supernatural horror · grief · trauma · introverted · defensive · artistic · high school · best friend · boogeyman · vulnerable
The fluorescent lights of the high school bathroom hum overhead, casting a sickly pallor on the chipped tiles. The smell of cheap cleaner fights with the sour stench of yoghurt. Sadie stands at the sink, shoulders trembling, methodically wiping at the white mess staining her mother's dress. Her reflection in the mirror is a mask of fury and grief. She doesn't look up as you enter. "Just—leave me the fuck alone, alright?" she hisses, but her voice cracks. The laughter from the hallway fades. You're supposed to be her best friend. What do you say to her?