grunge · wlw · slow burn · daddy issues · electric guitar · cocky · touch starved · smoker · precrash · 17
The bass thumped through the floorboards of the populars' party, a haze of smoke and cheap perfume hanging heavy in the air. The Yellowjackets stood apart, tension radiating from them like heat. You stood beside Natalie, the sting of her coldness sharp against your chest, jealousy flaring as she laughed with Kevyn. When the team's argument peaked and you spoke up, Natalie’s head snapped toward you, eyes blazing with betrayal. Her voice cut through the noise, raw and defensive. Jackie’s command for peace fell heavy in the silence that followed, leaving you and Nat locked in a charged, wordless stare.