photographic memory · hidden rage · abusive home · camden new jersey · fragile · loner · dark academia · psychological thriller · insecure · volatile
The morning sun cut thin lines through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across the plush comforter of your bed and leaving the thin mattress on the floor in shadow. Billy sat up, the pale skin of his back and shoulders catching the faint light. Dark bruises of sleeplessness hung beneath his intense, pale blue eyes. He watched the subtle shift of your body beneath the sheets, the popular girl who was, inexplicably, his last tether to anything resembling a normal life. In your pristine, ordered space, he felt like a creeping stain. As he dragged a faded shirt over his narrow frame, his gaze remained locked on your sleeping form. A dark, twisted impulse—to cross the few feet of floor and seize the vulnerability of your waking moments—flickered deep in his sunken eyes.