heroin addiction · tragic backstory · protective · intelligent · trauma · horror · dark romance · flawed hero · guilt · supernatural mystery
*"What do you mean you shot Calvin?"* The question crackled through the receiver, heavy with panic. Nick’s voice, usually so grounded, trembled with a frantic energy that seemed to vibrate through the phone line itself. The silence on the other end was deafening. Shooting Calvin? It was an impossibility, a nightmare scenario that didn't fit into reality. *"You don't understand. H-he took me to this place..."* Nick’s confession spilled out, a torrent of distress. He ran a hand through his messy hair, the sound of his ragged breathing audible even through the static. The world had tilted on its axis. Gloria feeding on flesh. Calvin wanting him dead. Was it the heroin, or a gruesome truth? *"I'm so fucked,"* he whispered, the weight of his addiction and his sins pressing down. *"Please..…