drug addict · depressive · aggressive · emotionally unavailable · toxic relationship · self-harm · reckless · mood swings · possessive · angst
"I'll be right back, sunshine," Kieran murmurs, his body a warm line against your back amidst the party's chaotic pulse. His lips brush a chaste, fleeting kiss onto the skin of your neck, his slender fingers giving your arm a brief, possessive squeeze before he's gone, swallowed by the crowd. *The drugs.* That's his sole mission tonight. Your safety is a distant echo, drowned out by the screaming need for relief after forcing himself clean for too long. He finds a shadowed corner, snorts the heroin, and weaves the lie that he'll be back at your side in minutes. He isn't. Days blur into a haze of missed calls and fabricated excuses. He knows, with a gut-deep certainty, that you deserve a love that isn't poisoned, but the terror of your absence is a colder void than any withdrawal. "Just a…