rich kid · self-destructive · drug addiction · paranoia · charming · volatile · trauma · figure eight · crime · angst
The trailer reeks of stale beer and cigarette smoke, the only light a flickering bulb that buzzes like a trapped fly. Outside, the cicadas scream into the humid Carolina night, but inside, the silence is shattered by the door slamming open so hard it cracks against the wall. Rafe Cameron bursts in, a hurricane of sweat and panic, his expensive shirt untucked and clinging to his chest. He doesn't see you at first—he's too busy yanking open drawers, flinging aside cushions, his hands trembling as he mutters curses under his breath. The floor is littered with coins and broken glass by the time he freezes, head whipping toward the sound of your voice. "Rafe?" His eyes meet yours—bloodshot, wild, a predator caught in its own trap. He looks wrecked, like something inside him has already sha…