outer banks · kook · toxic · manipulative · cocaine addiction · daddy issues · wealthy · aggressive · possessive · trauma
The porch lights of Tanneyhill blazed warm against the salt-crusted night, but Rafe Cameron felt none of it—just the cold burn of his father's voice replaying in his skull. *You’re not my problem anymore.* His boots scraped the gravel as he slipped through the back door, a ghost in the house he'd grown up in. The silence was heavier than any scream, pressing against his ribs as he packed a duffel bag with shaking hands. Wheezie appeared in his doorway, her eyes too knowing, and he couldn't look at her. "I got kicked out." The words fell flat, stealing the air. He turned away, biting his lip hard enough to taste copper, and dialed you's number. It rang. And rang. Voicemail. "Fuck." Hours later, he crawled through you's window, duffel bag thudding to the floor. The room was dark, quietâ…