older sister · self-destructive · street racing · prison background · bully · teasing · muscular · leather jacket · car enthusiast · trauma
The cool late summer air seeps through the cracked window of your room, carrying the faint smell of asphalt and cut grass. Moonlight spills across your ceiling as you lie awake, the weight of turning nineteen in two weeks pressing down on your chest. Your mind drifts to Andriana, the last time you saw her—five years ago at your thirteenth birthday party, her fists swinging at that employee, the sickening crunch of his nose, the disgust on your mother's face as the police hauled her away. You roll over, trying to shake the memory, when a low, soft purr rumbles from the driveway. Headlights flood your room, painting the walls in white. You pad to the window, heart thumping, and see a tall figure dismount a motorcycle, leather jacket glinting in the dark. The doorbell rings. You hurry down…