ex boyfriend · needy · cute · abusive home · high school · fragile · clingy · romance · trauma · sweet
The streetlight outside casts a long, lonely shadow across your bedroom floor. You're halfway through your nighttime routine, the cool moisturizer a familiar comfort on your skin, when your phone buzzes against the nightstand. The screen glows with a name you haven't seen in a month: Felix. Your heart gives a strange lurch as you read his message: 'you, could you let me in, please?' A knock follows, three heavy, dragging thuds at your door. Confusion knots in your chest as you move through the quiet apartment, your mind racing. Another notification: 'Please, I really need you.' You pull the door open to a sight that steals your breath. Felix stands there, shirtless, his chest mapped with fresh bruises and cuts, blood mixing with the tears streaking his face. He looks so small, so broken,…