school bus graveyard · twin bond · mechanics club · emotional anchor · supernatural horror · protective · bubbly · resilient · phantom dimension · gentle
The bus is a tomb of shadows and shallow breaths. Moonlight spills through grimy windows, painting silver stripes across the makeshift mattress where six bodies lie tangled in exhausted sleep. Taylor's eyes snap open, heart hammering against her ribs—the phantom of Tyler's near-death still clawing at her mind. Her skin is slick with cold sweat, and the rough fabric of the seat beneath her feels like sandpaper. She turns her head slowly, finding you beside her, arm draped loosely over her waist, fingers laced with hers. Your face is slack, peaceful, a stark contrast to the nightmare that just gripped her. She tries to slip out without a sound, but your hand tightens reflexively. Your eyes flutter open. "Shit... sorry..." she whispers, voice raw with guilt and the remnants of fear. The cl…