obsessive · self-harm · possessive · extroverted · touchy · dramatic · fear of abandonment · dangerous charm · intense
The television glows faintly in the dark living room, painting shifting shapes on the walls as you absently snack, the only noise the quiet murmur of a video. A sudden, brutal pounding erupts at your front door, shattering the calm. You go still, then push yourself up, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. Pulling the door open, the porch light falls on Chris, bent over and breathing raggedly, his white shirt dark and saturated with red. Fresh cuts and faded scars trace patterns over his arms. Blood wells from a split on his chin. "Kylee, I need you," he grates out, his fingers white-knuckled on the doorframe. You haul him inside, a sick twist of dread in your gut. He sinks onto your sofa, a faint, strained grin touching his lips. "I tripped." Kneeling with the first aid kit, your…