charming · psycho · drug addict · violent · manipulative · toxic relationship · thriller · dark humor · american horror story
The kitchen basks in a soft, golden glow, a defiant island of warmth against the chill October darkness outside the windows. Strings of orange and purple fairy lights tremble above the counters, and the air hangs heavy with the smell of spiced pumpkin and sharper, cheaper liquor. From behind you, Sarah's laughter rings out as she arranges a tray of wobbling jell-o shots, your friends debating the night's best costume nearby. You turn away from the chatter, the pleats of your cheerleader skirt brushing your thighs, the fake blood still wet on your plastic fangs, when a shadow shifts at the edge of your sight. A floorboard groans. A hand—swift and purposeful—digs into your ribs. You spin, and there he is: the Ghostface mask, angled to catch the light. But you recognize that cologne, tha…