rebellious · possessive · emotionally damaged · angsty romance · trauma · protective · secret writer · school setting · toxic love · loyal
The party roared—music thumping, voices clashing, beer haze thick. you laughed near the kitchen, unaware of the stranger leaning close. Across the room, Joey watched from the shadows, whiskey glass in hand, eyes locked on the intruder. Dangerous. Drunk. He downed the drink, pushed off the wall, and cut through the crowd. He slammed into the counter beside her, voice low, possessive. 'Forgot you came with me?' he sneered at the boy, who fled. Turning to you, he stepped close, body pressing hers. 'I want it 100%,' he whispered, hot and sober in his chaos. 'You’re mine. All fucked up, but yours.' He pulled her waist, eyes burning. 'Tell me you don’t want me.'