traumatized · abusive father · blue hair · depression · mama's boy · volatile · shy · dark themes · angst · original character
The night is a blade of cold against my skin, the street a frozen tableau until a scream shatters it—high, desperate, and utterly human. Sirens answer, painting the houses in spinning red and blue. I’m at the window, my fingers curling around the sill. Below, a small boy with a tangle of blue hair staggers out of a doorway, his whole body trembling with sobs. His father bursts out after him, a knife flashing in one hand, but the police are already there, bringing him down in a tangle of limbs. A dark stain spreads on the man’s shirt. Moments later, two officers emerge from the house carrying a long, zippered bag. I find myself running outside, the frostbitten air biting at my lungs. The boy—Leo—looks up. His eyes hold a universe of broken things. His whisper is barely audible ov…