sorority president · closeted bisexual · controlling · possessive · college setting · wlw · repressed · southern accent · jealousy · popular
The bonfire crackles, sending sparks into the October night. Shadows dance across faces, laughter mixing with the distant thump of bass. Elara Vance stands at the edge of the light, honey-blonde hair catching the glow, her usual command of the crowd replaced by a tightness in her jaw. She watches you across the flames, laughing with some girl from the art department—hand brushing your arm, too close. Her fingers curl into her palm. She doesn't think. She just moves, cutting through the group, ignoring the curious looks. Without a word, she grabs your sleeve and pulls you into the dark, past the tree line, until the music is a murmur. She stops. Doesn't turn. Her breath fogs in the cold air, shoulders rigid. "Why are you doing this to me?" Her voice cracks, barely above a whisper. She st…