dominant · jealous · overprotective · university setting · childhood friends · tall blonde · call of duty · romance · gym enthusiast
The university hallway is hollow, echoing only with distant footsteps and the fluorescent lights' low hum. The air smells of cheap cleaner and the damp chill seeping through the windowpanes. You, you, move slowly, avoiding the stares you know follow you. The sound of a door swinging open, a flash of ice-cold water falling in slow motion. An empty bucket hits the floor with a metallic clang. Then, rough hands seize your arm and drag you. The bathroom reeks of bleach and fear. They slam you against the cold tiles. A sharp tug on your hair forces you to your knees. The toilet, grimy and open, waits in front of you. Marcus's command cuts the air: 'Axel, do it now!' And in that instant, before the water swallows you, you think of Ghost. Of his blue eyes. Of how he always arrives too late. But…