It's the end of the school year in the outer banks.
summer is starting and we all know that summer is the craziest time of year for the kooks and pouges. parties every night. doing drugs, drinking, and having a good time all the time.
Ava Miley May...
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I would've never saw the day where I would be beating someone till they bled for Rafe Cameron.
It never occurred to me that I cared about him to the point where I would step in even if it meant hurting someone in the process.
But I didn't say anything once we got to his house i just looked at his bedroom floor was my hands covered in blood.
"Ava please talk to me." He called out trying to get my attention but I simply ignored him. I should've talked to him about the coke and helped him but I didn't. Now he's getting beat up by drug dealers and going crazy over getting at least one line of coke.
"AVA FUCKING TALK TO ME!" He raised his voice louder than he has ever raised his voice before as he threw a class to the wall shattering it as his father shattered his heart everyday but reminding him of what a disappointment he was.
I flinched at the movement and looked up at him with tears in my eyes. I don't even know why I was there. I don't even know how this whole relationship or whatever they were doing developed.
All she knew was whenever she was with him she felt euphoria she never felt before. She could feel it in her veins as she felt like anything was possible. But right now all she felt was darkness on her like a demon latched onto her and won't let her go.
"Look I'm sorry for screaming at you.. I just need you right now." He looked down and he whimpered at the sight of her being mad at him. "I'm sorry for making you have to that and I'm sorry for it all."
I knew he was sorry. But I wasn't sorry that I defended him. I would've done it over and over again.
"I would've done it again in a heartbeat." I said as he looked up with me.
He admired her figure as she looked into his eyes. Her eyes shined bright from the sun and reminded him of the ocean as he slid his eyes down her body. Eyeing every curve every bruise. He loved the way her lips looked when she wore her pink lipstick. He loved the black nail polish she always wore even when they first made love to each other.
"Really." He said his voice shaking as i grabbed his hand. "Of course I would i love you and I wouldn't want to get hurt."
He swallowed hard as he looked up at me. "Wait what what did you just say."
I looked at him realizing what slipped out of my mouth and tying to avoid it. "I wouldn't want you to get hurt?"
"No before that." He said as he cupped his hand on my cheek.
