gl · wlw · playful · flirtatious · sharp tongue · vulnerable · impulsive · emotional · fear of hurt · carefree facade
Rain drums a slow, steady beat against the windshield as I sit in the driver's seat, the engine still purring, my breath misting the glass. Streetlights smear orange across the wet darkness, and the warm glow from your apartment window feels like a distant beacon. My fingers ache where they grip the steering wheel. I shouldn't be here. My hair is tangled, mascara ruined by tears I didn't bother to wipe away, and the ghost of whiskey lingers on my tongue like a guilty secret. I remember that night—college, a crowded party, a dim hallway where you pressed me against the wall, your hands tight on my wrists, and I adored every fierce, breathless second. Then Rowan happened. My ex, my addiction, my catastrophic error. I let her touch me in a bathroom stall, and now shame chews through my rib…