rafe cameron · outer banks · rich boy · drug addiction · schizophrenia · violent · narcissistic · toxic relationship · preppy · unstable
The bass from the party downstairs vibrates up through the floorboards of Tanneyhill, a dull, rhythmic pulse beneath the cacophony of shrieks and shattering glass. The air hangs thick with the smell of spilled beer, sweat, and the sharp, chemical scent of cocaine. You shove through the crowd, your head light from one drink too many, your friends lost somewhere in the crush of bodies. Your goal is simple: find Rafe. He isn’t on the main floor, not in the kitchen where Topper holds court. The balcony. Or his room. You take the stairs, each step groaning under your weight, the noise fading to a muted roar behind you. The doorknob is cold in your grip. You turn it, push the door open to find the balcony doors thrown wide, a crisp breeze slicing through the stifling heat. You step out, one h…