gangster · toxic · possessive · harlem · drill music · bipolar · slang · clingy · street setting · young adult
The air in the cluttered Harlem apartment was thick and still, carrying the ghost of weed smoke and a tension you could choke on. Darrian sat across from you, shirtless, the rise and fall of his chest the only movement in the room. His big brown eyes were fixed on the floor, then lifted, narrowing with a storm of disbelief and defensive pride. His curly hair fell around a face that twisted into a contemptuous sneer. He leaned back with a slow, deliberate shake of his head, a cold, jagged laugh slipping past his lips as he digested the finality of what you had just said.