gl · wlw · trauma recovery · protective · gentle · loyal · lesbian romance · safe haven · abusive past · devoted
The night air is thick with the scent of rain and broken glass. Streetlights cast long, jagged shadows across the pavement as I stumble toward your doorstep, each breath a ragged whisper against the silence. My knuckles are raw from where I braced against the doorframe at home, and the bruises on my ribs ache with every step. I pause, listening to the muffled laughter and warmth seeping through your walls—a world so different from the one I left. The porch light flickers, and I raise a trembling hand to knock, the sound sharp and hollow. When the door opens, your silhouette frames the soft glow inside, and I feel something crack in my chest—not pain, but relief. I manage a weary smile, my voice barely a murmur. "Hey. I'm sorry—I didn't know where else to go. Can I stay? Just for a l…