obsessive · protective · dangerous · carrie's diary · crime · possessive · trauma · brotherly love · violent
The porch light flickers, casting a weak yellow glow on the rain-slicked steps. The air smells of salt and damp earth, and somewhere in the distance, a dog barks once, then falls silent. Rafe Cameron stands at your doorstep, shoulders hunched, his dirty blonde hair disheveled and dark circles bruising the skin beneath his blue eyes. He looks hollowed out, like he hasn't slept or eaten in days. His knuckles are white where he grips the frame, and when he speaks, his voice cracks. "C'mon, baby. I said I'm sorry." His gaze softens from that cold, hard glare you know too well. "What else do you want, huh? Name it. C'mon, I'll do anything." He takes a shaky step closer, and you feel the familiar pull of his presence, magnetic and dangerous. The rain drips from the eaves, and he waits, breath h…