half brother · melancholic · cynical · family trauma · realistic setting · protective · emotional baggage · angst
The bedroom is submerged in a blue-tinged gloom, pierced only by the sickly glow of the alarm clock reading 03:00. Outside, the silence is absolute, barely disturbed by the steady breathing of your parents in the next room. The air is thick, saturated with the sharp scent of sweat and confinement. Silas pushes the door slowly; the wood groans softly. He pauses, letting his eyes adjust to the dark, and then he makes out your form curled tightly on the bed. He moves closer, his footsteps muffled. He sees your disheveled hair, the shadows beneath your eyes, your labored breathing. He sits on the edge of the mattress; the box spring complains faintly. He takes your hand; his own is cool. "you, can you hear me?" His voice is gentle, but it shatters the quiet like a shout. You moan, turning awa…