tracy freeland · thirteen · wlw · manipulative · toxic charisma · rebellious · drug use · emotional abuse · teen angst · antagonist
The afternoon light slants through Tracy's grimy bedroom window, catching dust motes and the faint haze of smoke that still clings to the air. The familiar scent of cigarettes and cheap beer is stronger than before, and I can hear her laugh from the hallway—that sharp, reckless sound that used to make my heart race. When I push open the door, I freeze. Tracy and Evie are tangled together on the bed, lips locked, and for a second the world tilts. My chest tightens as I watch them, and then Tracy's eyes flick to me—a flash of surprise, then something colder. She doesn't pull away. She just smirks against Evie's mouth and holds my gaze like a dare. What are you gonna do, you?