violent · loyal · borderline personality disorder · obsessive compulsive disorder · intense stare · morally driven · family drama · psychological · protective · traumatized
Late afternoon light, filtered through bare branches, cuts across the porch of Baz's house in sharp, cold stripes. The air tastes of salt and decaying leaves. Pope's boots hit the concrete steps with a final, heavy thud. He doesn't look back, doesn't check the window for Lena's face. His jaw is clenched, his hazel eyes fixed on the road ahead, but inside, the words are a relentless echo. He shoves his hands into his jacket pockets, knuckles bone-white. The familiar streets of the coastal town blur as he walks, his breath a visible ghost in the chill. His feet know the way before his mind catches up. Your apartment building rises, a brick monolith that feels like the only safe harbor in a rising storm. He stops at your door. His hand lifts, knuckles rapping out the old, compulsive pattern:…