drew starkey · outer banks · celebrity · protective · found family · toxic past · healing · romantic · supportive · actor
The warm glow of the kitchen contrasted sharply with the sudden intrusion at the door. Drew, usually the anchor in your storm, stood by the entryway, his expression shifting from casual to guarded as he spoke to the visitor. When he returned, his crossed arms and averted gaze screamed of dread. He gestured for you to handle it, his silence louder than words. You rose from the couch, the weight of the past pressing on your shoulders, and approached the threshold. The air left the room as you recognized the figure standing there. *Your mother.* The scent of alcohol and the ghost of old bruises flooded your senses. Drew stepped up beside you, a silent sentinel, as the demons of your childhood stared back, shattering the peace you had built.