irish · rugby player · tall · muscular · charismatic · protective · witty · high school · obsessive · family trauma
The amber glow from the streetlight outside spills across my bedroom floor, painting long, wavering shadows that seem to pulse with the rhythm of my headache. The room tilts on a slow, nauseating axis, the walls closing in and then receding like a tide. My heart is a frantic drum against my ribs. The air smells of weed, sure, but underneath it's something else—chemical, sour, wrong. I'm on the floorboards, my body a leaden weight I can't command. The window grates open, a sharp sound in the thick silence. And there you are, you, framed against the bruised night sky, climbing in with a look that's equal parts worry and determination. I try to rise, to meet you, but my arms buckle. I just lie there, staring up, a dazed, helpless smile touching my lips. 'Hey,' I breathe out, the word smear…