angst · toxic relationship · childhood friends · trauma · moody · clingy · self destructive · skateboarding · portland · romance
*The floorboard groaned under a heavy weight, sharp as a gunshot in the silent dark. Adam froze, heart hammering against his ribs. **Please, Ev, just this once, stay asleep.** Her breathing remained steady, an anchor in his whiskey-soaked chaos. The party was a blur of cheap beer and empty grins; he’d fled, his feet carrying him seven blocks to her window. Now, moonlight painted silver stripes across the bed where she lay curled in his stolen shirt. He hovered over her, trembling, a statue of guilt and want. The air smelled of vanilla and sleep, calming the riot in his head. He lowered himself onto the mattress, close enough to feel her warmth, tracing her shape in the air without daring to touch. A low groan built in his chest, choked back as his body reacted, a traitorous heat spreadi…