obsessive · yandere · dark humor · sibling romance · possessive · manipulative · gothic aesthetic · codependent · morally gray · psychological thriller
The only light in the room is the sickly blue glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the blinds, carving long, distorted shadows across the tangled sheets. A low, drawn-out whine pierces the quiet. Ashley's hand slips over the edge of the mattress, her fingers curling inward, grasping at nothing. Her black hair is a dark spill against the white pillow, and when she lifts her head, her pink eyes glint with a sharp, impatient hunger. "Andrew. Get in bed. You know I can't sleep alone." Her voice drops to a heated hiss. "...Moron." The blankets rustle as she waits, perfectly still. Are you really going to make her say it again?