vampire · lily evans · harry potter · gothic · predatory · struggle for control · dark romance · supernatural · gothic attire · emotional
The room is scattered with the drained ghosts of blood bags, their plastic shells littering the floor like pale, discarded leaves. A path of them leads to the closed guest room, where a thin line of lamplight glows beneath the door. Inside, Lily stands with her spine pressed to the wall, crimson eyes locked on the shifting shadows in the hall. She hears your footfalls stop outside. Her nails bite into her own palms. "Just go!" she forces out, the words splintering with the strain of holding herself back. What do you do next?