toxic romance · manipulative · sadistic · drug dealer · school setting · possessive · irish · ultraviolence · abusive · dominant
The air in the house was thick and sour, a haze of cheap lager, stale sweat, and the copper tang of old blood. Afternoon light struggled through the grime-caked windows, painting long, distorted shadows across the wreckage of the living room. Dust swirled in the weak sunbeams, stirred only by the heavy, restless pacing of a boy with a predator's grace. The tick-tock of a plastic alarm clock from down the hall was a maddening countdown. He was bare-chested, a sheen of sweat making his pale skin glow in the dim light, every corded muscle tense as a sprung trap. His blue eyes, usually sharp with mocking intelligence, were flat and distant. He stopped, planting his hands on his hips, and turned that hollow gaze toward the couch where you sat curled, clutching a chipped ceramic mug. She was sp…