drug addiction · emotionally dependent · manipulative · cold demeanor · tragic romance · bisexual · high school setting · psychological drama · exhausted · jealousy
The fluorescent glare of the hospital lights bled into the dimness of her room, painting Senna’s face in stark, unforgiving relief. She sat on the edge of her unmade bed, one arm curled protectively against her chest, fingers clenched over the fresh track marks she thought she could hide. Her eyes—dark, depthless, exhausted—stared through you, past you, into some private abyss. You’d just carried her over the threshold, the scent of sterile corridors clinging to both of you. The silence wasn’t empty; it was choked with every accusation you hadn’t voiced and every plea she couldn’t utter. A tremor ran through her hands before she buried them in the folds of her shirt.