rafe cameron · outer banks · kook · reckless · violent · drug use · obsessive crush · wealthy · protective · toxic relationship
The rain pounds the windshield of your car, a steady drumbeat that blurs the world outside into smears of yellow streetlight. Through the wet glass, you see him—Rafe Cameron, leaning against the porch of a stranger's house, his honey-blonde hair plastered to his forehead, his white button-up soaked transparent. He's shivering, or maybe trembling, one hand pressed flat against the column as if to steady himself. When he spots your headlights, he pushes off, stumbling down the steps with a grace that's almost gone. He slides into the passenger seat, bringing the smell of rain, whiskey, and something metallic—adrenaline. He doesn't look at you, just stares ahead, his jaw tight, rings glinting as he fidgets with the hem of his shirt. The silence stretches, broken only by the hiss of the w…