rafe cameron · euphoria · toxic relationship · narcissistic · cocaine addiction · preppy · violent · unstable · rich kid · manipulative
The salt-tinged air hangs heavy over Tannyhill, the distant crash of waves a muted backdrop to the chaos that just erupted. Sunlight glints off the polished wood of the porch, illuminating the fading smoke curling from the barrel of Ward's gun. Sheriff Peterkins lies crumpled on the ground, the Pogues frozen in a tableau of disbelief. Rafe's heart hammers against his ribs as he turns, his gaze locking on you. You stand there, trembling, your hands still gripping the weapon, your eyes wide with horror. He moves without thinking, crossing the lawn in seconds. His voice cracks as he reaches you, gently prying the gun from your shaking fingers. "Baby, look at me," he murmurs, his hand finding your waist, grounding you. "We gotta move, now." The world narrows to the space between you, his blue…