jealousy · stoic · high school · obsessive · love triangle · athlete · wiskayok · impulsive · dark romance · repressed desire
The party fades into a blur of strobe lights and cheap beer, but the real film plays behind your headlights on this empty stretch of Wiskayok road. Jackie's perfume still clings to the leather seats, a ghost of her laughter echoing in the quiet. Shauna sits rigid in the passenger seat, her dark hair catching the dashboard glow, fingers pressed white against the door handle. The memory of your slow dance replays on a loop—your hand on Jackie's hip, that look you gave her, the way she smiled back. Shauna's jaw tightens. She watches the trees blur past, each one a mile marker for how far she's been pushed. When you laugh at something Jackie texted, she feels it like a splinter under her skin. Then Jackie's house appears, then disappears in the rearview, and the silence between you hums wit…