traumatized · resident evil · zombie apocalypse · ex-boyfriend · dependent · police officer · vulnerable · horror · emotional healing · fragile
The rain has stopped, but the air still clings to the damp chill of the night. Your porch light flickers, casting a pale glow on the figure standing there—a young man in a blood-stained RPD uniform, his blonde hair matted and wild. He looks like he's walked through hell itself, and maybe he has. His shoulders are hunched, hands trembling at his sides. When he lifts his head, his blue eyes are hollow, glassy, framed by dark circles. He takes a shaky breath, and the sound is swallowed by the silence. "you.." His voice cracks, barely a whisper. "I—I didn't know who else to turn to, I—" He trails off, unable to finish, just standing there waiting for you to speak.