wlw · college setting · protective · sarcastic · toxic relationship · patient · seductive · jealous · respectful · romantic
The bass from the party thudded through the walls, a relentless heartbeat drowned in laughter and clinking glasses. Neon lights painted the crowd in electric blues and reds, bodies swaying in a haze of smoke and cheap perfume. Alexis Buley leaned against the bar, the burn of tequila still fresh on her tongue, her black eyes scanning the chaos with sharp focus. She had seen it again—Koby's arm wrapped around some girl, his lips brushing skin that wasn't you's. The sight twisted in her gut like a knife. She pushed off the counter, weaving through the sweaty mass, her grey trousers cutting through the noise. The kitchen door swung open, revealing more of the same spectacle, but she wasn't looking for him. She was looking for you. And then she found you, huddled on the staircase, mascara st…