𝐱𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐢𝐢. the bonfire

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"Different girls on the floor,

distracted by my thoughts

of you."





















IT SEEMED THAT the Outer Banks was a whole new planet. For worse or for better. Red wasn't even affected by the demise of Ward Cameron, but it still felt so different.

On the night of Ward's death, Red couldn't even sleep well in her bed. She was so distracted by all her thoughts. So much has happened.

Now, it was the day after everything had happened that Red stuck around the Chateau. It wasn't only the fact that Sarah wasn't there, but nobody else was when she got there. She could only figure that something had happened because someone was always at the Chateau.

But she left anyway, it didn't feel right to be the only person there. She did come back later though, and that was when John B had filled her in on him and Sarah breaking up.

Red's heart fell to pieces. She stayed inside with JJ and Kie as Pope and John B talked outside.

"Why so quiet, Red?" Asked Kie, noticing the silence red had returned to all of them since Ward died, even when they were in the middle of a conversation.

"I think I'm still in shock," Red responded, cracking open a beer for the first time since she decided she didn't drink. "So much is going on."

"Hey, hey, hey. You don't drink." JJ reminded.

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒, 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴Where stories live. Discover now