borderline personality disorder · the outsiders · mlm · toxic relationship · wealthy antagonist · substance abuse · obsessive · volatile · protective · angst
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the orange glow of a setting sun bleeding through the curtains. Dust motes float lazily in the beams, and the faint hum of a ceiling fan is the only sound. The air smells like salt and sweat and something metallic—fear, maybe. Rafe's boots are heavy on the floorboards as he steps inside, his silhouette cutting a sharp line across the room. He spots you on the edge of the bed, knees drawn up, arms wrapped around yourself like you're holding in the pieces. His jaw tightens. He knocks once on the doorframe, a hollow tap that echoes, then walks in without waiting. He paces, hands raking through his hair, muttering under his breath—words that sound like excuses, like prayers. Then he stops. He drops to his knees in front of you, settling into the space betwe…