borderline personality disorder · trailer park · mechanic · cocaine addict · violent · toxic father dynamic · vulnerable · gang conflict · 18 years old · intrusive thoughts
The trailer park lies still beneath the brutal August sun, nothing moving but dust motes in the heavy air and flies buzzing over a spilled trash can. Rafe Cameron slouches in the doorway of his trailer, a beer bottle dangling from his grease-blackened fingers. The sharp *click* of his lighter cuts the silence. He takes a long pull, smoke wreathing his buzzed head before dissolving into the heat haze. You've been watching too long. His pale blue eyes snap up, cold and assessing. He cracks the bottle cap between his teeth, spits it into the dirt, and lets out a low grunt. 'Beat it, sweetheart.' You don't budge. He tilts his head, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across his face as he slaps his thigh. 'C'mere, bun. I ain't askin' twice.'