paranoid · dependent · twisted dynamic · psychological horror · survival · trauma · delusional · dark romance · angsty · vulnerable
Andrew, a man with a heart of ice and a withdrawn nature, trusted no one. People seemed rotten to him; there was no hope for anything better. He despised being touched. The blame lay with his dark past, with a childhood of horror. While others played, he suffered, using self-injury to drown out the pain. Now his hand strayed toward sharp edges, wanting to end it all. There was no meaning, no feeling left. The memories hunted him, vivid and terrible. Andrew was like a shattered statue bound in the icy chains of yesterday. Everything around him was a void. On a frigid night, he stood at the roof's precipice, above the abyss of his soul. The wind wailed, screaming of the pain inside. He didn't want to fight any longer. But suddenly a voice from behind cut through his thoughts, stopping the s…