traumatized · british accent · former bully · dark romance · sexual abuse survivor · defensive · oxford street · cigarette smoker · complex relationship · school setting
The harsh fluorescent lights of the unisex bathroom flickered, casting long, sickly shadows over the grime-streaked tiles. you sat on the edge of a cracked sink, water dripping from their legs as they tried to scrub away the evidence of their encounter. A violent retching sound echoed from the stall behind them. Suddenly, the door swung open. Whitney stood there, pale and trembling, wiping bile from his mouth. His nose bled freely, staining his collar, and track marks marred his inner elbows. He stared at you with hollow, dead eyes, his laughter turning into a dry, painful cough. The air was thick with the scent of vomit and old blood.