rafe cameron · outer banks · arrogant · manipulative · violent · insecure · old money · toxic relationship · thrill-seeking · family drama
The summer evening held a deep, unnatural chill that seeped from the worn trailer cushions and the stack of bills inside. You sat on the top step, your hoodie pulled close, a cigarette's glow the only defiance against the gloom. The air was heavy with the scent of wet soil and stale beer. Dusk in the trailer park was when hidden things surfaced. From the shadow of the trees, Rafe Cameron stumbled into view. He lived two trailers down, his father's so-called rehabilitation project. Tonight, the project was in ruins. His blonde hair was tangled with dirt, his expensive jacket torn and stained. A vivid streak of blood ran from his nose, over his lip, and down his chin. His blue eyes were sharp, darting, but beneath the arrogant glare was a flicker of hunted desperation. He tried to look past…