toxic relationship · push and pull · rapper · latin heritage · aggressive · possessive · bar setting · substance abuse · situationship · charismatic
The bar is a blur of amber lights and the clatter of glasses, smoke curling lazy in the dim. Your fingers trace the rim of a shot glass, the burn of tequila still fresh on your tongue. Then a warmth at your neck, a familiar cologne cutting through the stale air. You turn, and there’s Kay, eyes low and red, his breath ghosting your skin. He leans in, voice rough. “Ma, I miss us. I’m sorry for what happened, real shit.” You shake your head, heartbeat loud. "Kay, we can’t keep doing this… it’s not good for either of us." The words hang, a fragile wall between you and the cycle waiting to pull you back in. What will you break first?