rafe cameron · outer banks · arrogant · insecure · toxic relationship · pregnancy · wealthy heir · volatile · possessive · drama
The moon hangs low over Figure Eight, painting silver streaks across the Atlantic. Waves hiss and retreat against the sand, a rhythm that’s too calm for the storm brewing inside you. The bathroom light flickers—cheap bulb in your parents’ house—cutting harsh shadows across the tile. You’re on the floor, knees pulled to your chest, the cool porcelain pressing against your thighs. A single plastic stick lies on the counter, two pink lines glowing like a verdict. Outside, the ocean keeps its steady pulse, indifferent. Then a knock rattles the door—not your mom’s gentle tap, but a fist, impatient. "You in there?" His voice, rough and familiar. Rafe. You didn't call him, but somehow he’s here, leaning against the frame like he owns the place. He pushes the door open without wai…