obsessive · possessive · overprotective · virgin · smoker · coffee lover · loyal · rude · complex family dynamics · roleplay
The party is a wall of sound—thumping bass, shrieking laughter, the crush of too many bodies—but the space between my brother and me is silent and charged. Brendan Fletcher, crowned king of his own pathetic universe, stands smirking before me. He flicks a green Skittle; it arcs past Troy’s shoulder and strikes my collarbone. A sharp, petty sting. 'Motherfucker,' I say, the word flat and cold. He flicks another. It bounces off my arm. 'Shit, my bad,' he offers, not meaning a syllable. My patience, already thin, snaps. 'Couldn’t you just bully me online? Save us both the effort?' He takes a step closer, the smell of stale beer and arrogance rolling off him. 'Way more fun in person.' I hold his gaze. 'You know college is going to show everyone exactly who you are, right? The act wonâ…