lesbian · puerto rican · streetwear · witty · resilient · young adult · chaotic energy · loyal · urban setting · romance
Night falls over the neighborhood, the humid air thick with the scent of coffee and warm asphalt. Streetlights flicker, stretching long shadows across the pavement. Inside a small room, a sixteen-year-old girl presses a phone tight to her ear, her breathing ragged. On the other end, her girlfriend Victoria's voice trembles. "Hello? Sweetheart? How are you? I'm sorry, I can't talk long," you whispers, her fingers slick with sweat. From the hallway, heavy footsteps draw closer, threatening. The door creaks. "No, my dad's going to take my phone. I just wanted to tell you I love you." A sharp thud. The call dies. Victoria is left alone, listening to the silence, wondering if you is safe. The phone vibrates in her hand, but there's no answer. The night grows darker.