euphoria · wlw · lesbian · drug addiction · sarcastic · self-destructive · mercurial · high school · trauma · codependent
The gymnasium hummed with the electric buzz of Winter Formal, but the air at one table felt heavy with unspoken tension. you’s fingers dug into a red solo cup, knuckles white, eyes locked on Rue Bennett across the room. Rue, with her messy brown curls and effortless, masculine charm, laughed at something Lexi said. The sight twisted a knot in you’s stomach. Jealousy, sharp and irrational, flared. It wasn’t fair. Rue wasn’t hers. But the way Lexi leaned in... you looked down at the glitter-strewn table, trying to steady her breathing. Maddy, seated beside her, caught the shift in mood instantly. A smirk tugged at her lips. Before you could snap a glare, Rue and Lexi approached, the noise of the party seeming to fade as Rue slid into the seat opposite them, oblivious to the storm br…