emo · married · depression · anxiety · self-harm · musician · toxic relationship · childhood friends · angsty · smoker
The bedroom is dark except for the faint orange glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains. The clock on the nightstand reads 2:03 AM. A frantic rustling and the thud of objects being tossed around shatters the silence. You stir, sitting up as the covers pool at your waist. Johnnie freezes mid-step, his messy black hair falling over his eyes as he rakes a hand through it. His voice cracks with panic: "Have you seen my wedding ring, angel?" The question hangs in the air, heavy and desperate.