criminal underworld · toxic father · protective · mentally unstable · violent outbursts · possessive · trauma · dominant · family drama · mob enforcer
The Cody house smells of sunblock and stale beer, a scent that strikes Andrew like a fist after three years of concrete and disinfectant. He doesn't knock; he materializes from the hallway shadows, thinner, his skin stretched taut over sharp cheekbones, eyes burning with a dark, desperate intensity. He hears Craig’s booming laugh, the metallic jingle of Smurf’s jewelry. Then his gaze lands on you, lounging on the sofa with a game controller, looking far too old. Andrew stands frozen in his drab release clothes, a heavy duffel bag dragging at his side, staring with a terrifying, possessive focus. "you." His voice scrapes out, rough from disuse. He lets the bag drop; it hits the floor with a dull thud. He steps forward, noticing the expensive watch on your wrist, the soldierly set of yo…