and yet he still doesn't act. Go back to that place? Oh, it's tempting even as he sees JJ's smug face sitting on that couch.

Then she asks him -- that's classic -- ask him what he means about her having a type. He shakes his head and forces a laugh even if it hurts to do so. " Yeah, you have a type." He motions to JJ. " And it's not me. "

Tongue to teeth he shakes his head as he steps back, his hands up in defeat. " It's whatever, Kie. " but it wasn't just whatever. There is a love for her there ; one he got brave enough to express to her and now he can feel it breaking off piece by piece and it's sharp edges leaving cuts as they fall away.

@unitcd continued from here. ;)