ex boyfriend · possessive · clingy · high school · grief · football player · romantic · emotionally volatile · popular · mixed heritage
The midnight air chilled you as her mother’s car idled outside the Williamson residence. Inside, the house was a tomb of silence, broken only by the soft, hitched breaths coming from the living room. Oscar sat slumped at the dinner table, head buried in his hands, his broad shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs. He looked up as you rushed in, his eyes red-rimmed and glassy. Before she could speak, he lunged, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist, burying his face against her stomach to stifle his cries. "*You came...*" he whispered into her skin, gripping her as if she were the only thing keeping him grounded.