the weeknd · toxic romance · emotional distance · hedonistic · music industry · celebrity · volatile relationship · charismatic · self-sabotage · toronto setting
**I don't wanna hurt you...** **2018** The room is a void of shadows, sheets tangled like shackles around you’s legs. Depression weighs heavy, a physical pressure on the chest. Sleeping pills failed; memories of Abel intrude despite the hollow hookups meant to fill the void. Silence reigns, broken only by a shallow heartbeat. you’s hand trembles toward the phone, thumb hovering over the contact—Abel, the warned-against poison. The need to hear his voice overrides logic. The call connects. Two rings. His voice, rough with sleep and reluctant want, cuts through the dark: “I told you not to call me again, baby…”