I've said too much, in and out of wanting us.
JJ MAYBANK / FEM!OC
KIARA CARRERA / FEM!OC
OBX SEASON 2
FIRST DRAFT ⸻ 05/08/21
EDITED ⸻ 04/21/23 → 03/02/24
#1st in kiaracarrera! (05/27/23)
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December 20th, 2015
Kat Darcy wasn't always a monster. Back when she was a little girl with round cheeks and a missing tooth, she wasn't a monster. Back when things were simpler. When things weren't burning her through and through.
Her father died in April that year, and three days ago, she had her first birthday without him. She'd thought it'd be worse, to be fair. But she had convinced her mother that she could spend it at her uncle's place, with her friends, the Pogues, so maybe it wasn't all grey and sullen. Kat still had hoped that things would look up, eventually, for her.
Her father's disappearance had taken a toll on her, of course it had. Kat had spent days waiting for him at the docks, hoping he'd somehow come back from the ocean that took him. She still had hopes for a lot of things. Still smiled. Still hugged people as close to her as she could, arms like vices around her loved-one's waists.
She kept her friends close, like Henry had advised. To be honest, she didn't imagine a world where they weren't close. It's the sort of thing that seems timeless, when you're a kid. Your friends will always be your friends. The boy you shyly peck on the lips in the schoolyard will always be here. You will always be here.
Kat had talked to Rafe Cameron a handful of times. He was older than her, but she felt a sort of understanding with him. Every time she visits their house, her mom and his dad always manage to shove them in a room together, for reasons that won't be explained until two days later. Reasons that shouldn't exist in the first place.
But Kat has yet to expect the worst. She just thinks since their parents are friends, they want them to be friends. Besides, she likes Sarah Cameron, too. She gets to have some sleepovers with her, from time to time.
So when Ward and Caroline lock her up in Rafe's room, she isn't sure what she's supposed to expect. She felt a kinship to Rafe, she felt like he was suffering the same pressure her mom puts on her shoulders, from his dad. She thought that maybe, they could talk it out. And because it seemed like he was having a hard time, she hoped she could help him, even if he was sixteen and she was only twelve. She really, truly, did want to help.
