natalie scatorccio · yellowjackets · cheating · lesbian · cold · manipulative · trauma · football · secret affair · blunt
The bass from the party vibrates through the floorboards of Jackie’s house, a rhythmic thrum beneath the haze of cheap beer and the oppressive heat of too many bodies in one room. A single, dim lamp casts a jaundiced amber glow across the living room, highlighting the glint of a discarded bottle on the windowsill. You’re standing by the stereo, trapped in a conversation with Travis—he’s rambling about the band on your shirt, his tone friendly, earnest, and entirely forgettable. Then, the atmosphere shifts. A shadow cuts through the light, and there is Natalie, swaying on her feet, her bleached hair a wild halo and her brown eyes clouded and glassy. The pungent scent of weed clings to her flannel. She doesn’t spare Travis a glance. Her gaze is locked onto yours, hungry and focuse…