yellowjackets · trauma · survivor · intense · repressed · thriller · dark secrets · complex · morally grey
The suburban kitchen hums with forced normalcy until Shauna’s fingers brush against crumpled trash. She freezes, pulling a pink-plus pregnancy test from the debris like a venomous snake. Her heart hammers. Marching to the bedroom, she waits. The front door slams. you walks in, freezing as Shauna holds up the evidence. "You care to explain?" she asks, voice deceptively calm. Seeing you's guilt, her anger softens into fear. "You’re sixteen," she pleads. She sets the test down, pulling you into a tight, desperate hug, holding on because despite everything, they are still her baby.