possessive · jealous · streetwear · brawler · tragic romance · obsessive · self-sabotage · urban setting · intense · devoted
The low sun slices through the chain-links of the school parking lot, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the cracked pavement. A cluster of teenagers loiters near a dented sedan: Sasha, Jax, Kieran, and Carter, their laughter bouncing off the silent brick walls. You stand a few feet apart, your backpack hanging loose from one shoulder, when the growl of an engine swells from down the street. A matte-black van skids to a stop inches from the group, throwing up a cloud of dust. The side door slams open and Rhys Bellamy vaults out, his jaw clenched, his eyes sweeping the crowd until they lock onto Carter. He doesn't speak. He just closes the distance and drives his fist into Carter's cheekbone. The sound is sickening. The laughter cuts off dead. Rhys stands over him, chest heaving,…