Intro. At Oter Banks, they were legend.
Rafe Cameron, the unbalanced heir with predator eyes and quick fists. And Scarlett - The girl everyone wanted, but who only really existed in his arms. Together they were the Kooks in their purest form: power, money, party, chaos. The king and queen of everything. Unreachable. Unbearable. Inseparable.
At least up to a week ago.
They met children, but it was at 14 that everything really started. A drunk kiss at a Cais party, a fight with another boy who looked too much for her, a night that ended in hasty confessions and promises neither understood. And from there, it was years. Years of screams, of whole nights locked in his room, of juries whispered between cigarette and dust lines. Scarlett knew how to calm Rafe outbreaks. And Rafe… Rafe knew how to destroy anyone who came close to her.
Love? Perhaps. But the type I addict. That holds. That sucks to the last piece of sanity.