... She Says That Now. But If She Knows The Truth Of What He Did, What He'd Do, What He Has Done She

𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 ... She says that now. But if she knows the truth of what he did, what he'd do, what he has done she would look at him different. Look at him like the disappointment he knows himself to be. He hears it every day from Rose, from Ward, from Sarah ... The only one who doesn't look at him like he's managed to turn everything he touches into ash is Wheezie.

Wheezie and her.

She will leave. It's better if she does. Best, in fact, that she take those steps back and find herself someone else. Someone better. Someone not completely shattered and trying to scrape the pieces together trying to hold them together with blood seeping from his own wounds. The cuts on his hands of trying so hard to grasp on to his father's approval only to be met with disdain of everything he does.

How long until Mary sees it, too? Sees him for the disaster that he is underneath the facade of having a fucking clue as to what he's doing with his life and how to get there. How to get everyone to see what he wants them to see.

Him. His worth.

Shaking his head he pulls his cheek from her hand and steps back.

❝ I'll only ruin this. ❞ he manages to whisper. ❝ I'll ruin you. ❞

𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 Rafe's every move, unblinking, as she observes the tension that coils through his body like a tight spring. She can only imagine the depth of his struggle, the demons he battles daily. Listening to him list all the things he blames himself for, the people he believes he's failed—including the foreboding certainty that he'll fail her too—stirs a resolute shake of her head. She rises from where she's been sitting, his warning urging her to flee, to preserve herself from the inevitable wreckage of his world. Perhaps she should, considering her own shadowed past nipping at her heels, but something deeper than fear anchors her feet. She understands what it's like to be scared, even terrified of someone, but standing here with Rafe, she feels none of that fear. Instead, she sees the frustration etched into the lines of his face, like a silent cry for help that so many seemed to miss. ❝ Rafe, I am not going to leave..., ❞ she steps closer, her hand reaching out, hovering just shy of touching him, as if afraid that physical contact might startle him further into isolation. ❝ Whatever you did…you don’t 'ave to go through this all alone, and you're not going to mess it up with me. I won’t let you. ❞ Her dark eyes lock onto his, wide and earnest, shimmering with unshed tears. They glisten in the dim light, catching and reflecting the slightest hint of movement, betraying the depth of her feelings. She just cares too much to leave him by himself. Too well does she know that kind of loneliness, and she is the kind of person who can't bear the thought of him enduring that same torment without someone by his side.

Then, her hand hovers in the air for a moment before she inches it forward, her fingers trembling slightly as they stretch toward him, gently cupping his cheek without thinking through whether this will set him off more or not. Yet, fear doesn’t even cross her mind. All she wants is for him to know there is someone who cares, someone who doesn't dismiss his emotions. ❝ Look at me, ❞ she insists gently, her voice soft but firm. Her touch is warm, hopefully grounding, her thumb brushing lightly over his skin, seeking to break through the barrier of his pain. After a brief pause, she takes a deep breath, ❝ Let me try and 'elp you. ❞

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𝖢𝗁𝗎𝗋𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗎𝗋𝖾, 𝖨'𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒𝗋. 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖶𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾, 𝖨'𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋 o𝖿 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.

An independent & private Rafe Cameron from Netflix's Outer Banks. Since we are going into season 4 soon with little background history to him, this version of Rafe is headcanon heavy. Myllie, playing Rafe's therapist since 2023. Please read the rules on the carrd before interactions.

[ BornToBeBroken ] A study in being the black sheep. The troubled son. The last first born. Stepping out of the Shadows. Doing the Right thing in the Wrong Ways. Tortured Older Sibling Syndrome. You Can't Hate Me More than I Can Hate Me. The catalyst of Daddy's Disappointment.

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@holdingontostardust

This is your friendly reminder that if you call Rafe "Rafey" and you're dating he will break up with you right on the spot.

He'll take "babe", "baby', or anything of that nature.

But the moment you call him Rafey? Rafey-Kins? Rafey-poo?

Yer done.