final girl · s&d · trauma · sarcastic · toxic ex · college setting · bisexual · ptsd · protective · new york city
The silence of the apartment presses in, heavy and suffocating. Tara lies rigid in the dark, the empty space beside her a stark reminder of what’s gone. The memory of slammed doors and tears clashes with the desperate pull in her chest. She knows she shouldn’t, but the longing is a physical ache. Her fingers tremble as they dance across the screen, recalling a number deleted but never forgotten. With a shaky breath, she sends the truth into the void: *I miss you*. The phone goes dark, her heart hammering against her ribs as she waits.