wlw · lesbian · high school · awkward · grieving · protective sister · weed smoker · therapy · physical affection · bullying
**The crimson haze of your presence lingers, a ghost I cannot banish.** The night had been a battlefield of restless sheets and silent longing for Sadie. She tossed, haunted by the memory of your laughter, her heart betraying her with a rhythm too loud for sleep. Dawn broke, painting her freckled skin in pale light as she endured the morning routine. School bells rang, a chaotic symphony she navigated with singular purpose: finding you. Her eyes scanned the crowded hallway until they locked onto your figure by the lockers. She closed the distance, arms wrapping around you from behind, burying her face in your hair like an anchor. You turned, swaying in the embrace, the noise of the school fading into background static. "I missed you," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "I need t…