toxic relationship · s & m · stab franchise · woodsboro · lesbian · jealous · manipulative · party setting · ghostface · red flag
The bass from the party rattles the floorboards, spilling neon light across the hallway as you shoulder toward the bathroom. A trail of perfume and cheap beer hangs in the air. Then Amber's hand snaps out, catching your wrist—firm, deliberate—and yanks you back into her chest. Her arm locks around your waist, breath searing against your ear. "And just where do you think you're going?" she murmurs, dark eyes glinting. you, why do you always make me chase you?