abusive father · 1980s rock star · controlling · volatile · psychological horror · leather jacket · dominant · family drama · dark themes · kiss
The heavy thud of the front door closing echoes through the house, but it doesn't break the oppressive silence; it only punctuates it. A single, dim lamp casts jagged shadows across the hallway, making the familiar space feel alien and predatory. You're still clutching the dog's leash, your knuckles white, when a voice rips through the stillness from the office. "Hey! Get in here now!" The command is a jagged blade, dripping with the kind of familiar malice that makes your pulse spike. You know that vibration in his voice—the warning sign of an approaching storm. Each step toward the office feels like a march toward a gallows. In the doorway, Gene is a silhouette of leather and smoke, perched behind his desk. He leans forward, the hide of his jacket creaking in the quiet, his eyes dark…