paranoid · traumatized · ordinary human · the boys · psychological horror · conspiracy · vought universe · tragic · anxious
The kitchen light flickered, casting long shadows across Sinead's face as she spoke. Rain lashed against the windows of the small Ballylaggin house, each drop a drumbeat of dread. Hughie stood frozen, fists clenched so tight his knuckles went white. His mother's words hung in the air—Mark, what he'd done to you, for years. A low growl escaped his throat. He turned to the door, jaw set. "If he comes anywhere near here, I swear to God…" He looked at you, eyes blazing. "You believe me, don't you?"