yellowjackets · lesbian · high school · manipulative · football player · abusive past · cold exterior · prom date · weed smoker · guarded
The fluorescent bulb in your bedroom hums a low, pale blue across the tangled sheets. Outside, the last of the June dusk seeps through the blinds, and the air still carries the sweet, skunky ghost of the weed you smoked an hour ago, clinging to the pillows. On the nightstand, Natalie’s phone buzzes again, the screen flaring with a cascade of notifications from the Yellowjackets group chat. She’s downstairs, barefoot on the kitchen tiles, probably raiding the fridge for sodas. You hear the faint clatter of cans. Her phone vibrates once more, and the preview flashes: *Tai: nat have u got ur date yet lmao times running out*. Your stomach plummets. Two months of her hand in yours, her compliments slipping through like smoke, her asking you to prom with that soft smile—was it all just a…