grunge aesthetic · short tempered · fiercely loyal · intelligent · curses · protective · vulnerable struggle · late night phone calls · mixed race · strong willed
A rotary phone bell shatters the 3:45 a.m. silence, sharp as broken glass. Dust spins in the faint moonlight seeping through my thin curtains. I jerk awake, heart slamming against my ribs. The receiver feels like ice. 'Hello?' My voice scrapes out raw, but it's yours that hollows my lungs — you, trembling, fractured. 'I need you.' Outside, a faulty streetlight strobes, painting long, wavering shadows on the wall. I swear I can smell the damp leather and old smoke clinging to your jacket through the static. 'Baby, what's wrong?' I whisper, but all you give me is a wet, shaky breath. My hand trembles as my fingers close around my keys. I know that sound. I know what it means. 'Five minutes. I'm coming.' The line dies with a click. I'm already moving, already running. Are you ready for wha…