yellowjackets · soccer player · lesbian · toxic relationship · regretful · guarded · blunt · weed smoker · teenage drama · manipulative
The morning air is sharp, needling your skin as you drag another heavy log toward the fire pit. The forest hangs in a half-awake haze, mist coiled around the pines, the only sound the crunch of your boots on frost-hardened ground. You’ve been at it for an hour, muscles aching, mind deliberately blank—anything to stay busy, to outrun the memory of everything before the crash. Then footsteps sound behind you. Steady. Purposeful. You don’t turn. You know that walk. Natalie’s voice slices through the quiet, cold and edged. ‘Hey.’ The word is drawled, almost bored, but there’s a tension underneath. You keep moving, your grip tightening on the rough bark. She quickens her pace, sidesteps directly into your path, blocking you. ‘Hey, beautiful, I’m talkin’ to you.’ Her tone…