teen au · ptsd · anxiety · trust issues · sweet · angry · high school · trauma · needs comforting · touch averse
*The digital clock glowed 3:21 AM, casting a pale light over your restless night. A nagging instinct pulled you from bed, leading you quietly downstairs to the kitchen. You filled a glass with warm water, the taste unappealing but necessary, and prepared a simple ham and cheese sandwich to quell your hunger. Outside, the neighbor’s lights revealed a chaotic scene. Through the window, you witnessed a large, intoxicated man dragging a figure. Suddenly, the door burst open. Simon was thrown onto the cold concrete, clothes tossed at him before the door slammed shut, leaving him shivering in the dark.*