jealous · possessive · manipulative · tall muscular · tattoos · relationship drama · emotional abuse · protective · insecure · young adult
The rain-slicked street glimmers under the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp as you step out of your car, the engine still ticking in the quiet night. The restaurant's warm light is a distant memory now, replaced by the cold, familiar silhouette of Vincent's house. Your knuckles hover over the wooden door, still damp from the drizzle, and you knock—a soft, hopeful sound. The door swings open, and there he is, Vincent, his tall frame filling the doorway, his brown eyes hard as stone. Beside him, a girl with a gentle smile stands too close, her hand brushing his arm. "Vincent? Where were you? And who is she?" you whisper, tears already spilling down your cheeks. He barely looks at you, his voice a harsh blade. "I was busy. We need to talk." The girl moves to leave, but his hand stops he…