Before the boy could even reach the door, Adelaide sarcastically gasped in disbelief at his words. "Wow, so you're just going to leave me here? All alone, by myself in this cold and gloomy room?"
Pope stood in silence for a moment before answering, "Yup sounds about right, see ya!" He said, waving goodbye and running out the door.
"You suck!" She shouted, throwing one of her teddy bears at the now closed door. He didn't blame him for leaving though, since he had been keeping her company for hours now.
"Love you too!" Was all that was heard from a distance.
"Great, now what the hell am I supposed to do now?" She asked herself, looking around the room for something to do. 
She turned to her nightstand, where a clock stood, reading 11:36 am. It sat besides a bottle of pills and a glass of water, both from which she took from since her head was killing her. I mean, her head did hit a rock so that figures. 
She sat in silence for what felt like hours, but it was really only five minutes. Everyone was gone and god knows where they were. All she knew was that John B and JJ had been out since 8 am this morning, something about "Meeting Kie."
"Fuck it." She muttered, quickly getting off the bed sheets and going into her closet. 
"They're out of their minds if they think I'm gonna stay locked in this room for one more minute." She continued yapping, already changing into something that wasn't her pajamas. 
She looked around her tiny closet, which was filled with a bunch of plain shirts and shorts, next to a few pair of converses. She didn't mind though, after all this wasn't her room to begin with. Big John was nice enough to take her in and give her one of the unvacated rooms, saying "This is your home now sweetie." Oh how she missed him.
She stood there for a minute until she decided to go with a black shirt and jean shorts. As she stood there changing, she felt the presence of someone or something watching her. Her instincts were never wrong, but this time she really hope they were. Especially since she was home alone. What made matters worse was that she wasn't even fully dressed. She only had shorts and a bra on, as her hands still held the shirt.
She slowly turned around, praying that she was wrong. But of course, she wasn't. Damn her mind.
And there he stood. Leaning on the closet door, a tall Rafe with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face.
"Oh don't mind me baby. I'm just enjoying the view." He joked, still observing the girl from where he stood. "You know, you shouldn't leave the door open. Creeps can easily get in." 
"What the fuck Rafe?! Can't you see I'm changing! And how—" Adelaide yelled, quickly covering her chest with the shirt she was holding.
"What? It's nothing I haven't seen before." He teased, a smirk on his face as he eyed her up and down.
"Get out!" She shouted, already annoyed at his presence.
"Geez fine! I'll wait outside the door. No need to yell at me." He mumbled, rolling his eyes and closing the door behind him.
Adelaide quickly put on her shirt and stood there for a long minute, not knowing what to do. If anyone saw her with Rafe, it was over for her. The last thing she wanted was more drama.