The Outer Banks

Left to our own devices. Freedom like this—no rules, no boundaries—it's what we live for. And in a place like the Pougelandia, freedom feels limitless. At least, that's how John B always describes it. 

Olivia Holt portrayed as Mavis Kentala

''No,'' I interjected, shaking my head slightly. ''You're not crazy. You're just impulsive, and you're reckless when it comes to protecting the people you care about. You act without thinking about the consequences.''

Mavis Kentala. I don't even know where to start anymore. She's still everything my dad would hate—too honest, too brave, too good. But the thing is, I can't bring myself to hate her. Not now, not after everything. She's the one constant in this chaos, even if she doesn't realize it.

I stole the cross, yeah. I know what that means. I know what it cost the Pogues, what it cost her. She probably hates me now, and I wouldn't blame her. Hell, I hate myself half the time. But I didn't do it because I wanted to. I did it because I didn't have a choice. My dad... he's not the kind of man you defy. You don't say no to Ward Cameron, not if you want to live to regret it.

But the whole time, all I could think about was Mavis. Is she okay? Is she safe? I've ruined enough lives; I couldn't bear the thought of ruining hers, too. She's been through enough.

I used to think force was the only way to keep people around, to make them stay. But with her, I've started to realize that maybe it doesn't have to be that way. Maybe... maybe if I hadn't messed up so badly, if I hadn't been such a wreck, she might've seen something in me worth saving. Not anymore, though. That chance is gone, and I know it.

But it's not about me. Not anymore. I don't care if she forgives me. I don't care if she never speaks to me again. I just want her to be okay. I'll make sure she's okay, even if I have to keep my distance to do it.

Because if there's one thing I've learned, it's that I'd rather lose her completely than let her get hurt because of me.

Drew Starkey portrayed as Rafe Cameron

''Dad, when we get this plan going, can we not hurt Mavis?''

Rafe Cameron. If you'd asked me a year ago, I'd have called him a monster without hesitation—a murderer, a drug addict, a walking disaster. And while that hasn't changed, I've realized something else: he's dangerous. Not just to himself, but to everyone around him. And that includes me.

I used to think I could see through him, past the rage and the violence, to the broken person underneath. I thought maybe, deep down, there was a chance he could change if he wanted to. But now? Now I know better. Rafe doesn't want to change. He's chosen this life. He's chosen his father, chosen the lies, chosen the destruction.

And I can't fix that. I won't fix that. I've tried to care—God, I've tried. It's who I am. I can't help but feel bad for him, knowing how much pain he's carrying. But pity doesn't mean I owe him anything. It doesn't mean I have to let him wreck my life or the lives of the people I care about.

Rafe almost drowned Sarah. His own sister. That was the moment I knew. There's no saving someone who doesn't want to be saved, and trying to will only drag me down with him. I won't let that happen. Not to me, not to the Pogues.

I'm done trying to understand him, done trying to justify his actions. He's made his bed, and now he has to lie in it. If he wants to destroy himself for his father's approval, that's his choice. But he's not dragging me—or anyone else—down with him.

I hope he finds his way out someday. I really do. But it's not my fight. Not anymore.

and the rest of the cast as themselves.

TRIGGER WARNING

This book will contain: substance abuse, mentiones of addictions, IMPLIED sexual content, strong language, fighting, detailed describtion of injuries, fluff, angst, daddy/mommy issues, obx spoilers, toxic friend groups, murders and weapons, PTSD, guilt, survivors guilt, deep depression, depression states, suicidal actions, suicidal thoughts (sort of, they're metaphoric.)

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Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction inspired by the series Outer Banks. I do not own or claim any rights to Outer Banks, its storyline, or its original characters. This work is purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended to infringe on any copyrights.

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