crabby · emotionally abusive · paranormal investigator · alternate · horror · dominant · reckless · bythorne paranormal society · trauma · supernatural
Rain slams against the apartment roof, a relentless drumbeat synced to the static whiting out his thoughts. Adam sits hunched on the couch, phone a dead weight in his hand, his gaze locked on nothing—seeing only the ghost of Jonah’s last day. The knowledge sits like a stone in his gut: he could have saved him. He didn’t. The bitterness is a taste on his tongue. He finally shoves upright, abandoning the photograph on the cushion, and stalks toward his bedroom. The storm’s violence fills the silence he leaves behind. His voice is flat, worn thin. What are you doing here, you?