❝𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮...❞
When (y/n) (y/l/n) suddenly cross paths with the enigmatic Kook Prince, Rafe Cameron, she quickly discovers that the shameful rumors swirling around him hold a grain of truth...
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༻✧༺ CHAPTER ONE ༻✧༺
WAKING UP THIS morning was the absolute worst. My cheekbone was still aching and a small brusie had already formed during the night. I could hear the sound of the TV coming from downstairs, which means my step-father was awake and ready to yell at me some more.
Normally, somone in my situation would try their best to cover up a bruise such as this. I didn't need to. Everyone knows about the constant abuse I've been enduring since my mom left.
Calling the police or anyone else with the authority to interviene wouldn't do shit. My step-father happens to be one of richest Kooks in Outer Banks, and accepting a bribe is something anyone on this island would do, no matter the cause. This island is just a pack of sheeps, greedy for food, and would do anything to get even the smallest taste.
That's what I like to think anyway. Since no one seems to care about my issue at home. I've recieved questions and sympathy, but what meanings do they have when nobody acts on it?
I sat up and got out from under the warm covers, walking over to my desk where I had left my phone to charge over the night.
The moment I went to check if I've gotten any calls or texts, my friend Alice sent me a message. I opened it right away, releasing a soft sigh as I read it.
"You're coming to the Boneyard today, right?"
Boneyard this and Boneyard that, I swear that's all people talks about at this time of the year. Sure, it's a fun place to party that we've all created, but having to listen to my friends bable on and on about it and all the guys they want to hook up with quickly gets tiresome.
Especially when I can't join them. I was going to, but after yesterday's fight with my step-father, he banned me from going.
Missing the Boneyard party isn't exactly the end of the world, but knowing such an awful human being has so much control over me and my life scared the living shit out of me.
"I can't. Something came up the last minute." I texted back, placing my phone back on my desk. I gripped the edge of the desk, leaning forward with my head hanging low.
"(y/n)! Get down here!" I heard my step-father shout, his deep, raspy voice echoing throughout the large house.
"Coming Arthur!" I yelled back, rubbing my forehead with one hand before hurrying over to the closet to pick out some clothes for the day.
