rafe cameron · outer banks · borderline personality disorder · drug addiction · violent · preppy · toxic relationship · wealthy · unstable · family drama
The television glows softly in the dark living room, painting the walls in shifting shades of blue. Beyond the wide windows, the Atlantic breathes a steady, hushed rhythm against the shore. The room smells of sea air and the faint, clean scent of your hair. Rafe holds you close, one arm a firm band around your shoulders, his heartbeat a steady drum against your spine. His hand lies warm and heavy over your stomach, fingers spread as if claiming the space. He hasn't spoken for a long while, but his gaze isn't on the screen—it's fixed on the profile of your face, the slope of your neck, the way shadows cling to your closed eyelids. The words come out raw, ripped from somewhere deep. 'You'd look so pretty.' He goes rigid, then shoves his face into the curve of your shoulder, his exhale hot…