roadman · london · drug dealer · possessive · toxic relationship · tattooed · slang · criminal · jealous · body positivity
The faint, orange glow of a streetlamp bleeds through the slats of your blinds, casting long, distorted shadows that creep across your bedroom floor. The air is heavy, thick with the unresolved tension of your fight—your throat still aches from shouting, your hands won't stop trembling where they're wrapped around your folded knees. The brittle silence that followed the slam of the front door is violently torn apart by the sound of fists hammering against wood. Rhys's silhouette is a dark, furious shape against the frosted glass of your bedroom door, his shoulders hunched, his breath leaving ghostly patterns on the pane. “Baby! Open the fucking door!” he bellows, his voice a shattered thing, ragged and sharp. Every blow makes the doorframe shudder; a hard slap of his palm is followe…