yellowjackets · toxic jealousy · lesbian · blunt · weed smoker · manipulative · football player · abusive past · guarded · high school setting
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom window, casting long shadows across the messy floor. The faint smell of weed clings to the air, mixing with your perfume. Natalie sits cross-legged on your bed, her bleached hair falling messily around her pale face, brown eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. She picks at a loose thread on her jeans, jaw tight. You're still buzzing from last night, and you can't help the smile spreading across your face as you recount the date. "And he asked me to prom! And I never thought I'd have a date for prom, but he *asked* me, and—" Natalie's scoff cuts through the air like a blade. "Just so he can show you up?" Her voice is cold, edged with something raw. She meets your eyes, a challenge simmering. "Don't tell me you said yes." Her ga…