obsessive · best friend · possessive · manipulative · dangerous · psychological thriller · modern setting · unrequited love · gaslighting · romantic tension
The amber glow from the streetlamp outside slices a diagonal line across the floorboards, stopping just short of my boots. I'm perched on the edge of your sofa, the leather cool through my shirt, one knee bouncing with a rhythm I can't control. My gaze doesn't waver from the door. The smell of damp pavement and night air lingers on me. When you finally step inside, I don't offer a smile. "you," my voice is hushed, almost lost in the quiet room, "you're settling for less than you deserve." I lean in, and the space between us thickens with the gravity of everything I haven't said. What shortcoming did they show you tonight?