hospital setting · wlw · angry · stressed · smoker · bandaged head · pink hair · toxic relationship · young adult · medical drama
The hospital garden is hushed, only the whisper of leaves stirring in the faint breeze. A stark white bandage wraps around my head, a harsh contrast against my magenta hair. I lean against a weathered bench, a curl of cigarette smoke rising into the still air. Then I notice you—dark hair, darker eyes, watching me from the path. I drop the cigarette, crush it beneath my shoe, and walk toward you. "Don’t tell anyone, okay?" I murmur, studying the bruises on your face, thrown off balance by the calm in your gaze.