#rxoulfr

“Sh- fuck!”

Nearly taking a face dive off of a cliff face certainly was not ideal, hands scrambling to grip the rock as she swung her legs back to find her footing. Almost there didn't feel all too joyful as her knees hit the rough surface. Wincing slightly, she pushed on, cautiously testing out the crumbling stone as she went. Nothing felt as good as hauling herself up onto the damp grass, anxious laughter shaking her chest.

The burning pain and blood welling from her knees and hands could be ignored, more than happy to sprawl out on the grass and enjoy the safety of steady ground.

“I wasn’t expecting things to get so intense and...go in that direction.” Mia smiled, face flushed. She covered her face with her hands and tugged at her wild hair lightly with her fingers. Usually one night stands were no big deal for her. But usually it was rare for her to sleep with someone she was actually into and she would be lying to herself if she said she wasn’t into Rafe. Mia hated it.

“Sorry if it sucked. I become a klutz when I drink. I mean I’m one when I’m sober but it gets worse. Totally not sexy. Luckily I wasn’t totally wasted or things would have gotten weird and awkward.”

Mia was perched on the counter, sipping her own coffee. She grinned back. “You haven’t done anything to me personally, except being too pretty for your own good.” She chuckled. “But you have that look. Like if someone trusts you, it will result with them being bitten in the ass. Not that its a bad thing. It’s actually very attractive.” She nods and swings her bare legs.

With a soft hum, she combed her hands through his hair, pausing slightly to brush her thumb against the scar edging along his temple. For once, she could say that he looked tired; slumped forward on the edge of the bed as she fixed his hair, eyes trained on his hand as he tried and tried again to clench it into a fist.Frown tugging at her lips, she leant forward to take his hand in her own, head settling on his shoulder.

“Ya know we don’t have to go tonight… At least not for long. Just show our faces for a bit then come home…”

Sarah trailed off, hand slipping away as she moved to kneel in front of her partner. Struggle for a moment to tie his bowtie, she settled with what she could do for the time being. Attempting a weary smile, her palm came to rest on his cheek, thumb running over the rough stubble. She was more than aware that he had begun to hate any big event, especially when he was struggling to rise to his feet or walk a few steps without a shuddering limp.He hated the stares. She hated how bitter miserable it was making him.

Ever since the first kidnapping, Ellie has become rather paranoid at the smallest of sounds. She’s getting better at sleeping alone, but there would still be the nights that they would bother to the point she couldn’t sleep. That’s when she’d make her way to wherever Rafe was and stay with him till she fell asleep. However, tonight he wasn’t in his bedroom and Ellie could feel her nerves start to get to her as the toddler started to make her way down the stairs as a small hand came to rub at sleepy eyes. 

When she saw him at the bottom of the stairs, there was such confusion on her face as she made it down a few steps. “I can’t sleep...But daddy, is everything oka-?” Her voice caught in her throat as she looked at the man on the ground, seeing blood spill onto the pristine floor. Her eyes adverted back to Rafe, and blood stained his own hands. She didn’t know what to say, the small toddler just stood there in shock, shaking at the sight as she slowly backed away up the stairs before quickly turning around and running off. 

“Where have you been?”

His words almost sounded slurred, voice heavy with alcohol, making her jolt as she passed into the living room. Her brow furrowed, turning to look at him, watching him brood and curse to himself, taking a cautionary step back when he finally rose to his feet.He knew, she’d told him. Told him that she was going to go out with friends (despite the pains they were at the galas she met them as, they were all she really had). Why didn’t he believe her?Why couldn’t she answer?

“I asked you a question.”

Her mouth dropped open slightly, desperately fumbling with her words but managing nothing more than a sigh of distain as Rafe slunk closer. With a heavy swallow, head hanging slightly, the woman went again to step away, freezing as his hand came to grip her jaw. Close enough to smell the bitter drink on his breath, she winced at the building pressure, carefully trying to pry away his fingers.

"B-baby, you’ve drank far too much… Let go, okay? You’re hurtin’ me.” Her voice broke slightly as the hold loosened, watching his eyes soften slightly. Was that regret she could see? “I was seeing some friends, that’s all. I told you, remember?”

Sarah frowned as his expression shifted again, hand softly rubbing the spot he’d once been gripping as his arm dropped away. He looked angry, tired, moving away to pace back and forth, hands balled into fists by his side.She knew that work could rile him up, but never to this point. Not to wear he’d drunk to the point of mindless babbling to himself, to being outwardly aggressive with her. Reaching out to stop his own, hushed rant, she was quick to flinch away at his response.

"Were you… Were you with someone else? Back to what you used to be? I wouldn’t be surprised.”

The words were vile, spat at her like venom. She’d stood on a snake that didn’t want to strike.Breath catching in her throat, her eyes stung, words gathering and choking her as he glared onwards. He was quick to realise his mistake, shoulders slumping as he watched the tears slowly trail her cheeks, trying to snag her arm as she turned to leave. Shit, it would have went better if she hadn't pulled away. Jerking forward to try and free her arm, one foot clipped the other, gravity taking hold and bringing her toppling forwards.Part of her wanted it to be over then.

Her face was throbbing, head spinning as she hauled herself up and onto her knees, hazy vision making out patches of glistening red on the formerly pristine porcelain floor. Groaning, Sarah swatted his hands away as he tried to help, unwilling to feel for whatever was the source of the bleed, unwilling to have to look at him after what he'd said.Standing now, slowly, staggering in an attempt to gain her balance, she let herself sway as she walked, grimacing at the bitter taste in her mouth.

kiss kiss!

“Hey, hey! Baby, c'mere I haven’t seen you all day.”

She grinned as he tried to snake past her, snagging his tie in her hand and slowly tugging him closer. Fingers curled into the fabric, she lifted her free hand to softly cup his chin, thumb brushing over the rough stubble. Head canting to the side, Sarah paused to carefully observe him, smiling as his brow furrowed in confusion.

Her smile widened slightly as she felt his hands settling on her rear, cheeks flushing, chuckling slightly. She wanted to deny him the kiss, laugh it off and push him away like the tease she was.Never got the chance to. Barely managed to tilt her head away before she was quickly pulled back into his kiss. She didn't fight it, grip falling slack on his tie, letting her fingers curl into Rafe's hair. Turning from him, the woman gave a small huff, breathless, cheeks burning red.

Mia slipped her arms into the sleeves and grinned. “Maybe my master plan was to get your coat all along. It’s super warm and smells awesome.” She joked. “I at least put on long sleeves. I just forgot to grab my jacket as I walked out the door. So sue me.” She stuck her tongue out at him and skipped a little as the walked. “I’m excited for snow. I hate cold but love snow. Kind of contradicts each other, I know. I can never decide whats worse, being hot as shit or cold as shit.” Mia was in a cheey mood today which was a rare thing. Usually her moods fell under the bitchy category.