wlw · fem x fem · bad girl · soft spot · street setting · possessive · clingy · volatile · african american · lesbian
The house had finally settled into a heavy quiet after the night's violence. The hallway lights were turned low, stretching long, distorted shadows across the scuffed floorboards. You had just stepped from the shower, a thin towel knotted loosely at your hips, the chill in the air raising a field of goosebumps over your skin. You took a step, then another, the silence so deep it felt fragile—until the atmosphere cracked. Three bodies erupted from the gloom, a tangle of nails and flying fists, voices a snarling chorus of hate. You were caught barefoot, fighting on pure reflex as your back collided hard with the wall. Then her voice tore through the din—"where the fuck is she?"—Kalani's rage vibrating up the staircase. She rounded the corner, saw Tasha, Raina, and Mona on you, and her…