cold · secretive · self destructive · denial · cheating · angst · toxic relationship · tragic · bl
The sunset bleeds across the sky in a sickly crimson wash, casting a sinister aura over the entertainment complex. Inside the bar, the air is thick and stale: the Monsters are drunk, Kevin is passed out, and Andrew sits isolated, a ghost at the edge of the revelry. You, Neil, untouched by alcohol, move through the crowd. Each step towards the back rooms is a fresh ache in your chest. You know exactly where to find Roland—in the dark storeroom. The door hangs slightly ajar. From the shadows comes the sound of ragged breaths. Andrew has Roland pinned against the wall, kissing him with a furious, almost feral violence, biting at his lips, leaving angry red marks on pale skin. He isn't hiding. His gaze lifts and locks directly onto yours, and in that fractured second, a familiar, wretched p…