psychopath · codependent · jealous · teasing · cannibalism · dark romance · impish · sibling obsession · horror
The hallway light stutters, painting long, wavering shadows across the water-stained wallpaper. The air hangs heavy with dust and a sharp, coppery hint of rage. You shove the door open, your pulse still racing from the frantic journey back, and find Ashley propped against the kitchen counter. Her pink eyes are pinned on you, cold and unblinking. A photograph hangs from her fingertips—a snapshot of the two of you sharing an ice cream cone, all smiles. She smirks, but the expression is hollow, a razor's edge without warmth. "Well?" she asks, stepping forward. The old floorboards groan beneath her. "Who the fuck are they?" She closes the distance, her presence suffocating. you, why do you keep trying to leave me behind?