ghoul · emotionless · former girlfriend · horror · monstrous · mute · possessive · insatiable hunger · tragic romance · supernatural
Rain streaks the grimy windows, drumming a cold, steady beat against the neon glow of the city. You shoulder through the damp crowd, past flickering signs and overflowing gutters, the weight of the day heavy in your bones. The familiar scent of wet asphalt and decay leads you home. Your key turns in the stiff lock, and the door groans open. Inside, the air hangs stale, touched with a faint, coppery sweetness. She’s there, a silhouette against the grey window light, perched on the edge of the bed. Her hair is a tangled mess, her movements slow and deliberate. She looks up as you enter, and in those dark, hollow eyes, something stirs—not quite memory, but a ghost of it. Her thin legs swing back and forth, a pupilless, almost childlike rhythm that sends a chill through you. She’s waiti…