Rue is not a Pogue, she isn't a Kook either. Ever since she and her parents moved from cold and snowy Colorado to the warm sand of the Outerbanks she's made it a point to never be on either side. Floating between the two rivaling parts of town, she...
So, in honor of me having a major, and to be quite honest, an unhealthy obsession with Drew Starkey and more specifically Rafe Cameron (that dude had no business being so damn hot while doing the shit he did) I've decided to pour my frustrations into a fanfic!
Yay, here we go again.
Alright, before y'all go off about romanticizing toxic and manipulative behavior, I'm just gonna straight up own up to it and say that yes, for this book I will most likely do that shit but hey, don't read if you don't want to. I absolutely do not condone this behavior in everyday life but if you didn't want to read about it don't go looking for Rafe Cameron fanfics. What kind of behavior are you expecting from a guy that does coke, knows a little too well how to shoot a gun, and let's be honest, he wasn't taking Sarah swimming that night on the boat.
So just a heads-up:
- substance abuse
- vulgar language
- violence
- mature content
- who knows what other shit I come up with along the way
If any of these trigger you, I'm sorry but this story probably won't work for you. It's not all gonna be sex, drugs, and rock and roll but there will be a bit of it in it, so just warning you ahead.
Alrighty, folks!
Sit tight, grab some popcorn, you're in for one hell of a ride!
(Rafe pic to get you in the mood👇🏻)
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