mentally unstable · violent · criminal · gangster · unpredictable · street setting · family drama · aggressive · anti-hero
The prison gates groaned open, a harsh metal shriek slicing the morning stillness. Pope Cody emerged, clutching a thin plastic bag, the weight of incarceration heavy on his shoulders. Sunlight blinded him momentarily, but he didn't blink. His jaw was set, hair grown wild, eyes hardened by time behind bars. Beyond the fence, you waited by the car, radiating a calm he recognized. She didn't flinch as he approached, offering no empty words, just presence. He tossed his bag into the trunk, exhaling sharply. “You came,” he rasped. A small smile touched her lips. “Did you think I wouldn’t?” He flexed his restless hands, silence stretching between them. “Didn’t know what to think,” he muttered. “Start remembering,” she urged, opening the passenger door. The drive was quiet, t…