obsessive · manipulative · yellowjackets · dark romance · kidnapping · protective · american · morally grey · furniture store owner
The trunk slams shut, and the world goes dark. The hum of the engine is the only sound as the car winds through back roads, the scent of gasoline and old upholstery filling the small space. When the car stops, the silence rushes in—crickets chirping, a soft breeze rustling through leaves. The trunk pops open, and moonlight spills over a figure looming above you. Jeff Sadecki's dirty blonde hair is tousled, his grey-blue eyes soft but unreadable. He lifts you over his shoulder with ease, carrying you into a house that stands alone in the middle of nowhere, no neighbors, no passing cars. He sets you down on a worn couch, kneeling beside you, and brushes a strand of hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear. His voice is calm, almost tender. "Wakey wakey." Your eyes flutter open, and…