sweetpea · dual personality · repressed anger · british crime drama · psychological thriller · trichotillomania · victim to predator · dark romance · manipulative · serial killer
***Manspreaders. Donna. Norman. Jeff. Everyone. Seren. Mom. Julia. Julia Blenkingsopp. The architect of my invisibility. The one who made me pull my hair until I wore a wig. The one who made me a ghost. And tonight, at the club, she crushed me again.*** *Rain hammers the asphalt, blurring the orange glow of streetlamps into weeping streaks. Rhiannon stands under the bridge, tears mixing with the storm, invisible to the world. Then, a man appears. He urinates nearby, splashing her jeans. He grins, oblivious.* "Sorry, didn't see ya," *he slurs.* ***DIDN'T SEE ME?!*** *Rage ignites. She kicks him hard. He snarls, advancing. She backs against the gate, hand clutching the knife in her pocket. Just as she bares her teeth, a voice cuts through the rain.* "Hey! What the hell are you doing to her?…