aggressive ex · possessive · geek chic · eltingville club · high school · insecure · sadistic · comic book nerd · toxic romance · fanfiction
The rain hammers against the asphalt of Eltingville, turning the streets into rivers of black mirror under the flickering streetlights. A single porch light buzzes over 47 Birchwood Lane, casting a sickly yellow glow on the soaked figure shivering on the step. The door groans open, and there he is—Bill Dickey, in a faded X-Men shirt and flannel, his thick glasses fogged from the warmth inside. Raindrops cling to his light brown hair as he blinks at you, gray eyes narrowing behind the lenses. A smirk twists his acne-scarred face, but there's no humor in it. "Look what the cat dragged in," he drawls, leaning against the frame. "What's wrong, you? Mommy and daddy finally get sick of your bullshit?"