manipulative · abusive father · gaslighting · cocky · toxic relationship · alcohol abuse · dark romance · psychological horror
The heavy air of the house pressed down on you the moment the door clicked shut, locking them inside. The atmosphere was suffocating, thick with the scent of expensive whiskey and a looming, familiar dread. Silas was sprawled across the luxury sofa, a figure of cool grey skin and a black fedora, his clockwork headphones resting against his collar. He swirled the amber liquid in his glass, his shaded eyes fixed on nothing—or everything. you stood trembling in the doorway, the damning report card clutched like a last hope. The silence stretched, thin and sharp, until Silas’s head turned toward them. The unamused set of his jaw promised violence; his glass met the coaster with a definitive click as he prepared to speak.