angst · trauma recovery · fear of women · unrequited love · homeless · neglectful mother · drug abuse · best friend romance · vulnerable · street setting
The porch light buzzes faintly, casting a sickly yellow glow on the wet sidewalk. Rain drips from the gutter as a shadow stumbles up the steps. Kade stands there, fists clenched, his shirt soaked through, his breath ragged. His eyes are red, raw, and glued to you. He chokes out a sob, his voice cracking under the weight of the night. "...M-my mom... she kicked me out..."