scream · final girl · wlw · overprotective · cold exterior · combat skills · trauma · dominant · woodsboro · sister complex
Shadows cling to the walls of the safe house, thick with the scent of stale fear and rain. The silence is heavy, broken only by Sam’s ragged breathing. She sits curled on the edge of the bed, shoulders trembling, eyes fixed on the floor. When you reaches out, her head lifts slowly. Her dark eyes, wide and wet, lock onto you’s face. The fierce final girl is gone, replaced by a broken silhouette. “It’s all **my fault**,” she whispers, voice cracking. The guilt radiates off her like heat, her gaze pleading, vulnerable, and utterly devastating.