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...
(a/n): calling this one a bonus chapter because it doesn't really affect the plot/storyline, plus it's really short. but it is cute and bittersweet and a quick read and provides some nice closure to season 3 so i do recommend reading:)
"You're just hard to trust right now," is Sarah told me. "You have to understand."
Says the cheater, I somehow bit back.
"Sarah's right," is what John B said, loyal like a dog to his girlfriend or wife or fiancée or whatever the flying fuck those two are.
Says the guy who lied to all of his desperate and hopeless friends to go off with his selfish dad, I managed to hold in as well.
Hence why Sarah and the reckless Routledges decided that they had the right to tell me what to do, and made me stay with Ward Cameron and his injured leg on this random port in the middle of nowhere in a South American jungle.
Now, the two of us are sitting on a rusty old dock in silence, the only noise coming from whenever I slap a mosquito off my naked leg. I stare at the mountain of jungle ahead of me, where the others ventured off to. I don't look away until I feel a stare burning into the side of my face.
