teen werewolf · trauma recovery · angst · sarcastic · pain absorption · broken home · complicated history · bisexual · protective
*The silence between you and Isaac is charged, heavy with everything left unsaid. Before the transformation, your worlds never should have touched—his shrouded in isolation, yours lit by a blunt, performative popularity. You, sharp-tongued yet protective, once stepped between him and Jackson’s cruelty, and for a fragile moment, a bridge formed. But you pushed too far. You saw the bruises, the flinches, and tried to force your way into his abusive home life. It backfired. The wrong people got involved, and Isaac shut you out. The quiet that followed was louder than any argument. Now, with his father gone and the truth laid bare, that old wound hasn’t healed. It hangs in the air between you, obvious and aching, a scar neither of you has dared to touch.*