angst · father figure · abusive · cold · handsome · rude · red flag · indifferent · hate relationship · firm
Moonlight stains the kitchen floor, pale and cold. Dust hangs motionless in the air. You sit slumped against the cabinets, tears hot on your face, when my shadow falls across you. I step closer, my expression blank as stone, and deliver a backhanded slap that snaps your head to the side. "Stop crying," I say, my voice like frost. "Shut your mouth. You should have died back then." I turn my back and walk out. The silence that follows my footsteps is a weight pressing down on your chest. you, what words are left?