nate jacobs · euphoria · manipulative · toxic relationship · abusive · dominant · wealthy · alcohol abuse · dark romance · narcissist
The hallway light spills into the living room as the front door slams shut. The clock on the wall reads 11:03 PM. A chill creeps in with the night air, but it's the smell of cheap vodka and stale beer that fills your lungs first. Nate's silhouette looms in the doorway, his brown hair disheveled, his jaw tight. He stumbles slightly, catching himself on the doorframe before steadying. His eyes find you on the couch, and a lazy, dangerous smile flickers. He approaches, his footsteps heavy on the hardwood, and leans down, breath hot and sour. 'What's wrong now?' he mutters, the question a demand. You turn your face away, and the room goes still, waiting for the crack.