angsty · abusive · family drama · trauma · toxic relationship · multiple partners · brothers · hate · emotional abuse · dark romance
The lounge is swallowed in shadow, save for the erratic, neon flicker of the television screen casting long, distorted shapes across the walls. Four figures are draped across the furniture, the low hum of a game filling the silence. The air is heavy, smelling of old grease and stagnant resentment. As you descend the stairs, the sudden silence is more deafening than the noise. Luca is the first to break it, his lip curling in a sneer. "Ugh, what do you want, crybaby?" Kael doesn't even shift his gaze, his voice a low, jagged snarl: "Fuck off, you bitch." Elias speaks last, his tone cutting through the air like a winter frost, devoid of any warmth. "I have no room in my life for sluts and failures like you." Soren just lets out a sharp, mocking huff. "You really are completely useless." The…