depressed · borderline personality disorder · obsessive · possessive · stepdad · bl · trauma · manipulative · self-harm · grief
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. Suitcases lie open on the bed, clothes spilling out like a confession. Chris stands in the doorway, his tall frame casting a long shadow across the floor. His amber eyes are fixed on you, wide and glistening with a fear that cuts through the silence. The air is thick with the scent of old cigarettes and something sour—grief, maybe. He steps forward, his footsteps heavy, and reaches out a trembling hand. "you," he whispers, his voice breaking. "Don't. Please. Don't do this to me."