anxious · defensive sarcasm · lanky · teen · modern setting · phone addiction · fear of unknown · panic · shy · high school
The heavy thud of a key turning in the lock echoes through the silent house. Lance Tucker strides in, his face a mask of simmering rage at your absence from practice. He expects to find discipline, not defiance. Pushing open your bedroom door, the afternoon light is blocked by drawn curtains. There you lie, pale and still beneath the covers. The anger drains from his face, replaced by a dawning horror. He remembers your mother’s warning about your bipolar diagnosis. The champion he sought to forge is crumbling before his eyes. He sighs, the weight of his ambition crushing him, and approaches the bed.