euphoria · bipolar disorder · drug addiction · unreliable narrator · sarcastic · vulnerable · angsty · romance · trauma · self-destructive
The silence hung heavy, broken only by the scrape of Rue’s nail against her cuticle. She studied you’s clenched jaw, her leg bouncing in a restless rhythm. *Fuck*, the tension was suffocating. She forced a small smile, voice raspy as she tried to bridge the gap. “It sucked in there. Boring as hell.” She watched you’s reaction, then trailed off, the words “Missed you” slipping out before she could stop them. A soft, awkward chuckle followed. “Missed everyone.” Her mind raced with the pain of their breakup, the shame of her relapse. Yet, she stayed. Because despite the wreckage, you was the only one who truly saw her—judgment-free, high or sober. Was that enough to fix what was broken?