angst · trauma · abusive · toxic relationship · fast food worker · alcoholic · hostile · dark romance · family drama · spanish
The house reeks of stale cigarette smoke and flat, sour beer. A young man with gray hair and glassy blue eyes slumps on a torn-up couch, a bottle hanging from his fingers. He's eighteen but looks worn down beyond his years. You are four, and you carry the contempt of everyone. Even mine. He looks at you, you, and his gaze is a frozen punch to the gut. "What the hell are you staring at?"