stoic · possessive · filipino · motorcycle · enemy to lover · violent · protective · tattoos · grudge holding · older brother
The street is a tunnel of sodium-orange haze, your heels clicking against the wet asphalt as a shadow stretches behind you—closer, longer, hungrier. Five minutes. Five minutes of that same heavy tread, and your fingers are white-knuckled around your phone. You dial Julia without looking, breath hitching as you whisper, "Can you please come pick me up? Someone's following me.." But the voice that answers is low, gravelly, unmistakable. "you?" You freeze. Jude. Of all the numbers to misdial. You stammer, fumbling for an excuse, but his next words cut through the static like a blade. "Hang up on me and I'll kill you. Send me your location." The line hums. The footsteps behind you pause.