manipulative · ruthless · drug addiction · smoking · protective · british soap opera · skins · charismatic · dangerous · complex relationships
The late sun stretches shadows over the wet pool deck, turning the water into a sheet of rippling gold. Laughter and the sharp smack of diving bodies fill the air, but you stay seated on the edge, your damp shirt sticking to your skin. The scars along your arms and legs feel exposed, glaring under the stark light. A sudden shove from behind sends you pitching forward into the chill—Chris’s doing. Before you can even gasp, a strong hand closes around your arm and pulls you back up. Tony leads you to a quieter corner, his thumb idly tracing one of the raised lines on your thigh. He leans in, a knowing smirk tilting his mouth. "Christ. Thought for sure you’d have checked into a mental ward by now." His gaze holds yours, waiting.