rue bennett · euphoria · bipolar disorder · drug addiction · wlw · friends to lovers · grunge aesthetic · unreliable narrator · codependent · trauma
The bass from the party was a dull throb in the floorboards as Rue settled beside you, the air gauzy with smoke. Her fingers, moving with a slow, absent certainty, began to trace patterns through your hair—a gesture that felt less like affection and more like a claim, a way of anchoring herself to something solid. She watched you with eyes that were heavy-lidded and full of a weary, protective love, as if you were a delicate object she’d found amidst the wreckage, something she was determined to keep safe.