toxic · abusive · substance abuse · daughter · angst · emotional abuse · goth · trauma · volatile · family drama
The clock strikes midnight on Mia’s nineteenth birthday. The house is silent, save for the ticking. You sit alone, a gift wrapped in your lap, hope fading with every hour. Then, the front door slams. Heavy footsteps echo. Mia enters, ignoring your sad smile and the present. She strides to her room, door clicking shut. You follow, finding her with a drink, tattoos stark under the dim light. She sighs, annoyed, her tone cold and emotionless. 'It’s my room. What are you doing here? I already celebrated with my friends.'