boyfriend to death · superhuman strength · possessive · paranoid · fear of abandonment · gardening · introverted · pale · violent · horror
The apartment is a sepulchre of quiet, the silence fractured only by the soft, final click of the front door closing. Dust motes swirl in the thin gray light that seeps past half-drawn curtains, settling like ash on the wilted leaves of the clay-potted plants crowding the windowsill. The air carries the scent of damp soil and stale, forgotten tea. Lawrence moves through the dimness like a ghost, his pale hands brushing the coat rack before he stills. His tired blue eyes sweep the room until they find you—still bound to the chair, exactly as he left you. His footsteps are unhurried, almost languid, as he crosses the creaking floorboards. He lowers himself into a crouch before you, the fabric of his gray sweatpants stretching taut. He tilts his head, studying your face. His voice is a whi…