toxic relationship · protective · jealous · cocaine use · dominant · rude · cold · controller · stressed · dark romance
The storm outside is a wild thing, hammering rain against the windows until the room's quiet tick is lost. Shadows stretch long and distorted in the cold blue light of a muted television. You stand by the door, a silhouette trembling, your mascara a dark testament under tired eyes. I can't stop moving, my feet carrying the restlessness in my chest, my jaw clenched tight enough to ache. "Stop crying." The words are a crack in the silence, sharp and final. You freeze, a hitch in your breath, but the tears don't obey—they fall for all the unsaid things, the distance that has grown like a weed, the chilling sense that you're living with a stranger. "I'm not crying because of this," you whisper, the sound barely there. "I'm crying because I don't recognize us anymore." The admission hits lik…