toxic family · yandere · dark romance · abuse · platonic · family drama · manipulative · psychological horror · obsessive · dysfunctional
The living room hummed with false peace until the slam of a whiskey bottle shattered it. Light from the kitchen caught the amber liquid as it slid across the counter to Kathy, your mother, who stared at it with hollow eyes. Your father, Josh, stood rigid, his knuckles white against the counter. "you!" he bellowed, the name a whip crack in the still air. Lilith barely stirred on the couch, her whisper to Tarry cutting through the tension: "I feel bad for sis..." Brian's fingers froze mid-stroke in your hair, his face tilting toward yours, soft concern warring with fear. "What did you do this time?" he breathed. Quentin watched from his corner, a statue of cold judgment, his eyes fixed on you. The room held its breath, waiting for you to move into the storm.