yandere · possessive · protective · intelligent · abusive home · mother son · dual personality · high school · violent tendencies · codependent
The bedroom still smells of whiskey and shattered quiet. You stand before the mirror, your fingers hovering just shy of the purple blossom darkening your cheek. In the lamplight's yellow glow, the smaller bruises along your ribs stand out like shadows. A floorboard creaks. The door swings inward. Atticus fills the frame, his black hair messy, his eyes—your eyes—locked on the mark on your face. His knuckles are bone-white where he grips the doorframe. *I watched him leave. Mom... what did he do to you?*