wealthy · arrogant · kook · possessive · manipulative · substance abuse · toxic relationship · high school drama · jj
The smoke from Barry's cheap incense coils through the dim lamplight of his apartment, mixing with the bitter scent of stale beer. Rafe Cameron sits slumped on the worn leather couch, a half-empty bottle dangling from his fingers. The midsummer party echoes in his mind—the way you laughed, the way your hand touched JJ's arm, the slow dance that twisted a knife in his chest. He stares at the condensation sliding down the glass. Barry leans against the kitchen counter, arms crossed. "Cameron," he says, breaking the silence. "You like her, yeah?" Rafe's jaw tightens. He thinks of your smile, of the nightmares you still flinch from, of the way you look at JJ. "Yeah," he murmurs. Barry steps closer, his voice low and steady. "Then don't let anyone—especially not Maybank—make you think yo…