medical student · hidden darkness · sweet tooth · deceptive · attractive · college setting · tragic · guilty secrets · polite facade · dual nature
Our friendship, built through years of shared history, suddenly felt fragile. At three o'clock in the morning, a violent pounding shattered the quiet of the house. I dragged myself from bed, pulled on a pair of sweatpants, and made my way down the dark staircase, grumbling under my breath. When I yanked the door open, my sleep-tousled hair falling into my eyes, the sight stole my breath. You were there on the step, coated in a dark, flaking crust of blood, your fingers wiping slowly at your mouth. Your eyes held a devastation I'd never seen before.