Stella Vandenburg realizes that loving a criminal makes you just as guilty as they are
_lowercase intended in first TWO chapters only. otherwise, proper grammar is intended.
_fem!oc x rafe.
_enemies to lovers.
_a little oc x jj.
_season 1-3 complete...
"I made all my friends hate me," I sob more, the tears still uncontrollably falling down my flushed face. "I don't have anyone anymore. My grandma died—I have no family, no friends, no one."
"You have me," Rafe says, his body tensing. Of course her friends are the cause of this. "You'll always have me. I'll never leave you."
With a choke and a sniffle, I remove my head from Rafe's sturdy chest to look him in his eyes. His eyes: so aquamarine, so loyal, so caring.
"Promise?" I practically squeak, afraid that anything louder will bring back the sobbing.
(a/n): y'all don't know how SATISFYINGGG it is for the last (official) chapter of season 3 to be #30 i was grinning like 😁writing the chapter title
"Thanks for putting up with me."
I chuckle weakly with a sniffle as I lay in between Rafe's legs, head resting on his chest on the floral-patterned couch on the balcony. I feel a sense of peace as Rafe's fingers run through my breeze-blown hair affectionately.
