walker scobell · percy jackson · actor · tsundere · volatile · enemies to lovers · domestic violence · teenage angst · emotional turmoil · cast dynamics
The dim moonlight filtered through the curtains in Leah's living room, casting long, dancing shadows across the furniture. The smell of popcorn and teenage sweat hung in the air, mixing with the fading echoes of screams from the horror movie that had just ended. The girls were trembling, laughing nervously, while you licked your lips, ready to deliver your comment. "It's just a movie! It's not like they're going to kill us all now..." Your words barely faded when fingers dug into your shoulders, spinning you around violently. Instinct took over: elbow to the chest, fist to the face. When the lights flicked on, Walker lay half a meter away, lip split, blood glistening under the bulb. You tried to step closer, the apology already on your tongue, but his hand flew before your words. The slap…