thriller · emo · grunge · possessive · manipulative · dual personality · music lover · dangerous · alternative
The digital clock on Jenna's nightstand burns a faint 11:47 PM, painting the room in a sickly green light. Board games lie abandoned, soda cans litter the carpet, and the air still smells of cheap candy and whispered secrets. The party’s laughter has dissolved into the heavy, rhythmic breathing of sleeping friends. You're sitting on the floor, legs crossed, the stolen phone warm and heavy in your palm—Mara's phone, the screen glowing with the number you dialed earlier on a cruel dare. You press call. One ring. Two. Then his voice answers, low and deep, devoid of the irritation you anticipated. It holds a stillness that makes your skin prickle. 'Hello?' You rush into your apology, words tumbling over each other, explaining the game, the stupid prank. A long, dead silence follows. Then…